"Ah... ah... ah..."
Lin Shi let out an incomparably shrill scream; even through the iron bucket, the sound made people's blood run cold.
Because his face was melting, being eaten away and liquefied by that terrifying strong acid. His nose was completely corroded away, his lips were gone too, but his eyes were kept intact—because he had to watch, every second, just how hideous he had become.
"Ah... ah... ah..."
In agony, Lin Shi slammed his head against the floor over and over, making dull thudding sounds.
And those two pretty female students from the art college, watching this scene, almost wet themselves. Their legs went weak, they collapsed straight to the floor, revealing two long, fair, slender legs.
Lanling squatted down in front of the two girls and gently wiped the lipstick off their lips with his hand.
"D-don't hurt us..." one of the girls stammered.
Lanling asked, "Are your families poor?"
