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The middle-aged man's face appeared particularly distinct under the candle-like lighting, with skin that looked both young and tight, devoid of any wrinkles. His face carried an indescribable allure, making him seem both approachable and distant. His eyes were deep, shimmering with an elusive light, as if harboring profound wisdom and unknown secrets. Neat stubble covered his chin and cheeks, adding a touch of mature male charm to him.
Wu Cheng was filled with fear and unease in his eyes, his body trembling incessantly, as if the presence of this middle-aged man was causing him immense psychological pressure. His lips quivered slightly as he struggled to speak, "He... he's not human... he is..." but the words got stuck in his throat, unable to form a complete sentence.
The middle-aged man tilted his head slightly, scrutinizing Wu Cheng's reaction. There was a hint of playfulness in his voice as he said, "Wu Cheng, your fear is quite interesting. Have you forgotten the days between us?"
Su Jianyang felt a chill run down his spine, realizing that this middle-aged man posed a threat not only to Wu Cheng but also to himself. His gaze became more resolute as he demanded, "Explain clearly, who are you? What exactly happened between you and Wu Cheng?"
Wu Cheng's breathing became rapid, his eyes filled with confusion and despair, as if struggling to recall some blocked memories. His voice choked up slightly as he said, "Officer Su, I... I don't know, but I feel a deep sense of fear. This person... he's not ordinary..."
The middle-aged man's smile became even more pronounced, and his eyes revealed a strange gleam, as if he were enjoying Wu Cheng and Su Jianyang's fear and confusion. His lips curled slightly as he spoke with an unquestionable tone of confidence and authority, as if he held all the secrets and truths.
"I am an existence that you cannot understand," the middle-aged man said slowly, "I come from a place you cannot imagine. Wu Cheng, the connection between you and me is much deeper than the confused memories you can now recall. You were also once a part of my plan."
Wu Cheng's expression was filled with terror, his pupils contracted, as if trying to find lost fragments of memory. His lips trembled slightly, trying to say something, but ultimately no sound came out.
Su Jianyang tightly gripped the gun in his hand, his alertness reaching its peak. He knew that the middle-aged man in front of him was definitely not a good person. His appearance undoubtedly deepened the mystery and danger of the whole situation.
"What do you want?" Su Jianyang's voice carried a hint of suppressed anger. "Why involve Wu Cheng in all of this?"
The laughter of the middle-aged man deeply engraved in the hearts of Su Jianyang and Wu Cheng, filled with a kind of crazy and twisted joy. His eyes sparkled with a kind of chaotic light, as if revealing the long-hidden madness and ambition in his heart. His hands waved in the air, as if drawing a magnificent blueprint in his mind. He said, "Oh... what do I want? What I want... is everything that God has promised me... to make Qing Town great again. Let our Li family be great again!" His laughter became even wilder, filled with madness and desire.
Su Jianyang and Wu Cheng were filled with surprise and confusion when they heard him mention "Li family." Su Jianyang nervously said, "Impossible... the last generation of the Li family, Li Xiaoting, is already dead... there is no one left in their family. Who are you?" He tried to figure out the identity and motives of this middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man's laughter echoed in the eerie space, making the whole scene even more sinister and bizarre. His expression was like that of a villain in a drama, both arrogant and confident, as if he held all the secrets.
"I am Li Wanxin, I am also Li Wanshan, and at the same time... I am Li Xiaoting..." he repeated this sentence again, his voice filled with incredible confidence and fervor.
Su Jianyang heard this and was dumbfounded, feeling unable to comprehend. His mind was filled with confusion and shock, unable to accept the words of the middle-aged man who claimed to be the third generation of the Li family. He gripped the gun tightly, unsure of how to deal with this extremely absurd situation.
As for Wu Cheng, he showed a kind of panic and pain. His eyes revealed deep fear, as if the words of this middle-aged man had touched the deepest fear in his heart. "Impossible... how could this be possible..." Wu Cheng muttered, his voice full of doubt and fear.
Middle-aged man looked at their reactions, continued to laugh wildly, seemingly enjoying their confusion and panic. His laughter echoed in this eerie space, making the atmosphere even more oppressive and terrifying.
Su Jianyang and Wu Cheng were filled with countless questions at this moment, but they both understood that the middle-aged man in front of them, who claimed to be from the Li family for three generations, was undoubtedly the key to this series of bizarre events.
The middle-aged man's wild laughter echoed in the eerie space, his eyes flashing with madness, showing his absolute confidence and zeal for his plan. "God has granted me an immortal spiritual power, assisting me in completing this grand scheme," his voice filled with pride and madness. "It was I who witnessed the decline of Qing Town and actively sought a solution."
His hands began to wave in the air, as if directing a large chessboard visible only to him. "I sacrificed everything... what I have given has led me onto the crimson path."
Su Jianyang and Wu Cheng listened to these words, and a mixture of fear, surprise, and doubt appeared on their faces. They both knew that the madman in front of them was not just some past ghost, but a dangerous presence, possibly the mastermind behind the entire Qing Town incident.
The middle-aged man's voice became even more intense and fanatical, "Now, everything is ready! You can witness with your own eyes, the coming of God!" His words were filled with worship and fanaticism for some indescribable power.
Su Jianyang tightly gripped the handgun, filled with uncertainty in his heart, not knowing how to deal with the mad middle-aged man in front of him. Meanwhile, Wu Cheng appeared even more lost and panicked, his eyes revealing his helplessness and despair in the face of it all. Both men were aware that they were on the brink of a disaster beyond imagination, and it seemed that everything was about to come to an end.
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