Time is up, Li Le Wen stared at the numbers marking the time, exhausted all the waiting.
The executioner of Isee never shows mercy. When the time is up, not a minute is delayed. His hand clutching the lighter, he walks again to the iron cage, reaches through the bars, and grabs Li Le Wen's jaw, turning it towards the camera.
As if to let the world take one last look at the final impressions Li Le Wen left in this world.
Torture lies ahead, even the already resigned-to-death Li Le Wen couldn't help but feel a chill all over.
But what he is about to endure is a fire execution. Could it be the warmest flames in this world will surround his body, so perhaps he shouldn't feel this cold? Yet, he still felt this cold, so cold that every muscle in his body contracted.
He understood, this cold was coming from the depths of his heart.
The fire execution inflicted on his body couldn't warm his heart. It seemed in his entire lifetime, it had never been warm.
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