"They deserve to die, but you deserve to die too. You should have told your boss at that time instead of taking out money privately to supplement the accounts. You think you are kind, huh! You are helping the evil, and it is your fault. The consequences of indulgence.”
"I..." The man was speechless by Wuyou's words. He seemed to realize how stupid he had done, but God didn't leave him a way out, right?
Since death is inevitable anyway, it is not up to him to decide how to die happily. The strong man had already made up his mind, and the eyes he looked at Wuyou became more and more evil.
"How did you dispose of their bodies?"
"Meat Mincer"
"You are so...disgusting!" Suddenly her desire to eat meat disappeared, and she rushed forward, holding back her stomach.
"Bow down and plead guilty, I'll give you a clean answer!"
"Why not? I already have a murder case in hand, why am I afraid of death?" The man obviously didn't appreciate it, and he waved the bone chopping knife again, indicating his determination to end his worry-free life!
While resisting the attack, she tried her best to control her numb hand. She could no longer hold the sharpening stick. It was so cold that she could barely feel her hands.
"This place has been sealed off, you can't escape." At the moment, Wuyou could only use words to distract him so that she could quickly adjust the tools in her hands.
"Little beauty, I will be glad to have you as my companion on the road to hell." The man licked his mouth obscenely, not listening to Wuyou's words at all.
"Son of a bitch!" Wuyou was really helpless about the cold air. She hated the cold in the first place.
When she was a child, she was locked in a damp cage with her fellow hunters, which caused pain in her leg joints, especially on rainy days.
"Ding_" The sharpening stick was taken out of Wuyou's hand, and she was hiding while looking for a more powerful weapon.
The powerful fist that was as fierce as a tiger struck Wuyou's abdomen as fast as lightning. She tried her best to stop the heavy blow with both hands. However, when the man's body was wrong, the jack that instantly exploded from his strong shoulders directly hit her. It flew out like a parabola and hit the ice brick hard.
The dizziness flowed from her head to her limbs. She stood up unsteadily. Before her vision was clear, her head was hit hard again and she fell to the ground unconscious.
Looking at the woman with an exquisite figure, even if he is in a cold warehouse, the man's heart is still hot and uneasy.
"Damn woman, you have a nice figure!" For such a temptation, his mood had already changed drastically at this time. Not to mention Wuyou fainting, even if he was dead, he still wanted to taste it.
He roughly grabbed Wuyou's exposed ankle and dragged him to the desk. It was worth it to enjoy such beauty before he died. There was a sentence that just verified what he was thinking, "You can die under peonies and be a ghost." !”
As soon as he picked up Wuyou, he threw it on the table where he usually chopped meat. He unzipped his sweatshirt, and his white and smooth shoulders made the man want to invade further.
Just when his hand was about to touch Wuyou's cheek, a dark shadow came quietly.
Seeing his actions, the black shadow whipped the man to the ground with a side kick.
The man quickly jumped up and saw a tall young man who was a little thin. He sneered proudly: "Young man, you want to imitate other heroes and save your beauty! You don't even look at how much you weigh." His eyes were full of disdain. His attitude is clearly revealed.
He punched again, and the black shadow crossed his hands to increase the direction of his punch, and bumped his seemingly fragile shoulder hard.
"Kacha_" Accompanied by the man's howl as he killed the pig, his wrist was hit and broken.
The boy didn't give him a chance to breathe. He jumped up and hit his head with a whip kick. He controlled the intensity, so the man was conscious but unable to move after he fell to the ground.
The young man put Wuyou's clothes back on, walked into the corner and pushed the meat mincer, turned on the power, and the rumbling gears began to rotate from slow to fast.
"You... you can't..." The man shook his lips in horror: "You are not a hunter... you can't stamp... you can't... kill me."
"Ha! Thanks for reminding me!" The young man walked over and picked up the bone chopping knife, swung it down hard, and one of his arms was detached. The man roared in pain, but he couldn't control his limbs.
The young man lifted the man high and said, "You are worthy of touching her." After saying that, he threw the man directly into the meat grinder.
"Ahhhhhhhh..."
The screams kept ringing in my ears. After all, it was a meat grinder, not a bone grinder. As the machine rotated, the gears could only take away the soft tissue of the man's body, greatly increasing the pain of the punishment.
The rotating machine will automatically turn him over and continue. Death is inevitable, it just depends on the length of time.
The young man took off the private seal on Wuyou's wrist, stamped "0726" on the severed limb, picked up Wuyou and left after finishing.
In the evening, the sleepy Wuyou finally woke up. She stared blankly at the young man serving tea and water, "Zuo Yang, what's wrong with me?"
what to do? The mission failed, she actually didn't complete the mission.
"What else am I asking you? Why are you lying in the stairwell so well? Do you want to scare me to death?"
Suddenly thinking of the meat grinder, her stomach twitched: "Then... have you bought meat?" Don't buy it!
"Hmm, I bought a whole greenfoot chicken. The people at the supermarket said that this kind of chicken is delicious."
"You bought Guguda! I like it! I like it!" She jumped up from the sofa happily.
"Why do you talk so much? Huh?" He gently grabbed the person who wanted to sneak away and looked into his own eyes.
"Where's your skirt?"
"I forgot about the supermarket... I think that dress is too revealing and does not reflect my inner self-cultivation at all." For the first time, Wuyou felt that he was a genius at lying, and his eloquence was so damn good.
"So Wuyou is the reserved type? Forgive my blindness, Wuyou, don't blame me!" He said as he closed the distance and bit her pink ear.
"Hmm~ No wonder, no wonder," she leaned against Zuo Yang's body and gasped. The insurgent was very satisfied with his masterpiece and secretly rejoiced: "Girl, I made you lie!"
"Wouyou, you have to be responsible for me!" He whispered in her ear, you stole my heart, you have to be responsible to the end.
She hugged back the boy's narrow waist and responded: "Okay!"
He picked up Wuyou and went straight to the sofa. The two rolled together sweetly, and the chicken soup had been boiling in the casserole for a long time.
Blocking the young man's fierce attack, Wuyou shyly raised his thin pink lips: "Zuo Yang, do you feel that we are developing too fast?"
"Well, it's my fault that Wuyou is so charming. I can't resist at all. What about you? Baby." He said and rubbed up against her again, like a tom cat in heat.
"Me too, forget it, I don't want to anymore. Get up! I'm hungry." Wuyou pushed Zuoyang, who was like a dog-skin plaster, trying to peel off the gravity brought by this tall body.
