Super Dimensional Fantasy World

Chapter 59

The destination is naturally the small noodle shop where I had lunch.

The attitude and behavior of the waitress girl and the little boy at the cash register are worth pondering, especially what the little boy said.

During this period, Sumentu's enhanced strength and increased flexibility over his body control were fully released at night.

The night is the best background cover color, and Sumentu gallops lightly along the corner like a dragonfly on water.

Not long after, he arrived at the door of the small noodle shop.

Of course, such things as cameras are not installed in these places, so Sumentu stood at the door openly and took out a lock-picking tool from his backpack, like the lock on the rolling door of the small noodle shop, Sumentu It was easily opened, and then he carefully observed the surroundings. After making sure that there was no one there, he walked sideways and closed the door tightly.

Inside the store, the decoration was the same as during the day, and even after they had eaten, the plates and bowls on the table were not cleared away!It was as if the store closed immediately after they ate.

At the entrance to the backyard, there was a faint yellow light.

Sumentu walked over on tiptoe, approaching the door, he heard a loud snoring sound.

Sumentu turned his head slowly, and then saw the waiter girl sitting on an armchair at the door, tilting her head, and snoring intermittently. She was still holding the pot in her arms. trotters.

Her huge body blocked the door. Sumentu couldn't jump over it directly. He looked at the raised place on the door frame. Sumentu jumped lightly and grabbed the raised piece. Good luck. The core strength of his waist and abdomen allowed him to easily pass over the waitress girl, and he jumped and landed lightly on the girl's back, unconsciously.

This room was the cash register where the little boy kept accounts. Near the window, there were still ledgers and some cash and banknotes.

Sumentu walked over, opened the drawer and looked, but found no important clues, and then he brought the ledger on the table, and found out, some paintings drawn by the little boy before!

On those drawing papers, there are scenes drawn with pencils one by one, dark and clear, if it is not from the hand of that child, Sumentu even thinks that it is from the hands of those sketch masters.

The paintings on the drawing paper are very delicate, but these contents seem a bit imaginative.

The cruel monster tore through the girl's body and pulled out the heart...

These paintings are all telling such a scene.

Su Mentu glanced at it twice, then put it down again, and then went on to look for other clues, but found nothing. Suddenly, at this time, there was a scream in the backyard!
Sumentu's eyes froze, and the waiter girl was about to wake up.

The waitress girl was woken up by the screams. Just after the screams ended, she opened her eyes vigilantly, looked around, and found nothing. She gnawed a couple of pig's trotters, and then fell asleep.

Sumentu, who hung himself on the roof, slowly hung down at this time, pushed open the door of the hut, and he came to the backyard.

There was also a dim light in the backyard. The place was small, and debris was piled up near the corner of the wall. Several large pots were placed near the drain, exuding a stench, and the surroundings were covered with tiny black grasshoppers. In the light, shimmering haphazard shadows.

There is only one back kitchen in this small yard, and it seems that this is the place where I usually cook.

There was a yellow light in the back kitchen, and a burly figure in an apron was holding a knife, chopping something on the chopping board one by one.

Su Mentu adjusted his breathing to calm down his body as much as possible, then leaned against the wall and leaned over.

In the messy room, several people were talking in fragments.

These words were all captured by Sumentu's extremely keen hearing.

"I'll kill you! I'll kill you! Ahaha, I'll kill you!"

"Have you found it! Put that puppet down! What's the use of piercing it all day long! Can your sister's life be recovered!"

"No! I'm going to stab him to death! It's him, I saw it with my own eyes! His eyes, red eyes! Blast you to death and stab you to death!"

Then there was a beating sound, and then, there was a scream like just now.

Sumentu heard it clearly. There were three people in the room. The voice that screamed hysterically and stabbed you to death belonged to the little boy he saw during the day, and the voice that scolded the little boy seemed older. The old man who had been eating noodles silently in the corner, and the sound of the kitchen knife chopping vegetables was not interrupted throughout the whole process, so Su Mentu deduced that the third person was the figure chopping vegetables he saw.

"Where's my painting! Where's my painting!" After the little boy screamed, he clamored for his own painting.

"What's the use of drawing those all day! What else can you do besides venting! What we need now is unity. Since those policemen can't do it, then we will find him in person and give him to the big guy!" This is Old man's voice.

"My painting! My painting!" Regardless of the little boy, he was still begging for his own painting.

After another beating sound, the old man sighed: "I'll get it for you."

Then he got up to open the door, Sumentu retreated into the darkness, watched the door open quietly, the old man looked around back and forth, then walked across the yard to the cashier's cabin.

Sumentu twitched the corner of his mouth...

In the back kitchen, the little boy mechanically pricked the puppet with a needle, his eyes were full of sternness.

The strong man chopping vegetables didn't say a word, and quickly flipped over the chopping board with the kitchen knife in both hands.

Sumentu hooked a gap with his little finger. He looked at the situation inside the door, but the little boy and the strong man didn't notice him.

Sumentu looked back at the cashier's cabin, and the old man's reprimand came from inside.

"I told you to watch the door! I fell asleep again! Eat! You only know how to eat every day, do you have nothing left except animal instinct and sex!"

The waitress girl in the cashier hut howled loudly.

With the sound of wailing, Su Mentu gently opened the door.

The little boy was still tying the puppet there, muttering words.

Sumentu walked over, reached out and took the puppet from his hand. The puppet had a strange shape and a human body. It seemed that the prototype should be some kind of marionette, but its head was replaced with a A mouse head, a living mouse head!At the neck, the mouse's flesh and wood were connected together with a thread, with a pair of red eyes, as if staring at the person who looked at it.

The little boy became annoyed. He thought the old man had taken his puppet and was about to kick it when he stood up, but when he looked up, he saw Sumentu's smiling face.

"Long time no see, kid."

Sumentu said softly with a smile, and then stretched out his hand. The little boy still wanted to resist. Sumentu pinched a special place on the back of his neck, and the little boy's raised hands softened quickly like noodles. .

Sumentu scooped it up with his hand, but the little boy didn't fall down like this.

The strong man was still chopping vegetables in front of the chopping board, and he didn't even notice Sumentu who was approaching behind him.

When he felt a bit of coldness, Sumentu's iron palm had already hit the back of his head.

The old man was packing papers in the cashier's cabin. The waiter girl suddenly began to take off her clothes. Hearing the movement, the old man looked down at the watch in his hand, and the pointer was pointing to exactly ten o'clock.

The old man said before that apart from her eating instinct, all that was left was the Communist Party girl panting and looking at the old man, she had already stripped naked.

Every night between ten o'clock and eleven o'clock is when the girl is in heat.

Under normal circumstances, the strong man would watch over her, and when the time came, the two would satisfy each other.

But today they all forgot the time...

Sumentu found two ropes and tied the little boy and the strong man tightly, but the old man did not come back.

"Are the paintings you're talking about the ones on the table?"

Sumentu pulled out the underwear from the little boy's mouth, and forgot to say something. When Sumentu tied up the little boy halfway, the little boy woke up and yelled at him.

Su Mentu was worried that he would scare the snake away, so he casually stuffed a pair of yellowed and blackened underwear in the back kitchen into the little boy's mouth.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" The little boy still only yelled angrily, completely losing his mysterious calmness during the day.

Sumentu had no choice but to stuff his underwear in again.

At this time, some strange movements came from outside the house. Sumentu listened intently and found that those movements came from the cash register hut.

Sumentu pushed open the door, looked around, and then walked towards the cabin.

In the room, the beastly nature of the waitress girl was fully displayed, she rubbed her buttocks on the old man, and the old man was annoyed!
"You beast! I am your biological father!"

But the girl doesn't care about this, she is just a wild beast now, even more brutal than a wild beast.

Due to the huge difference in strength, the old man was easily subdued.

The girl tore at his pants, and the power of fat conversion from gnawing pig's trotters completely suppressed the old man, making him unable to move.

The old man's trousers were quickly ripped open.The girl held his limp one like a treasure.

"Hard! Hard! Hard!" She mumbled the words, and swallowed this one in one gulp.

Even though the old man refused in every possible way in his heart, he still responded naturally physiologically.

The girl is naturally delighted and wants to take further action, but the old man is naturally old, and the stimulation given by the girl is indeed a bit stronger. Before the girl sits down and wraps up, he can't do it...

The yellow and white stuff flows down the thigh.

then……

Sumentu opened the door and came in.

The girl held the old man's piece, like eating a popsicle, longing for it to stand up again.

The old man also slumped on the chair as if he had been drained dry, motionless.

Sumentu frowned, he still hadn't figured out the situation in front of him.

(End of this chapter)