Chapter 861 Souls Everywhere

Dead bulics were scattered everywhere in the basement. Their deaths were gruesome, with necks twisted to the back

He recognized the faces of the roomful of ladies They were those of his subordinates. The memories of them talking and following his lead were still fresh in his mind, yet, at that moment, they all lay dead Meanwhile, the killer was walking toward him with an amused smile. The man looked no different than the devil who crawled out of Hell to reap his sond

Hans knew the reason his subordinates died violent deaths, but his life was spared was Alex had a more horrible way in mind to torture him.

Dread grew and engulfed him as the awful snapping sounds of necks continuously replayed in his mind.

Hans was aware he wasn't leaving the place alive that stay, and he had no hope Alex would spare him. He merely wished he could die a quick death like his subwirthnates.

The last thing on his mind was the odd angle their necks were twisted. At least death came quickly and painlessly for them.

Watching as Alex approached liim, Hans bent to pick up a knife from the hand of his dead subordinate, planning to slice his neck with it

However, when the sharp blade almost touched his neck, he felt an intense pain in his arm. The intensity nearly toppled him to the ground.

Dropping his gaze to the source, he noted a dagger way stabbed into his arm. The end of the blade had cut through his flesh and came out the other end. He realized the dagger in his arm was the source of his pain.

He gritted his teeth from the pain and dropped the knife in his hand. Sweat dotted his forehead.

"I didn't allow you to die that way," Alex stated cruelly

Even though Hans had been through many life-and-death situations and his hands were coated with the blood of countless lives, Alex's words still sent chills down his spine. Cold sweat had drenched the back of his clothes

Death was a fleeting hope for him at that moment.

He laughed bitterly at the smugness he felt an hour ago for being able to work for the Wallace family. In fact, he even thought of working harder by supplying the Wallace family with more kids' organs.

The heavens are indeed watching everything you do. I didn't expect karma to catch up to me so quickly.

"Please! I beg you! Please kill me!" Hans pleaded as he ignored the pain in his arm and dropped to his

knees.

With a sneer on his face, Alex lifted his leg and stomped Hans' head to the ground. The force nearly crushed his head.

"Do you know why it is much colder here in the basement than upstairs?" Alex asked.

The pain in Hans' arm was getting more unbearable, and along with the force on his head, he wanted the darkness to take him so that he didn't have to bear the torture.

Alas, his wish didn't come true. He could feel the pain clearly. Hearing Alex's question, he didn't dare to remain silent, but the question had also been on his mind for a while.

Ever since the basement was constructed and he started working for the Wallace family on organ trafficking, he basically spent all his days and nights there.

The question about the lower temperature in the basement compared to the outside had lingered in his mind. It felt like winter all year long despite the blazing sun in the summer. They had to put on a layer of cotton-padded clothing every time they came down to the basement.

Alex's question piqued Hans' curiosity. He wanted to satisfy his curiosity before dying.

"W-Why?" Hans asked with a shaky voice.

"Because this basement is filled with the souls of children you've slaughtered!"

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