My Sister is Fuji

Fujiang was startled, instinctively quickened his pace, took a few steps back, and wanted to run away quickly, but because the splashed water dripped on his legs, this uncomfortable feeling made Fujiang stop.

"Fujiang, why didn't you give me a second chance. Take a look at the painting I drew for you." Qiu Ming walked over step by step, his lips slightly opened and closed, like a puppet with a string, his body was uncontrollable and stiff, and his face was uncontrollable. It's like a puppet sewn together from discarded fabrics.

Hearing Qiu Ming's words, he thought that Qiu Ming was still obsessed with her, which made Fujiang feel confident.Fujiang put his hand on his lips and giggled twice: "No matter how much you draw, it will definitely not be half as beautiful as I am." He instantly said coldly, "Hurry up and call a car for me." On the rainy day, let Fujiang It's hard to walk.

"Fujiang, I understand, you think I'm not good enough to draw, right, so I repainted a picture, but there is still something missing." Qiu Ming said stiffly, holding a thick white paper in his hand. .

"Who cares what you draw! Hurry up and call a car for me!" Fujiang said angrily.

"I need your help from Fujiang." Qiuming murmured.

Fujiang felt that Qiu Ming's appearance was very wrong, giving people a lifeless, rigid and rigid feeling, like a paragraph recorded in advance by a tape recorder, full of disobedience.

As Qiuming spoke, he slowly approached Fujiang, his arm joints seemed to be nailed with steel nails, his forearm trembled stiffly, and he took out a fruit knife from his pocket like a spring.

"Fujiang..."

Qiu Ming's voice was hoarse, he raised his head, and Fujiang saw a long wound on Qiu Ming's neck, forming a scar as savage as a centipede.

Fu Jiang was afraid and couldn't help but back away.Qiu Ming approached step by step, slowly narrowing the distance between them. When a certain distance was reached, Qiu Ming took a fruit knife and slashed over it.

Fujiang originally thought that Qiu Ming would slit her neck, but he did not expect that the slit would be his own lips, and the blood was about to flow down, and Fujiang immediately pursed his mouth nervously.

Qiu Ming stared blankly at the blood on the fruit blade, and said with blurred eyes: "Fujiang, you are so beautiful. This blood is like life." He picked up the painting and painted the blood on the blade.

"It's so beautiful, so beautiful, it's even more beautiful than Fujiang's deity." Qiuming sighed sincerely.The back of the painting faces Fujiang, and Fujiang's face is covered with haze.

The pain made Fujiang in a very bad mood, and he even said that the painting is more beautiful than the deity.Fujiang trembled with anger, looked at Qiu Ming with terrifying eyes, wanted to take the painting, and then laughed at him in front of Qiu Ming, tearing the painting to shreds.

He stretched out his hand towards the painting, and suddenly there was a "click" sound, something disconnected and fell to the ground.

Fu Jiang's hand froze, looking at the ground, it was a little finger.Fujiang raised his head sluggishly, and Qiu Ming's right hand was missing a little finger.

"Crackling" "Crackling" the body makes this kind of weird sound, then the ring finger, then the middle finger, then the index finger, then the thumb, then the forearm, then the arm... It's like a building block house with unstable foundations, pulled out at will One piece, the entire building block collapses, and the parts fall off piece by piece.

Just like that, all parts of Tyu Ming's body were on the ground.The connection surfaces of each part of the body are very smooth and can be overlapped together, just like the body that the laser swept across in Resident Evil One.

Fujiang remembered the scarred wound on Qiu Ming's neck, and his face became more and more gloomy.Is Tyu Ming already dead?Then, who was his body dismantled like this?

There is such an extracurricular textbook in the elementary school language book. There is an article written like this: At sea, a father peeled an apple for his daughter. Because of the wind and waves, the hull shook violently, and the fruit knife was accidentally inserted into the heart.He pulled it out as if nothing had happened, and finally held on for three days before dying on land.

When the doctors dissected his body, they were all amazed how the heart was pierced by a knife, how it lasted for three days.So it sparked a huge academic discussion.One conclusion was that the wound was too small, and it was barely glued together to maintain the basic function of the heart, but an old doctor held a different view, saying that what supported the man to survive was nothing but his daughter. Father's love.

But is it really such an unrealistic, chicken soup-like thing as father's love?

Every part of Tyu Ming's body was cut open, but barely glued together.It's not a miracle at all, but something hides a chill down the spine.Father and Qiuming were supported by this strange thing.

If it were an ordinary woman, she would have run away long ago if she encountered such a terrifying thing, but instead of being afraid, Fujiang was very angry about it.Because Qiu Ming did not speak clearly, he died like this.

What does it mean that the painting is even more beautiful than the deity!

This twisted woman will be frightened by something startling, and she will resist in fear of pain, but the disintegrating disgusting body does not make Fujiang feel at all, and some are just constantly bred from the bottom of my heart. Jealousy.

She doesn't care what's going on with the rubbish on the ground.

The only thing she wanted to know was what the hell was on this painting!

Because of Qiu Ming's self-dismemberment, the painting fell to the ground with its back turned upside down, as if its contents were deliberately hidden.

Fujiang picked up the painting angrily, and was completely stunned when he saw the content in the painting, and the hand holding the painting trembled slightly.

Fu Jiang's beautiful face was completely twisted into one piece because of anger.

"It's really too much!"

She couldn't accept that the person in the painting was herself!

Fujiang shouted angrily: "What kind of ugly monster are you drawing!"

Fujiang became more and more emotional, and felt something stirring in his mind.

"It hurts!" Fujiang let go of his hand because of the pain, and the painting fell to the ground.

Covering his head, the pain made Fujiang half kneel on the ground.

The veins on his forehead throbbed, and Fu Jiang's originally beautiful face became terrifyingly distorted, and the back of his head began to bulge, like a swollen blister.

It's going to explode!Something is going to explode!

"Ah, it hurts!" Fu Jiang gritted his teeth and tried his best to endure, it was so uncomfortable, so painful, something would just cut her head open.

"Pa-da-" came the sound of feet stepping on the puddle behind.

The three men looked at this scene in horror, but when they saw the body of Qiuming on the ground, their feet were soft, and they couldn't make a sound.They were all terrified.

When Fujiang heard the sound, he turned his head and looked at them with horror: "Come here and help me cut off my head!"

The three men glanced at each other blankly, swallowed and walked towards Fujiang.

They don't understand why they want to go there.Although she looks like a big beauty from the face, the grimace behind her head that starts to swell is shocking, but it will not be ignored.

The three men walked over, staring at each other, not knowing what to do.

Because of his painful face, Fujiang became even more hideous: "Cut it off, cut it for me! You three wastes!" He pointed to the fruit knife on the ground.

A boy with glasses swallowed, carefully removed Qiuming's body parts, and picked up the fruit knife beside his fingers.The fruit blade reflected Fujiang's terrifying appearance.

"Cut!" Fu Jiang roared.