Zhang Fatty was covered in blood, his huge and stout figure resembling a bear in the darkness. He gasped for breath heavily, it was unclear if he was conscious.,From the hem of his sleeves, an inky garment that shimmered faintly with silver light, a chain trailed. Jiang Qiyun stood before the gate of hell, eyes lowered as he stared at me.,Liu Feifei was suspended by a chain around her neck, looking like a small animal with its neck clamped and floating in the water. Her hands and feet hung limply, only her toes touching the ground. This... this wouldn't strangle her...。