Chapter 63

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A large mass of white bandages tightly wrapped around Jeff's lower body. Due to the anesthesia and ice, he couldn't feel the pain, but the blood-dripping knife in front of him clearly told him, and the people watching, that the castration was complete!

Joel Graham, who had been drowsy earlier, now had his eyes wide open, staring at the innocent and cute little girl who had discarded the blood-soaked gloves. He subconsciously clamped his legs together, feeling a chill between his legs, as if he had lost control of his bladder.

"This... this..." He didn't know how to express it. After a while, a thought finally came to him, "If all the girls in the world were like this Haley, how would men be able to live?"

Most of the men in the hall subconsciously did the same thing, clamping their legs together to feel if their parts were still there.

But the women didn't see it that way.

Jones Butler had already burst out laughing, feeling even more refreshed than eating an ice cream on a hot summer day!

However, her pen didn't stop. She added another line: "The plot is violent but interesting and appealing, more suitable for female audiences."

Bill Roscis had already seen the rough cut, but that version didn't have the detailed shots, appropriate music, and precise editing that enhanced the atmosphere of the final cut. After watching it now, he nodded slightly, thinking that just this scene alone would attract many people.

Similarly, he believed that female audiences would like this film even more, and he summarized it with a phrase: "Women will secretly enjoy it, and men will feel egg pain!"

Tony Guzman, who had already felt the egg pain, stood up involuntarily, feeling that the thing between his legs was still there, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Then he walked forward, found an empty seat in Murphy's row, and sat down.

As the film progressed, it seemed that the climax had ended, but Tony Guzman saw that Haley, having expended a lot of energy on the castration, was clearly tired and had let her guard down. Jeff, who was temporarily not feeling pain, was looking around, his gaze finally landing on the blood-dripping scalpel. Moreover, after his earlier struggles, his ropes seemed to have loosened.

Although Jeff's castration made Tony feel some egg pain, he saw that the story wasn't over. With so many girls' picture frames piled up, even if only some were victims, Jeff's one organ couldn't wash away his sins.

Due to gender, castration indeed made men feel a sense of empathy, but it didn't completely change their perception of Jeff.

Murphy also noticed this, his mind racing, especially when he saw the men's grimacing expressions, realizing he had overlooked something, like the male audience's feelings.

To put it bluntly, in North America, many adult men have a Lolita complex, and this film was destined not to appeal to them.

Shaking his head lightly, Murphy stopped thinking about it. He was just an ordinary person, and even with careful planning, he couldn't cover every aspect.

While Haley was taking a shower, Jeff managed to free himself from the ropes. He first grabbed his phone but didn't call the police. Instead, he grabbed the blood-dripping scalpel and limped to find Haley.

It was already clear earlier that when he was tied up, he had gone through a process of denying everything, shifting blame, and admitting to pedophilia but not murder. However, his words were completely unbelievable in the face of the large-scale photos.

Jeff's decision to choose the scalpel over calling the police made a few viewers nod slightly. Calling the police would have been a sign of mental problems, which would have ruined the film.

Killing Haley would solve all the problems; calling the police would only lead to a more severe situation.

If Jeff hadn't been injured, dealing with a girl like Haley, even with an IQ gap, would have been easy for an adult man. But a man who had just been castrated, even if he didn't feel pain, would be significantly weakened.

Without much suspense, Jeff was subdued by Haley again and tied to the same chair.

At this point, Jeff still refused to admit his crimes. After a psychological attack, Haley conducted another thorough search and found a hidden compartment under the living room floor, filled with video tapes.

Each tape had a corresponding name. Haley flipped through them, finally finding her target. She turned on the TV and VCR, and the opening scene of the film appeared on the screen.

She ejected the tape and inserted the next one. The content varied, but they all showed Jeff molesting or violently treating young girls.

Seeing this, the audience automatically sentenced Jeff to death, and Haley did the same.

This man could no longer deny his crimes. Seeing Haley take out a rope from her backpack, he began to beg pitifully, hoping to survive.

However, Haley's last bit of sympathy had vanished in the face of evil, and the audience's sympathy due to the castration was also gone.

Haley, who had been speaking quickly, fell silent. The hall was filled with Jeff's pleading. Daisy, looking at his tear-streaked face, felt nothing but disgust.

"Kill him!" she shouted in her heart.

Jones Butler, who had seen many films, had never felt this way before, wishing a character would die, and in the most terrible way possible.

Even though the ending hadn't come, Tony Guzman flipped to a specially marked page in his notebook and quickly wrote "Hard Candy" in the "Intention to Purchase" section, marking it with three stars.

This was already a level worth buying in his five-star rating system.

Not to mention those who found the film interesting from the beginning, even Joel Graham, who had only started paying attention when Jeff was drugged, was now wide-eyed, staring intently at the screen.

Jeff was still pleading pitifully, but Haley had made up her mind. She looped one end of the rope around Jeff's neck and threw the other end over a sturdy chandelier on the ceiling. Then she moved all the picture frames behind the chair, tying them one by one to the end of the rope.

Each frame represented a girl, and while the weight of each was limited, the number was significant. As more and more frames were tied to the rope, it tightened through the chandelier, and Jeff had to stand on tiptoe.

"Ple... please..." he was still begging.

But after the entire film, no one felt any sympathy for him.

As more frames were tied to the rope, Jeff's face turned red, and he gasped for air like a fish out of water.

Haley said her final words, tying the frame of the girl from the opening scene to the rope. In front of her, Jeff kicked his legs, but being tied up, he couldn't use any strength. The glasses that had hidden his true face had fallen to the ground, revealing eyes that were now just white.

Haley tidied up everything, put on her red coat, and slung her backpack over her shoulder. She walked out of the door, took one last look back, put on her red hood, and walked away without looking back.

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