Desperate people, accept the seed of my soul!

In reality, it's only a fleeting moment, yet it feels as if countless reincarnations have passed.

Unable to become numb, they experience pain and fear without restraint.

The last two bodies gradually disintegrated in the void, turning into countless invisible embers that vanished.

In reality, it only takes a few seconds.

The front seats are empty.

Just a second ago, there were two living people sitting there, shouting about privileges and rules.

A second later, only the night wind whistled through the empty leather seats.

……

back seat.

Zhang Ziqian stared blankly at the two people in the front row who had vanished into thin air.

His breathing began to become erratic, and the euphoria brought on by the drug was fading in the face of extreme fear.

The mocking smile that once graced his lips is gone.

"You...you took them..."

"Click".

Li Rui opened the back door of the car.

The bloodied hand rested on the car door frame, and the person bent over, looked down.

Zhang Ziqian desperately tried to shrink back, his back slamming heavily against the other side of the car door, leaving him with nowhere to retreat.

In the dim light of the streetlamp, he could see Li Rui's eyes clearly.

Those are not human eyes.

They were two dry wells, drained of all tears and pity, filled only with pure murderous intent and judgment.

Two dark red flames flickered deep within, like the entrance to hell.

Zhang Ziqian trembled all over; for the first time, he truly understood the situation before him:

His status as a police officer couldn't stop him.

Her father's power could no longer protect her.

The rules... the rules he had manipulated at will, which had once been his strongest chains, were now broken.

The wild beast has been unleashed!

"You're a police officer...you're a police officer! You can't..." Zhang Ziqian's voice trembled.

Li Rui did not answer.

His gaze fell on Zhang Ziqian's hand, where he was still holding the replica brooch, the flame dim and the ruby ​​covered in dust.

Li Rui extended his left hand.

Faint flames of karma flickered around his five fingers.

He grabbed Zhang Ziqian's right hand, which was holding the brooch.

Four fingers, like iron clamps, gripped between Zhang Ziqian's fingers, exerting force in the opposite direction.

"Click. Click. Click. Click."

Four crisp sounds, as close as a string of pearls.

The base of four fingers dislocated instantly, and red flames burrowed into the broken bones.

"Aaaaaah—!!!"

With Zhang Ziqian's scream, the replica brooch fell into Li Rui's palm.

Li Rui picked it up and placed it side by side with the genuine, bloodstained item in his left hand.

True and false.

Love and hate.

Blood and sin.

Then, he slowly raised his eyes.

His gaze shifted from the two brooches in his palm to Zhang Ziqian's mouth, which was wide open in pain.

"You used that mouth of yours to deceive her, didn't you?"

Zhang Ziqian's lips trembled violently. He wanted to speak, to beg for mercy, to lie.

But Li Rui didn't give him a chance.

The first burst of karmic fire erupted directly from deep within Zhang Ziqian's throat!

That's precise flame control.

The fragile vocal cords were instantly melted, and the larynx was carbonized and cracked.

Zhang Ziqian's mouth was wide open, but deep in his throat was a smoking black hole, unable to make a sound, only a hissing sound of airflow.

Li Rui stared at the hole, his gaze cold and menacing.

"She was in pain for three hours."

"You enjoyed yourself for three hours."

A crimson line of fire condensed at his fingertips and violently slashed through the void!

As soon as he finished speaking, a crimson line of fire violently condensed from the void, piercing across Zhang Ziqian's face, entering from his left cheek and exiting from his right!

His tongue was burned off at the root, charred and curled up. With Zhang Ziqian shaking his head in excruciating pain, it fell to the ground in the carriage with a thud.

The fire of karma will never extinguish itself until it has burned away all sins.

Zhang Ziqian's sins are enough to burn through three lifetimes.

Li Rui's gaze slowly moved upwards from the charred, severed tongue on the ground—

The light swept past the blood-stained face and finally settled on Zhang Ziqian's pupils, which were dazed from the pain and hallucinations.

"You used those eyes to bully her, didn't you!"

Li Rui's voice was like a rusty knife scraping bone.

Zhang Ziqian was unable to answer.

His throat was empty, and his mouth tasted like burnt coals.

Before he could finish speaking, the second cluster of karmic fire split into two streams and poured into Zhang Ziqian's wide-eyed eyes in terror!

In the left eye, flames poured into the eye socket from the corner of the eye, churning wildly behind the lens;

In the right eye, the flame condensed into a needle tip, first piercing the iris and then scorching the retina.

Zhang Ziqian's eyelids burned off in the first second.

But he wasn't blind.

The karmic fire preserved his visual nerves—transmitting the complete image of each burning sensation.

He must "see".

He saw two lamps burning in his eye sockets; the oil was his sin, and the wick was his eyeballs.

Li Rui leaned down, his face less than ten centimeters from the pair of eyes exposed in the fire, and asked softly:

"What was her look in her eyes at the end?"

"Aren't you scared?"

"Isn't it incredibly hopeless?"

"Look at those eyes—"

Li Rui's voice suddenly rose in pitch:

"What's so exciting?!"

boom!

The flame penetrated the lacrimal punctum, burned through the nasolacrimal duct, and burned all the way from the infraorbital fissure to the base of the skull!

Zhang Ziqian's right hand was already useless—his four dislocated fingers hung limply at the edge of the chair like a puppet with broken strings.

Li Rui grabbed Zhang Ziqian's intact left wrist and slammed it hard onto the center armrest, palm up, fingers forcibly spread.

"You used this hand to bully her, didn't you!"

Five tiny flames suddenly ignited and simultaneously enveloped the fingertips of the five fingers.

The fingernails, like charred plastic sheets, peeled off the nail bed with a crackling sound: one, two, three, four, five.

The bright red nail bed is exposed, and the nerve endings are completely exposed to the air.

The flames spiraled upwards around the finger bone, like five small crimson snakes greedily devouring the flesh and bone.

Proximal phalanx – Middle phalanx – Distal phalanx.

Each time a section burned, the flames would explode with a loud bang.

It stopped burning on the third strike.

Li Rui's voice suddenly lowered, becoming as low as magma surging from the depths of the earth's crust, carrying endless sorrow:

"She used these hands... to brush my shoulders, waiting for me to come back."

"Put these hands—"

The flames suddenly flared up and burned off the wrist at the root!

"It's ruined!!!"

Zhang Ziqian was in so much pain that he didn't even have the strength to convulse. He slumped in his chair like a lump of rotten flesh.

But Li Rui did not withdraw his hand.

His hand hovered above the charred remains, trembling violently.

That was an uncontrollable rage, muscles filled with magma, and every nerve in the fingertips screaming that it was about to burn through!

He stared at the body, his eyes blazing with a red light.

First finger —

He stabbed it down hard!

Pointing at the remaining charred flesh on Zhang Ziqian's left knee, flames suddenly exploded inside the bone marrow cavity!

He roared:

"one!!!"

Second finger —

Pointing to Zhang Ziqian's right elbow joint cavity, the carbonized layer of the distal humerus then ruptured!

He roared:

"two!!!"

Third finger —

Pointing at Zhang Ziqian's open mouth, karmic fire rose from his mouth, engulfing the charred tongue root, and flames frantically licked upwards from the cut surface!

His voice cracked as he screamed:

"three!!!"