Death Inquisitor

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He regretted extremely why he chose to rest there. If it hadn't been for him, he wouldn't have met this pervert.

Of course, he was not the only one who had this idea. When Zhang Di found that he could not convince Kawada Ichiro, he immediately poured out all the anger in his heart on Wang Bin.

"It's all my fault, you idiot! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been caught by this pervert!" Zhang Di stared at Wang Bin with his eyes fixed on him.

In this matter, Wang Bin also knew that he indeed had to bear a lot of responsibility.

But now he himself is unlucky and in the same situation. In addition, Zhang Di had planned to sell them in order to get out of trouble, so Wang Bin also retorted unceremoniously: "You are a fool, you think I am willing! Now you are saying this Shit! What’s the use?”

Zhang Di also didn't expect that Wang Bin, who always obeyed his words in front of him, would have such a burden, dare to refute his words so directly, and dare to scold him back, and his face suddenly became very ugly.

While the two of them were still glaring at each other, the countless looks in their eyes, apart from pain, were filled with despair. After Ichiro Kawada cut his mouth, the knife began to roam around various parts of his body, and finally stopped at his lower body: "This place may damage my art, so I need to cut this place first." Get rid of it.”

Wu Shu's speechless mouth kept trying to open and close, as if he had something to say, but now he couldn't move at all and could only express it by shaking his head.

Seeing the panic in his eyes, Kawada Ichiro said disdainfully: "This is the bad quality of men. You are just food now, and you will die sooner or later. Why should you care about such unnecessary things? Or is it because you are facing this kind of thing in your heart? I attach too much importance to useless things. Look at me, I have cut off these unnecessary things a long time ago. Only in this way can I pursue my art wholeheartedly!"

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

"Let me go, the modern version of Dongfang Invincible?"

"Don't insult my idol, okay? This dead shemale can only be regarded as a eunuch at best, and he has no qualifications to compare with Dongfang Invincible."

"Um, upstairs, I want to ask, do you still have Little J?"

"I said, why do the scumbags from the Kingdom of the Sun have such deep resentment against Little J? Could it be that he was forced to eat before?"

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

While the discussion in the barrage area was still going on, Ichiro Kawada's knife had already opened Wu Shu's pants, and he felt the wind coming under him. Wu Shu's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and he kept struggling hard. , the body is like a live fish in a hot pot.

Kawada Ichiro smiled evilly, as if he saw something that made him very excited: "This is really great. With just one knife, you can get rid of all your shortcomings. Believe me, it doesn't take much." In time, you will feel the joy of becoming a work of art! ”

Wu Shu didn't have time to feel the so-called happiness, but he felt the pain first. Kawada Ichiro's knife was really fast, so Wu Shu didn't feel much about the knife scraping his penis, but the wave that followed He endured the pain of the subsequent wave of impact without any loss.

Blood stained his entire trousers. His body stiffened and then softened. Just when he was about to pass out, Kawada Ichiro stabbed his thigh at the most appropriate moment. One stab, and then a strong stir, Wu Shu suddenly woke up from the pain again.

Kawada Ichiro leaned against his ear and said softly: "You are very good food. If you just passed out like this, you wouldn't be able to bear a lot of pain. If you don't experience that kind of pain, your How can the blood flow into your flesh? The flesh that comes out is just dead flesh. I don’t need such a failed work of art.”

Wu Shu was unable to speak, and could only keep twisting his body. The eyes of the other two people were also full of fear, although they had not really been cut off by Kawada Ichiro. The most important thing part, but just seeing that exciting scene was enough to make their backs feel cold and their scalps numb.

And listening to what the people of the Sun Country meant, none of them could escape this knife. This was even more uncomfortable than killing them first.

Wang Bin immediately shouted to Ichiro Kawada: "You beast, if you can, just stab me to death. Stop doing such bluffing things here!"

Ichiro Kawada glanced at Wang Bin and chuckled: "Don't worry, you are the best ingredient, so it won't be your turn so soon. I want to leave you in the best condition."

Zhang Di's face was ashen, and he watched Ichiro Kawada start to cut Wu Shu's body. His body seemed to feel the pain that was deep in the bone marrow, and he was trembling involuntarily.

"Please, just kill me, kill me now." Zhang Di suddenly shouted loudly: "Kill me for the hell, I don't want to watch anymore, I don't want it!"

Ichiro Kawada, who was busy working on Wu Shu, acted as if he hadn't heard Zhang Di's words. He was concentrating on the large intestine in his hand. He had already disemboweled Wu Shu, but his technique was very good. Wu Shu Now he didn't die immediately, but he could still maintain his consciousness.

This is also the purpose of Ichiro Kawada, what he needs

Even the conscious brain still secretes various hormones in the body, because only in this way can the meat produced be truly the best work of art.

After placing Wu Shu's cut large intestine on the table, Kawada Ichiro 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 was a little blurry, but he could still hear what Ichiro Kawada said. He didn't know what it meant to be simple. It was just the pain coming from all parts of his body that had completely collapsed him. Until now, he I already wanted to die.

If there were no conditions for suicide, Wu Shu would rather stab himself dozens of times than suffer such extremely painful torture.

Kawada Ichiro slowly thrust into Wu Shu's neck. His hands were very steady and he was doing it very carefully. It was exactly what he said. He was doing it with the attitude of completing a work of art. thing. ..

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