ps: This time I am more curious, so it is better for little friends who are uncomfortable to avoid it.
Among the huge number of people, criminals are a part. From the criminals, we select the murderers, and from the murderers, we select the abnormal ones who get pleasure from the act of killing and whose skills are as superb as performance art.
The number that can be obtained in the end is always very small, but they are all guys who are proficient in killing people and enjoy being able to kill people from the bottom of their hearts.
"Twinkle and twinkle, the sky is filled with little stars."
The dark room echoed with innocent children's songs, and the girl used her sweet singing voice to praise joy, joy, happiness, and a bit of innocence similar to Huaichun.[
"It hangs in the sky and shines brightly, like many little eyes."
The clouds covered all the moon and stars, and not even a single oil lamp was lit in the room. Even if all the doors were opened, it was difficult to see clearly that the darkness was filled with an unusual stench.
The stench like rust, the stench of excrement, the stench of the internal organs, and the stench of the brain are all mixed together and then fermented. Not only the sense of smell, but also the eyes, respiratory organs, and skin will be burned, creating a poisonous stench.
In the middle of the darkness and the stench, the girl who was singing happily was playing with the silk thread that gave off a faint red light with her slender fingers. The red thread that almost melted into the darkness was knotted with the girl's love and admiration, accompanied by dull moans.
He put his hands together and clapped his hands, and an innocent laugh escaped.
"It's done."
Overflowing with achievement and excitement, the girl stood up and cheered.
"It's done. It's done. It's finally done!"
With the cheers, the feet took out brisk dance steps, and the steps that should have been light became dull, and the carpet filled with liquid made a dull sound. "It's done, it's done." The cheers became more and more urgent.
, kept repeating as if it was broken, and the breathing became coquettish and lustful.
The clouds in the sky split open at this moment, and the bright moonlight poured into the room filled with an eerie atmosphere. Thanks to this, the girl's "masterpiece" was revealed under the light.
Huge [maggot].
A huge centipede-like object was said to be crawling on the ground, but the five-meter-long flesh-colored centipede seemed to be unable to control its body very well. Each segment of its body could not be fully coordinated, and it was just twisting and twisting crookedly.
"Ah? It's weird? Is it because you don't adapt? Let's work together. If we succeed, we won't have to worry about food, drink, or spiritual isolation."
The girl clenched her fists as if to cheer her up, but the [everyone] who was skewered like a centipede in front of her couldn't hear the encouragement. They were still twisting and turning randomly.
"Don't be like this. It's not easy for me to bring everyone together. It's hard work."
The human centipede connected by living people did not respond to the girl's screams. There were 7 guards and servants in the mansion. The knees and parts below the elbows were cut off. The eyes, ears, nose, tongue, lips, and sexual organs were all destroyed and removed. Then they were removed.
The human centipede, which is sewn together from its anus and face, has no coordination at all. It just twists and turns in pain on the carpet covered with blood on its hands and feet.
"Work harder."
The girl lovingly lifted the man's chin with her fingertips, knocked out the teeth, and let out a hollow and hoarse moan from the mouth with the tongue cut off.
"We are all the same~~~ There is no gender, no distinction between each other. Health, illness, happiness, sadness, wealth, poverty, everyone shares everything under the witness of the Mother Goddess~~~~~~~~Don't you think
Is this a very beautiful thing?"[
"Isn't it over yet? It's time. Moth."
The closed door was opened at some point, and the woman leaning on the door frame rudely interrupted the girl's prayer.
"Ah, it's a scorpion? Let me play with it a little more. Maybe I can succeed this time?"
"No need, it's going to be over soon."
As soon as the voice fell, the middle section of the body that lost too much blood fell to the ground. The already chaotic twisting of [Centipede] became more and more uncoordinated. It was only a matter of time before the rest of the body died due to blood loss and infection.
"The boss is almost done, get ready to assemble."
"What... I really don't understand the style."
The girl shrugged her shoulders as if complaining and waved her arms like lightning. The threads lurking inside the human body exploded. The bones and internal organs of the people who were still alive were torn out of the body. The remaining white gaps on the wall and floor were filled with the last bright red.
The body is covered with white fat, yellow-white brain, dark brown liver, and intestines scattered all over the floor.
"It's a pity that I couldn't witness the miracle in the end, but everyone was indifferent to each other until the end, and they were all exposed from heart to lungs, completely showing their true selves, which are completely different from the outside. It's gratifying, gratifying.
Congratulations."
Amidst the pure blessings, the girl picked up the organ at her feet and raised it to the moon hanging high in the night sky like a toast. The mass and blood splashed from her palm dripped across her wrist, dripping into her mouth, and overflowed from her charming lips.
Drizzle over the chin and suck into the inner side of the undeveloped breasts.
In this way, they become one.
The moth that is eating shows a pious and trance-like expression of prayer, and its childlike beauty is like a beast praising this bloody beauty.
Schmidt did not interfere too much with the meals of his subordinates. Although a profession like an assassin should end the attack as cleanly as possible, one cannot have such unrealistic hopes for a guy who is broken from the most fundamental place, especially
They are the group under him who do not follow rational calculations, or who seek art and faith from the act of killing like a guy with a broken head.
Acting according to instinct, hunting without distinction between good and evil is no different from that of insects. Hunting is not a need or a job. It is a pure instinct that has evolved. Now his lovely subordinates are following their instinct to eat without affecting their work.
Under the premise, I have no interest and free time to disturb them.
"Military explosions that are enough to destroy a small town, poisonous wine, poisoned bows and arrows and daggers... Oops, I can't help but want to praise you. It's really hard for you bunch of fallen knights to have such thorns on their shoulders."
How can a wooden head come up with such a piece of junk out of obscenity?"
Lieutenant Schmidt, the combat commander of the assassination force rhn, sneered. The plan that condensed the efforts of the "national savior" had fallen into his hands and became one of the many trophies. However, in the eyes of the Stasi assassins,
This plan that has been repeatedly corrected is just a piece of junk and has no more value than being used as combustible garbage.
The young boy in the military academy will also come up with something full of loopholes, but it won't be as ridiculous as this kind of tatters based on fantasy and obscenity.
Putting your hope on this kind of rags, hoping that the master will be beaten, the tentacles of ve company in all fields of this country will be cut off, and the past social system will be restored.
Should we praise their ambitions, or should we despise these prodigal sons with big head syndrome? This question really makes Lieutenant Schmidt scratch his head. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote at Qidian (), monthly vote,