Chương 1632: Rule

John Dickson widened his mouth eerily. 

As a spirit, although he maintained the look of a human, his organs were no longer human anymore, such as his mouth.

The edge of his mouth crossed his cheeks and reached his ear lobe, his long, thin tongue wriggling disgustingly, licking his upper lip.

Delicious!

Fear, as he expected, came from his prey, unlike those sourish prey that tasted like green apple which he hunted down when he was alive. This new prey in front of his eyes was a fatty piece of meat, or more accurately, a piece of fried meat showered in sugar!

It was eager to put this piece of meat into his mouth!

No! Not yet! It must be tastier! More fear! He ought to shower his prey with more fear!

The greedy John Dickson stared at Starbeck, raised his thick arm, and slowly reached out to touch Starbeck's face with his finger.