818 The Ex-Boyfriend I Abandoned [End Times]

In the dimly lit warehouse, the chandelier flickering with pale white light was flickering on the ceiling because the emergency power supply was about to run out, making continuous creaking sounds, which seemed to be in the room full of heavy breathing and weak whimpering. Very penetrating.

A woman with disheveled hair and only a dirty plain skirt curled up in the corner of the room.

Two out-of-shape arms hugged her knee tightly, and her thin and pale fingers nervously scratched at the calf dripping with blood and flesh under the tattered skirt.

The drooping head was covered by the disheveled hair, and only a pair of dim eyes full of bloodshot eyes could be vaguely seen.

Her body was trembling violently, and she kept whimpering mournfully, but because she was afraid of something, she only dared to make a faint gasp.

It was so weak that it seemed to break in the next second.

Not far from her, lay a naked female body. The mottled bruises and bloodstains of torture were clearly visible under the flickering lights.

And the connection between her upper body and lower body showed a strange twist, as if it had been completely broken.

It seemed that she had suffered some huge torture before she died. In order to escape from the claws of her own, she twisted her upper body desperately, her chest lay on the ground, and her bony bones burst out, as if she could pierce the soft skin in the next second. The skin reveals the white joints.

Both of her hands were gripping the ground tightly, and the broken nails dug into the concrete floor, leaving mottled blood on the ground.

As a price, her originally plump and pink fingers were worn away by the rough ground, revealing black and red flesh and white bones.

But her lower body seemed to be locked tightly by someone, and her slender legs were stretched wide, folded into a strange arc.

The lower body is completely bloody, and the trickling blood has condensed into black marks due to the passage of time, exuding a disgusting stale smell.

Her head was raised high, her neck was tense, and her slender eyes were opened to the maximum. The bulging eyeballs seemed to fall from the eye sockets in the next second, and the lost eyes were full of fear and despair.

Even though she didn't know how long she had been dead, she stubbornly retained the desperate posture when she was dying.

Vaguely, it seemed that she could still hear her shrill screams and howls before she died from her wide open mouth, which made people feel creepy.

Her complexion was pale and pale, her hair was withered and yellow, and her lips were black and purple. Her skin, which should have been delicate and fair, had gullies and spots of corpses floating due to the loss of bodily fluids.

The rotting body began to show traces of maggot activity, and the fat white figure squirmed between the flesh and blood, leaving vague potholes one after another.

But her former beauty is still faintly visible.

On the other side of the warehouse, a naked and obese figure kept moving on a thin young man, constantly breathing heavily and excitedly.

A layer of gray-black dirt covered his skin due to not being cleaned for a long time, mixed with his continuous sweat, forming strips of muddy sewage, winding down his black and white greasy skin, and dripping on the ground , exudes a stench.

The flickering white light hit him, making him look like a pile of white fat that was fished out of a cesspit or a mud pit.

The greasy hair on the top of his head, mixed with sweat, was entwined on his fat face, his teeth and claws were baring, slowly wriggling in conjunction with his swaying fat.

Like black nematodes, it exudes an indescribable stench, disgusting and disgusting.

Because of the intense excitement, the man's face turned red, like a piece of pork liver that had been on the shelf for a long time.

The thick lips were opened wide, and the rapid panting was spit out from the mouth full of black and yellow teeth, spraying out a rotten sour smell one after another.

The young man was lying under the man, with an indifferent and numb expression, staring blankly at the ceiling, letting the man move on his body, exuding a decayed and dead air.

Perhaps the young man's silence made the man feel bored, so he slapped the young man's pale face fiercely with his backhand.

"Call! You call me! You were not very capable before, unexpectedly! Dare to give it! Lao Tzu! Run away! Huh?!"

Every time the man paused, he slapped the young man fiercely. Seeing the expression of unwillingness and resentment gradually surging on the face below him, the man became more and more excited.

"Run! Run again for me! Don't you want to drag your bitch sister to run away?! You! Run! Run!"

The rough voice came out of the man's mouth, bringing up waves of saliva, all of which splashed on the boy's face.

The stench lingering at the tip of his nose and the humiliation and nausea brought about physically and mentally made the young man tense his body, enduring the vomit that rolled up from his stomach, and the hatred for this man grew stronger in his heart.

The man didn't know anything about the boy's psychology, and even if he knew, he probably wouldn't care.

His attention at this moment was completely attracted by the pleasure brought by his lower body being tightly wrapped, and the strong stimulation made him even more excited.

He shook vigorously, and his movements became more and more fierce, completely ignoring whether the young man's fragile body could bear it.

His mind has been completely occupied by desire.

"Scream! Why don't you scream! Didn't you know how to talk before? You dare to choke with me! See if I don't fuck you. I'll kill you!"

While slapping the boy, the man said vulgar words, his eyes were red and full of lust.

The more the man wanted him to open his mouth to add to the fun, the more the boy didn't want to. He clenched his teeth and swallowed back the pain that had already reached his mouth.

As time passed, the corners of his mouth began to bleed a little, and his breathing became weaker and weaker.

The man didn't realize it, he was still immersed in the pleasure brought by sadism and coitus, his face became more and more ugly.

The woman huddled in the corner listened to the man's sadism and cursing at the boy, her head was lowered and deeply buried in her knees, her fragile and slender neck was tightly stretched, as if it would break unbearably in the next second.

She clenched the fist that had been thrust into her mouth at some point, and kept whimpering in a low voice. Crystal tears slipped from the corners of her red eyes, and wet her hair and skirt.

The scalding liquid kept slipping on the surface of her skin, but quickly lost its temperature and cooled down. It stuck to her chest together with the messy hair and cloth, and mixed into an object of unknown color. It was as cold as her That frozen heart.

Sobbing and panting softly, she bit her fleshless hand hard, tightly suppressing the grievance, fear, despair and distress she wanted to vent.

I was afraid that the louder my voice, the more excited that devil would be, and then treat her poor brother more cruelly.

She is afraid.

He is afraid of death, and even more afraid of his brother who is dependent on him being tortured to death.

Like the woman who screamed, cursed, and cried while the man was beating him.

The more struggling, the more painful, tortured, and dying.

In the end, it was nothing more than getting a light "disappointment" from the devil.

She couldn't let her brother end up like that.

[Don't cry, don't make a sound, hold it back, hold it back, even if your heart hurts to death! 】

The woman desperately swallowed the tears and blood that flowed into her mouth, tried her best to restrain the urge to cry loudly, and endured the convulsive throbbing pain in her heart.

But even though she tried so hard and patiently to endure, the thing that scares her most happened.

Those light words were like a thousand catties, crushing the hope she had been desperately hoping for.

The overwhelming darkness and despair pulled her into the abyss, beyond redemption.

"Tsk, disappointment."

The boy's death didn't leave a turmoil in the man's heart, it just pulled back from the boy's body the thing that had weakened after the orgasm, and then he didn't pay attention to the boy again, and there was no trace of shame in his eyes.

The pale and young body of the young man was left alone, and the attitude of throwing it away at random was like treating a broken rag doll.

The man's attitude and the huge impact brought by the sad news of his brother's death caused the woman's sensitive and fragile nerves to collapse at once.

She forgot her fear, her heart was filled with hatred!

She screamed and rushed towards the man, her red eyes fixed on the man's ugly face, she opened her blood-stained mouth, and bit off the man's nose.

Because of his slack during this period, and because of his contempt for women's strength, the man who had just put on a pair of trousers was caught off guard by the woman.

The huge pain made the man howl, and he didn't realize that he was a "noble" supernatural being, so he subconsciously used the most primitive method to throw the woman out.

Originally, the woman just dug into his fat body with her fingertips that had turned out the bones, and she couldn't bring him any more harm.

But his act of throwing the woman out caused the woman to forcibly pluck several pieces of flesh from his body. The yellow fat and bright red flesh were exposed to the air, which brought pain to the man who had lived in the warehouse for a long time and had not been injured. The long-lost pain came.

The intense pain made the man's eyes turn red immediately, and the humiliation of being attacked by ordinary people was like tens of thousands of ants gnawing on his heart!

The anger went straight to the top of his head, burning away what little reason he had, and he could no longer care about the secret he had just discovered before. He mobilized the supernatural power in his body to release a fireball and threw it at the woman.

Just when the woman thought she was going to be burned to death, and she could never see the devil die with her own eyes, avenging her poor brother.

The firmly locked warehouse door was violently opened, and a biting chill hit the face!

And the fireball, which was horrifying in the eyes of the woman, froze into an ice cube in that chill, fell to the ground in front of her eyes, and shattered into ice slag.

The author has something to say:

emmmmm, I think the summary of the previous chapter has been made very clear, but I still want to remind readers here that the following content may make some people feel uncomfortable. Please click carefully and be fully psychologically prepared.

High energy ahead, non-combatants please retreat quickly.

PS: In fact, I think that since it is the end of the world, this period of human moral corruption, such a scene is still very likely to happen. Even in this era we live in, no one can guarantee that such things will not happen.Considering the follow-up development of the article, I hesitated again and again, but I still bite the bullet and wrote this part of the content, I hope everyone can understand.

Of course, it's really disgusting.

Also, due to length reasons, there may be aftershocks in the next chapter, so please be prepared.

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