Death Inquisitor

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His knife penetrated Wang Bin's chest from both sides quickly and accurately, and bright red blood flowed out in an instant. Wang Bin felt as if his body was penetrated by the two knives at the same time. He screamed in agony, his eyes widened, and his eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes. The pain hit his head directly, causing him extreme pain.

Ichiro Kawada nodded, as if he was very satisfied with Wang Bin's screams, and his voice became gentle again: "Although you can no longer become the best work of art, your screams can still Please me, so scream, scream as hard as you can. Don’t worry, my knife will avoid all your vital points. You still have a lot of time and strength to scream until your blood dries up... …You will die.”

After hearing what Ichiro Kawada said, Wang Bin cursed loudly: "I'm a stupid idiot, what do you want to do!? You could just kill me with one knife. Why are you still torturing me like this? Why don’t you tell me that I can no longer be used as food and become your work of art? Why are you doing this, you pervert!”

Kawada Ichiro's face was as usual. He never cared about how others would scold him. In his opinion, this was just a compliment to the life of these ingredients before they died. They were not willing to die. As an excellent chef, he You need to endure these things. In any case, these people are actually dedicating themselves to their art. He can completely ignore such insults.

So he turned a deaf ear and did not pull out the two knives from Wang Bin's body. Instead, he picked up the two Ning Wai knives on the table. He put his eyes on Wang Bin's abdomen and said sincerely. : "Please believe me, I will never let you die before all these eighteen knives enter your body."

Perhaps because he thought about why Wang Bin could not become a work of art, his eyes moved to Zhang Di again, and he said in a low voice: "I think you'd better not choose to be like him, otherwise, I will Thirty-six stabs were stabbed into your body, and I guarantee you won’t die.”

Zhang Di's body trembled. This was countless times more terrifying than becoming food. There were so many knives in his body, but he still couldn't die. It was simply the greatest torture to him. Just thinking about that situation, Zhang Di was able to control himself not to leak out the liquid that shouldn't be leaked like Wang Bin.

Seeing that Zhang Di was intimidated by him, Kawada Ichiro's eyes continued to look at Wang Bin's belly, he laughed evilly, and quickly inserted the knife into Wang Bin's body with both hands.

"ah!"

The pain made Wang Bin scream, and more blood flowed out. His whole body was stained red with blood, and blood continued to flow out from the corners of his mouth due to the damage to his body.

The large amount of blood loss made Wang Bin's brain dizzy and his consciousness became a little blurry. Unfortunately, these things were already under Kawada Ichiro's control, so before he lost consciousness, Kawada Ichiro had almost no After a pause, there were fourteen more knives left, all of which were inserted into Wang Bin's body, which looked very frightening.

Wang Bin's entire body had hilts left outside in various places, but at this time, he was still not dead. Just like Kawada Ichiro said, he would not die so easily.

Even at this time, he still retained a trace of clear consciousness. As he said, Kawada Ichiro would not die so easily until he lost most of his blood.

The ground of the entire cabin was stained red with blood. Of the three living people, only the last one was left. Wang Bin died after failing to hold on for much longer. But for a person who had been stabbed with so many knives, he had lived a very long life.

Now only Zhang Di was left, and Kawada Ichiro's attention was all focused on him. He had already ruined a very good ingredient before, but now he didn't want to ruin the second one.

"No... don't do this... I beg you, don't kill me, okay? I can give you money, lots and lots of money, and I can also send you more ingredients, as long as you let me go this time. ...Please, please let me go..."

Zhang Di begged and said that he was trying it at the end. Maybe he knew in his heart that there was no other big meaning in doing so, but at this point, no matter what, he had to guard against it. He didn't want to die, let alone die in such a miserable way.

He still had so much money that he hadn't spent, and he still had so many good days that he hadn't lived. It was really unjust for him to die here like this.

Kawada Ichiro looked at him with interest: "You said you can get me more ingredients?"

Zhang Di's face suddenly became ecstatic. He thought he had hope that he could continue to live. He nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yes, what I said is true. As long as you are willing to let me go, I will I can bring more people here to become your food, I am actually very powerful outside!"

Kawada Ichiro lowered his head, as if thinking.

Zhang Di almost didn't dare to pause, his mouth was like a machine gun: "I'm telling the truth, Kawada-kun, if you think about it, if you were the only one, it would be impossible to get so many ingredients. The risk is small and the risk is very high. You may have problems at any time, but I am different. I have been doing this for many years. I know what to do is the safest way. My subordinates are still Someone..."

Listening to Zhang Di's rapid-fire words, Kawada Ichiro's smile gradually widened: "I have to say, what you said makes me excited. What I long for most is more ingredients. If you are really willing to help me, If so, that would be the best, of course I can let you go, but you..."

Zhang Di's face, which was originally filled with joy, suddenly became stiff at this moment, but these two words can already explain a lot of problems. ..

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