In a room that was even more spacious than others, Moze looked at the man who didn't know what happened, twirling a dagger that hadn't been used for a long time between his fingers, pretending to throw it by mistake, Moze looked surprised Watching the man "catch" the sharp knife with his thigh immobilized under the restraint of cold words, he opened his mouth wide in surprise.
Naturally, they were all fake expressions, but for the man in front of him, such a mocking effect was enough.
"Cough! Who are you guys! I have no grievances or enmities with you... Ugh!" He received a sneering punch in the stomach without warning, feeling as if he had been hit in the face by a car, and the man's face paled instantly and he opened his mouth Exhaling, it only intensified the pain in the abdominal cavity.
"How should I say it?" Deliberately shaking the man's leg a few times before pulling out the dagger that was not inserted deeply, Moze casually shook off the stained blood, squatted in front of the man casually, and pulled out the dagger even more forcefully. into the man's other leg.
"I don't know what I'm going to do, right? It's okay, just playing a game, it will be very comfortable." Re-turning out the impressive picture in memory, but not in a nightmare, but in reality, facing the seemingly A man who has aged a lot, face-to-face with the mockery of role reversal.
Gently scratching open the man's pants, Moze said with a crazy smile, "I'm really sorry that I scratched your cute pants."
The strength in his hand was even stronger, and a bloodstain appeared on the tip of the knife, cutting half of the man's trousers into pieces.
Looking up at the unresponsive cold words, Moze spread his hands indifferently, and spit on the dagger, but because the virus's optimization of the body is so perfect, even if he deliberately wanted to spit out a mouthful of phlegm, he couldn't. It can only gather into a pool of transparent liquid from the mouth.
Throwing it on the blood-stained ground, Moze, who then grabbed the handle of the knife with his tentacles and rolled it twice, laughed, pointed the tip of the knife at the dead snake-like utensil between the man's legs, and approached the man as if thinking of something face, and said in a word: "This is not dirty at all! I will use it to make you feel good later!"
Satisfied that his words had achieved the desired effect, Moze stood up straight and laughed wildly, but tears flowed out of his eyes when he smiled.
This revenge is really too refreshing, the childhood nightmare, now destroying it with my own hands, is really a perfect ending hahahahaha!
He slammed the knife wrapped around the tentacles between the man's legs, and the man let out a ghostly cry, rolled his eyes and was stunned.
"Damn! How cowardly!" After spitting, Mo Ze casually took off his blood-stained clothes.After reimagining a set of clean clothes, he cleaned up the blood stains on his body with his tentacles, put the beige hood on his head, looked at the man who was foaming at the mouth in disgust, turned and walked out of the room.
After watching Moze leave, Leng Yan picked up the dagger that was a few centimeters away from the man, and began to cut slowly on the man's skin covered with burn marks.
Soon, the comatose man woke up from the pain all over his body, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the child who looked like a devil to him, growing up.
"Heh...hehe...I...dreaming...hehe...how is it possible...he..." The man looked down at the bloody mouth all over his body in a trance, and the man raised his head with a smirk, and suddenly asked angrily: "Why do you do this to me! I obviously didn't do anything to you! And you have made me so miserable! What else is going on now!"
As if feeling no pain, he pointed at the bloody mouth all over his body. Under the scarlet liquid, there was a burn scar as rough as a rock, which was left by the boy nine years ago. Now, the demon in the nightmare appeared again.
The man smiled miserably, stretched out his hand towards Leng Yan, and asked pitifully, "Can you give me the knife? I'll give myself a good time."
Raising his eyebrows, Yan Yan slowly passed the dagger over.
In the depths of the man's eyes, the light of hope gradually flashed.
"Why should I do this?" The dagger that was originally handed out was suddenly held tightly in his hand, and he stabbed out with his backhand, stabbing the man from another direction with cold words and angry imitation claws: "You hurt me!" I've been alone for nine years! Nine years!"
"I wish I could kill you!"
"How dare you say that you didn't intend to do anything to me? I have no reason not to kill you!"
The man exploded with flexibility and ruthlessness that did not match his disabled body, which also made Leng Yan more convinced of his guess.
How could the leader of a group of evolutionary bodies be an ordinary idiot?
Seeing that he couldn't hide anymore, the man crossed his hands together, imitating a long stick, and swept towards Leng Yan.
Leng Yan, unable to use the dagger flexibly, simply threw away the short dagger, took a stick with the imitation saw blade in his right hand, put the claws and five fingers of his left hand together, and cut off the man's whip leg abruptly in the sharp sound of piercing the air After that, his footsteps turned around, and the long stick on the saw blade was set aside. When he was unable to stand still, the saw blade turned over and slashed upwards close to the ground.
Amidst the crisp sound of bones breaking and the sound of muscles being torn apart, Leng Yan deliberately strengthened his dynamic vision, watching the splashing red liquid droplets slowly flying towards him, the shattered bones and broken organs were like a vegetable market The pig on the boat went into the water, spinning in the air, and the man's expression...
Oh, despair, panic, regret.
If regret is useful, many things in this world will not happen, including tragedies.
This hateful guy probably never thought until he died that he was able to see the two grown-up children in S city again after escaping from prison.
It's just that the boy who cried helplessly under him has now become a cruel implementer.Another child who dared to commit arson at a young age is even more willing to kill and gore.
Naturally, they were all fake expressions, but for the man in front of him, such a mocking effect was enough.
"Cough! Who are you guys! I have no grievances or enmities with you... Ugh!" He received a sneering punch in the stomach without warning, feeling as if he had been hit in the face by a car, and the man's face paled instantly and he opened his mouth Exhaling, it only intensified the pain in the abdominal cavity.
"How should I say it?" Deliberately shaking the man's leg a few times before pulling out the dagger that was not inserted deeply, Moze casually shook off the stained blood, squatted in front of the man casually, and pulled out the dagger even more forcefully. into the man's other leg.
"I don't know what I'm going to do, right? It's okay, just playing a game, it will be very comfortable." Re-turning out the impressive picture in memory, but not in a nightmare, but in reality, facing the seemingly A man who has aged a lot, face-to-face with the mockery of role reversal.
Gently scratching open the man's pants, Moze said with a crazy smile, "I'm really sorry that I scratched your cute pants."
The strength in his hand was even stronger, and a bloodstain appeared on the tip of the knife, cutting half of the man's trousers into pieces.
Looking up at the unresponsive cold words, Moze spread his hands indifferently, and spit on the dagger, but because the virus's optimization of the body is so perfect, even if he deliberately wanted to spit out a mouthful of phlegm, he couldn't. It can only gather into a pool of transparent liquid from the mouth.
Throwing it on the blood-stained ground, Moze, who then grabbed the handle of the knife with his tentacles and rolled it twice, laughed, pointed the tip of the knife at the dead snake-like utensil between the man's legs, and approached the man as if thinking of something face, and said in a word: "This is not dirty at all! I will use it to make you feel good later!"
Satisfied that his words had achieved the desired effect, Moze stood up straight and laughed wildly, but tears flowed out of his eyes when he smiled.
This revenge is really too refreshing, the childhood nightmare, now destroying it with my own hands, is really a perfect ending hahahahaha!
He slammed the knife wrapped around the tentacles between the man's legs, and the man let out a ghostly cry, rolled his eyes and was stunned.
"Damn! How cowardly!" After spitting, Mo Ze casually took off his blood-stained clothes.After reimagining a set of clean clothes, he cleaned up the blood stains on his body with his tentacles, put the beige hood on his head, looked at the man who was foaming at the mouth in disgust, turned and walked out of the room.
After watching Moze leave, Leng Yan picked up the dagger that was a few centimeters away from the man, and began to cut slowly on the man's skin covered with burn marks.
Soon, the comatose man woke up from the pain all over his body, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the child who looked like a devil to him, growing up.
"Heh...hehe...I...dreaming...hehe...how is it possible...he..." The man looked down at the bloody mouth all over his body in a trance, and the man raised his head with a smirk, and suddenly asked angrily: "Why do you do this to me! I obviously didn't do anything to you! And you have made me so miserable! What else is going on now!"
As if feeling no pain, he pointed at the bloody mouth all over his body. Under the scarlet liquid, there was a burn scar as rough as a rock, which was left by the boy nine years ago. Now, the demon in the nightmare appeared again.
The man smiled miserably, stretched out his hand towards Leng Yan, and asked pitifully, "Can you give me the knife? I'll give myself a good time."
Raising his eyebrows, Yan Yan slowly passed the dagger over.
In the depths of the man's eyes, the light of hope gradually flashed.
"Why should I do this?" The dagger that was originally handed out was suddenly held tightly in his hand, and he stabbed out with his backhand, stabbing the man from another direction with cold words and angry imitation claws: "You hurt me!" I've been alone for nine years! Nine years!"
"I wish I could kill you!"
"How dare you say that you didn't intend to do anything to me? I have no reason not to kill you!"
The man exploded with flexibility and ruthlessness that did not match his disabled body, which also made Leng Yan more convinced of his guess.
How could the leader of a group of evolutionary bodies be an ordinary idiot?
Seeing that he couldn't hide anymore, the man crossed his hands together, imitating a long stick, and swept towards Leng Yan.
Leng Yan, unable to use the dagger flexibly, simply threw away the short dagger, took a stick with the imitation saw blade in his right hand, put the claws and five fingers of his left hand together, and cut off the man's whip leg abruptly in the sharp sound of piercing the air After that, his footsteps turned around, and the long stick on the saw blade was set aside. When he was unable to stand still, the saw blade turned over and slashed upwards close to the ground.
Amidst the crisp sound of bones breaking and the sound of muscles being torn apart, Leng Yan deliberately strengthened his dynamic vision, watching the splashing red liquid droplets slowly flying towards him, the shattered bones and broken organs were like a vegetable market The pig on the boat went into the water, spinning in the air, and the man's expression...
Oh, despair, panic, regret.
If regret is useful, many things in this world will not happen, including tragedies.
This hateful guy probably never thought until he died that he was able to see the two grown-up children in S city again after escaping from prison.
It's just that the boy who cried helplessly under him has now become a cruel implementer.Another child who dared to commit arson at a young age is even more willing to kill and gore.
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