Chapter 1393

He extremely regretted why he chose to rest there. If it was not for him, he would not encounter this abnormal.

Of course, he is not the only one who has such an idea. When Zhang Di found that he could not persuade Ichiro Kawabata, he immediately poured all his anger into Wang Bin's body.

"It's all your fault, it's you! If it were not for you, I would not have been caught by this pervert! " Zhang Di's eyes are fixed on Wang Bin.

In this matter, Wang Bin also knows that he really needs to bear a lot of responsibility.

But now he is in the same situation. In addition, Zhang Di had planned to sell them in order to get rid of the difficulties, so Wang Bin also said rudely: "you are a fool. You think I am willing to! Now I'm still talking nonsense! What's the use of it? "

Zhang Di didn't expect that Wang Bin, who had always been obedient in front of him, had such a burden. He dared to refute his own words and scold him. His face suddenly became very ugly.

When they were still staring at each other, their eyes were full of despair except pain. After Ichiro Kawabata cut his mouth, the knife began to swim in each position of his body, and finally stopped at his body Xia: "this may damage my art, so ah, we should remove this place first."

Wu Shu's mouth, unable to make a sound, kept trying to open and close, as if there was something he wanted to say, but now he couldn't speak at all, and he could only shake his head to express it.

Looking at his flustered eyes, Ichiro Kawabata disdained to say: "this is the bad root of a man. You are just food now, and you will die sooner or later. Why should you care about this superfluous thing? Or because you look too much at this useless thing in your heart. Look at me, I have already cut off this superfluous thing. Only in this way can I pursue my art wholeheartedly! "

The barrage area became lively because of Ichiro Kawabata's words.

"I'll go, the modern version of the invincible?"

"Don't insult my idol. This dead demon can only be regarded as a eunuch at most, and is not qualified to compare with the Asia invincible."

"Well, upstairs, I want to ask, do you have a little J?"

"I said," why do the scum of sun country have such deep resentment to little J? Is it true that he was forced to eat before

"It's hard to say. I guess so."

In the barrage area is still debating, Ichiro Kawabata's knife has opened Wu Shu's pants. He feels the wind under his body. Wu Shu's eyes are full of bloodstains. He constantly struggles hard, and his body is like a live fish in a hot pot.

Ichiro Kawabata laughed, as if to see something that made him very excited: "this is really good, as long as a knife, you can get rid of all the deficiencies in your body, believe me, it will not take much time, you will feel the joy of becoming an art product!"

Wu Shu didn't have time to feel the so-called happiness, but he realized the pain first. Ichiro Kawabata was really quick to cut the knife, so Wu Shu didn't feel much about the knife scraping his own Ming root. However, he didn't suffer a lot from the subsequent waves of pain.

His whole trousers were dyed red with blood. His body was hard and soft. When he was about to faint, Ichiro Kawabata stabbed his Da leg at the most appropriate time, and then stirred it hard. Wu Shu suddenly woke up in pain.

Kawabata said: "if you don't suffer from the pain of his flesh and blood, it's just that if you don't suffer from the pain, then you'll have to face the pain. ”

Wu Shu couldn't speak. He could only wriggle his body. In the eyes of the other two people, they were full of fear. Although they had not really been removed the most important part of themselves by Ichiro Kawabata, seeing the exciting scene was enough to make their backs cool and scalp numb.

What's more, listening to the meaning of the Taiyang people is that all of them can't escape the knife, which is even worse than killing them first.

Wang Bin immediately called out to Ichiro Kawabata: "you brute, if you have the ability, you can stab me to death. Don't do such bluffing things here!"

Ichiro Kawabata looked at Wang Bin and chuckled: "don't worry, you are the best food material, so it won't come to you so soon. I'll leave the best state on you."

Zhang Di's face turned pale. Seeing that Ichiro Kawabata had begun to cut Wu Shu's body, his body vaguely seemed to feel the pain of deep Ru bone marrow, and could not help shaking.

"Please, just kill me. Kill me now." Zhang Di suddenly cried out: "you killed me, I don't want to see it anymore, I don't want to!"Being busy with Wu Shu, Ichiro Kawabata, as if he didn't hear Zhang Di's words, focused on his large intestine in his hand. He had already opened Wu Shu's stomach, but his technique was in place. Now Wu Shu did not die like this immediately, but could still maintain his consciousness.

This is also the goal of Ichiro Kawabata. What he needs is a conscious brain that still secretes various hormones from the body, because only in this way can the meat come out be the best art.

After putting Wu Shu's cut large intestine on the table, Ichiro Kawabata said gently, "I have taken out all the things that will affect your meat now, and the rest is very simple..."

Wu Shu's consciousness is a little fuzzy, but he can still hear what Ichiro Kawabata said. He doesn't know what it is. It's just that the pain from all parts of his body has made him collapse completely. By now, he has already wanted to die.

Without the conditions for suicide, Wu shuning would have stabbed himself with dozens of knives, but he would not have suffered so much.

Ichiro Kawabata slowly stabbed into Wu Shu's neck. His hands are very stable and his work is very careful. As he said, he is doing this with the attitude of completing art works. ..

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