Hearing Zuo Zuo's words, the poor "mummy" thought that everything was finally over, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. But he never imagined that this was just the beginning, and there were more cruel things waiting for him behind.

The left hand, who was in a good mood, hummed a tune that others could not understand, and dug out a small package from the corner. When the "mummy" saw clearly what was in his left hand, his body twisted in pain again.

It turned out that what was swinging in his left hand was a bright scalpel!

"What else does he want to do?" This is what the "mummy" tied to the stake wants to know most and is also most afraid of knowing.

Yes, what exactly does he want to do?

Soon, you will get the answer. What else can the left hand want to do? Of course he just wants to keep this attractive "trophy".

His left hand was still the same, humming a little tune and inserting the sharp scalpel into the broad shoulder of the "mummy". Now the poor guy could only resign himself to his fate and let others slaughter him, but the huge pain still made him use his remaining instincts

The ground began to struggle. Of course, this struggle was of no use at all.

"Hehe, this little thing is much more useful than the hand... There are really many good things after a thousand years, hehe..." The left hand is like a doctor doing precise surgery, but the skillful operation makes people unable to

I believe that the man in front of me is not only not a doctor, but a perverted devil who takes pleasure in killing people.

The white cloth on the body of the "mummy" has been dyed crimson by the blood that is constantly seeping out, and his strength to twist his body in pain and helplessness, and even to groan has gradually disappeared. Only the blinking eyelashes still prove that,

He is still alive and, unfortunately, still conscious.

Now, in addition to the feeble breathing sounds in the black hole, there is only the "pop" sound of metal being coldly pierced into the flesh, and the muffled sound of the tip of the knife opening the soft membrane of the joint. The extreme pain made the "mummy" hang its head feebly.

Go, my left hand was worried that the sudden death of the "mummy" would affect his "trophy", so he quickly patted his cheek with his hand, hoping that he could hold on for a while, at least until he could remove his left arm perfectly.

What disappoints Zuo Zuo is that the "mummy" has died due to excessive torture and cannot be called back. In other words, he has been hurt to death. Of course, this is also the last time Zuo Zuo

Favorite way to die.

"Hey! Hey! Useless guy!" The left hand yelled twice in annoyance, and angrily cut off the left arm with a little flesh attached.

Facts have proved that Left Hand's experiment failed again. He wanted to get a perfect "trophy", but from a thousand years ago to a thousand years later, he never got it. As for Left Hand, he killed many people for this purpose.

More than a hundred people?

"How annoying! It's hard for me to give you the moonlight for so long!"

He threw the scalpel aside impatiently with his left hand, feeling very conflicted. If the "disassembly" process is not careful, it will inevitably destroy the integrity of the "trophy": if the original owner of the "trophy" cannot bear the pain, he will persist until "

After "disassembly" is completed, no matter how perfect the "trophy" is, it will not be in its best condition, let alone maintain its perfect shape.

Alas, people nowadays are so squeamish that no one can survive it! I thought about using anesthetics, but unfortunately... the effect is not good. The best effect is to take things from living bodies!

Picking up another failed experiment, he walked to the back of the black hole with his left hand in frustration. There was a wider space, and the surrounding torches illuminated it extremely brightly. But those who saw the image inside would definitely prefer this place.

It was completely dark and nothing could be seen. Because...it was so gloomy inside that people couldn't bear to see it.

In fact, the cave was originally just soft land with some plants planted on it, such as daisies. However, there were also some terrifying things "planted" inside - the left arm!

These left arms were planted in the ground with their hands upward. Many of them were already severely rotten, and the white bones inside were faintly exposed. A few of them were fresh and shiny, and shone with a strange luster, just like the one that had just been removed from the left hand.

Same.

The left arms planted in the ground are also different. Some are clenched into fists, some are twisted into claws, some are stiff and open, and some are hanging limply... there are at least ten or twenty of them. From a distance,

Go, like flowers of different shapes. But they are not beautiful, only infinitely terrifying and eerie.

The land where these left arms are planted appears to be extra red compared to the surroundings. I don’t know if it is dyed red by their blood. The breeze blows, and the left arms are still rippling slightly, which is unusual.

As stiff as a dead thing.

"I have no choice but to wait until next time." After planting the left arm he had just taken off in the ground, his left hand muttered to himself, "The prey from last time has been used up. It seems that we need to find more targets."
Chapter completed!