Chapter 813: 408, Alive

“Ah!!!” Oscar let out another piercing scream, identical wounds to his right arm now appearing on his left arm, red liquid gushing out, instantly dyeing his sleeve red.

“I’m gonna kill you! I must kill you!” With his mouth pierced by iron rings, Oscar’s speech was garbled with red liquid, yet he continued to shout madly.

The audience in the livestream watched Oscar’s behavior on screen, continually clamoring for Alicia Linder’s death, without a shred of gratitude for her saving them, their resentment towards him growing more intense, the barrage full of condemnation.

“What the hell, is this scumbag’s brain waterlogged? Officer Linder is clearly saving him, and yet he dares to threaten to kill her.”

“He’s like a thankless wretch, utterly ungrateful, Officer Linder has put aside her hatred to save him, and he says such outrageous things.”

“I say, just let this bastard Oscar die, he’s not only hurt so many people, but also treats Officer Linder so dreadfully.”

“Yeah, streamer, hurry up and deal with him, I really don’t want to see him alive anymore.”

“I think Oscar can shout all he wants, anyway there are less than thirty seconds left, soon he won’t be able to shout anymore.”

Just as the livestream audience was flooding the screen, eagerly wishing for Oscar’s end, the situation on screen abruptly changed. Alicia Linder was preparing to bend down, intending to yank off the iron rings around Oscar’s legs in one go, but at this critical moment, Oscar suddenly let out a frenzied roar, his hands clamping onto Alicia Linder’s neck like pincers.

“You want revenge? Want to torture me to death? No way! I won’t let you succeed! I’m going to strangle you! Strangle you!” Oscar’s eyes were bloodshot, his gaze already somewhat blurred, red liquid continuously spitting from his mouth, his hands using every last ounce of strength to tighten around Alicia Linder’s neck.

The distance between the two was too close, by the time Alicia Linder reacted, Oscar’s hands were already gripping her neck tightly. She urgently raised her hands, desperately trying to pry Oscar’s hands from her neck, but the power Oscar unleashed in his death throes was incredibly strong, far beyond her endurance, she simply couldn’t break free.

Alicia Linder’s complexion visibly changed from pale to crimson, her rosy lips parted wide, struggling to catch even a breath of air.

The livestream audience watched as Alicia Linder was about to be strangled by Oscar, immediately filled with anger, the barrage frantically scrolling, full of urgency and rage.

“Damn it, is this beast Oscar’s brain malfunctioning?”

“Exactly, we can clearly see the beauty cop is saving him, how can he turn around and strangle the beauty cop?”

“Oscar obviously has paranoia, to him, Officer Linder wants revenge, wants to kill him, he’s completely out of his mind.”

“Streamer, quickly appear and save Officer Linder! She’s about to collapse, her face is starting to turn blue!”

“Yeah streamer, hurry and deal with Oscar, save Officer Linder!”

The livestream audience was frantic, watching Alicia Linder, already breathing weakly on screen, frantically requesting Jack to act quickly and kill Oscar.

At that moment, the timer countdown reached its end, the beeping sound that echoed through the room stopped abruptly. Simultaneously, Jack’s cold, chilling voice leisurely rang out in the room: “game over!”

“Creak, creak”, cold words barely uttered, the sound of chains contracting echoed in the room. Oscar, who had been glaring at Alicia Linder, had his head jerked upward by the chains, his legs which were originally together also pulled wide apart.

Following that was another chilling sound accompanied by a horrifying scene. Oscar had been tortured beyond recognition, his body covered in red liquid. His bones seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer, completely shattered, unable to support his body any longer, his legs gave way, and with a heavy “thud”, he knelt before Alicia Linder.

“Oh?” Alicia Linder’s lips curled slightly, revealing an enigmatic smile, she said gently, “Is this you kowtowing to me as an apology?” She looked down disdainfully at the murderer of her brother, watching him in his tormented state, neither human nor ghost, and a wave of satisfaction surged in her heart as she let out a heavy breath.

By now Oscar was speechless, his last vestige of consciousness telling him he felt nothing but disdain, yet his forehead was drenched in sweat from the relentless pain. He slightly manipulated his lips into a smile, but in this bloody, terrifying scene, that smile seemed extremely eerie, sending chills down one’s spine.

At that moment, the livestream camera seemed controlled by an invisible hand, slowly zooming in, giving a crystal-clear close-up of Oscar’s body. Through the bright imagery, livestream viewers glimpsed with utmost clarity, Oscar’s elongated tongue hanging limply to the side of his neck, with copious amounts of crimson red liquid flowing unnaturally from his battered, scarred body, quickly pooling into a significant crimson pool.