The scream stopped suddenly, and soon only the hissing sound of extreme pain was left.

The chopsticks dug deeply into Cao Hao's cheek flesh, and the middle and end trembled as his face twitched.

Visible pain broke through the screen. Roberto opened his mouth but no sound came out. The right half of Jasper's face was in uncontrollable pain.

"Ah...uh..."

Torn by severe pain, Cao Hao lost his strength and fell tremblingly to the side.

Mawson took the opportunity to crawl out from under his strong body and grabbed the shovel pole in his hand without any hesitation.

"You fucking hurt me so much..."

Mo Sen stood next to Cao Hao, who was kneeling in pain and shaking, and his hoarse voice was particularly eerie.

He raised the shovel above his head with both hands and smashed it down with an obvious and simple power-charging gesture. The force was so fierce that it even made a "whooping" sound.

Two muffled sounds overlapped.

It’s the sound of being cut into the flesh; it’s the sound of falling to the ground.

Su Qi froze not far away, still holding a wide tape in her hand, dumbfounded, her eyes trembling and looking down.

The camera moved, Cao Hao's legs were spasming wildly, and then upward, the shovel head was deeply embedded in his neck, partially blocked by his thick shoulders. The most obvious thing was the bright red blood stained on the collar of the light gray bottoming shirt.

There was no wailing in the room, only the rapid panting like a dog panting, out of breath, and within a few seconds there was completely no movement.

Mo Sen turned his head and looked at Su Qi.

The almost dark pupils moved very clearly in the process, and under the dark light, those two white spots were extremely scary.

Being targeted.

Being targeted.

Being targeted.

Su Qi, who met Mo Sen's eyes, had trembling lips, her head was buzzing, and she had lost all ability to think.

A very shallow "click".

The shovel shaft fell off and became a bare stick.

It took Colton two seconds to realize that it was Moson who broke the shovel when he killed Cao Hao.

"No..." Su Qi's breathing was short and weak, and her movements were like mosquitoes.

The thin man in front of him walked step by step with a wooden stick, his movements were not fast, not deliberately creating an atmosphere of ease, nor was he creating a drama of playing with prey, just because he was still wrestling with the dead Cao Hao just now, and at this time he still had strength.

It has not returned to normal.

Su Qi wanted to run, but her body refused to obey her orders and she couldn't move at all. She couldn't even move a little distance.

In the corner of the screen, Cao Hao's calves and feet were still twitching, like a dead fish. Mo Sen walked forward, and he was only a few steps away from Su Qi.

"No, no...ah!"

The next moment when Mo Sen held up the wooden stick and Su Qi screamed and held her head, Qiu Xue's bare shoulders and back suddenly appeared in the screen.

She supported her upper body, her slender waist twisted delicately, and her body rose and fell.

Tian Gang let out a sigh of comfort, and couldn't help but stretch out his hands to touch Qiu Xue's body.

Damon and others in the private movie room were all stunned. The passionate sex scene was caught off guard at this time. Colton was even confused, and even Qiu Xue's immersed expression in it was blurry in his eyes.

Gasping one after another, Qiu Xue closed her eyes, Tian Gang frowned, and the facial features on their faces had a slight distortion that was almost painful.

Pain? Pleasure?

Phew!

The scene suddenly changed. Half of Mo Sen's face was covered with blood spattered by Cao Hao, and he hit him with a wooden stick in one hand.

Phew!

Once, again, and again.

Su Qi knelt on the ground, her bangs soaked with sweat and her hair messy. She let out an uncontrollable cry of pain every time she was hit.

Phew!

Her breathing mixed with whining became increasingly heavy and powerless. Su Qi's eyes were distracted, and she tried to crawl forward with her hands, but in fact she couldn't move at all. There was a pool of water stains under the crotch of her jeans, and urine dripped down.<

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Mo Sen let out a roar of anger, and the killing continued.

"Well..."

Qiu Xue knelt on the bed, her lips and teeth also revealing intermittent groans and gasps. She bit her lower lip from time to time, with a dazed look on her beautiful face, sobbing because of "bullying", becoming charming because of sobbing, and looking aggrieved.

Weeping and drowning in the sea of ​​desire.

Snap.

Su Qi was sobbing, and there was only air exhaled from her mouth, unable to breathe in any more oxygen. Mo Sen was also tired from beating, and the heavy "pop" became an intermittent "pop", but it was like a habit.

Maintain the mechanical movement, repeating the action of lifting the wooden stick and then lowering it.

The camera shows Cao Hao's bleeding face.

The camera shows Tian Gang's confused face.

The low-frequency piano sound like noise sounded unknowingly, and a few simple bass patterns were repeated, plucking the viewer's heartstrings back and forth.

Qiu Xue was panting and moaning; Su Qi was panting and moaning.

The same posture, the same voice, one side is bloody murder, the other side is joyful sex.

There are no tricks on the woman's face and the man's movements. The camera switches between the two scenes, bursting out a violent sensory impact of sight, hearing, and thinking. Fever and pleasure pile up in the air, rich and dripping.

The piano sound became more and more urgent, the parallel editing speed became more and more hasty, and the muffled sound of the water and the painful screams almost all came together in one place, reaching a crushing climax.

The piano sound, which was reaching its peak, suddenly weakened.

A white hand patted the bed, curling up slightly.

Qiu Xue's eyelids trembled, and she slowly lay down on the sheets, taking small breaths, and her absent-minded eyes contained the most primitive dreams.

Tian Gang gave up his energy and collapsed exhaustedly, burying his head into Qiu Xue's wet shoulders and neck, gently smelling the fragrance of her hair.

Su Qi was lying on the ground, one of the legs of her glasses was broken, her head, face and hands were covered in blood, and there was a small pool of blood around her mouth.

The bass piano plays again, with more dissonant intervals.

Mo Sen's entire face was so covered in blood that he couldn't see the details. He opened his mouth to gasp for air, and a barrel of gasoline poured over Su Qi's face in a pool of blood.

The music stops suddenly.

There is only the sound of pouring gasoline.

After emptying the bucket, Mawson grabbed the old newspaper on the shoe cabinet in the entrance hall and wiped his hands. Then he held the crumpled newspaper in one hand and took out the lighter from his pocket with the other.

A "hoo" sound.

A bright and dazzling fire broke out in the sleepy cabin, illuminating Mawson's pale face, which had been cleaned and almost returned to normal.

He raised the burning newspaper and threw it outside.

Pat.

A ball of paper towels hits the edge of the trash can.

"Ah,..." Tian Gang opened his mouth.

Qiu Xue, who was covered with a blanket, smiled lazily: "I didn't throw it in."

"Haha... the accuracy is too bad." Tian Gang muttered lazily, then lay down and hugged Qiu Xue from behind, his cheeks touching each other sweetly, snuggling tightly.

Qiu Xueruan chuckled softly and let Tian Gang pick up his hand that was placed next to the pillow and interlock their fingers.

The hearts of Damon and others in the audience were beating rapidly. It was only then that they felt their throats loosen, and they subconsciously took a deep breath.

2000, only one chapter, because I knew there would be no more.
Chapter completed!