"Oh, it's a pity that such a beauty was like that. I originally wanted to enjoy it first... but now it seems that I can only take this one and take it first."

He pulled out a knife from his chest pocket, licked the blade with his tongue, and looked at Xinmeng with a sick look.

This kind of performance made the word "enjoy" sound so chilling.

The big guy walked in, and a group of students who had been scared were quickly frightened and retreated into the corner.

Xinmeng was found just after making a secret call and was knocked out. She had bruises on her body and face. The students saw it and did not dare to resist.

The big guy grabbed Xinmeng's feet and dragged her away like a corpse.

"Teacher!" A student who had a good relationship with Xinmeng wanted to get up, but the person around her grabbed her and covered her mouth.

"Our only way is to wait for rescue!" another student who grabbed her and roared in a low voice.

But everyone who hears it can feel the tremolo in this sentence.

Sometimes being rational is the most painful.

The students could only watch Xinmeng being dragged into the "operating room".

But the operating room is written as the operating room, but it is actually read as the slaughterhouse, and the smell of blood on the door frame will not dissipate for a long time.

And inside, the doctor... no, it was the butcher, he stood in front of the huge metal table with various tools placed beside it.

Xinmeng was placed on it, her hands and feet were firmly clamped with the locks of the necklace on the metal table, and she could not move.

The butcher picked up the knife and slid slightly on Xinmeng's fair skin, but did not cut it off.

"What a complete skin... the moment I cut it open, it must feel very good."

When the big guy at the door heard this, he knew that the pervert was sick again and urged him: "Hurry up, don't be too lazy, otherwise you will never be able to enjoy it in your life when you get to prison."

"Talking." The butcher was dissatisfied with his state being broken.

But this is still useful.

He stopped talking about his ink, and a blood mark appeared on Xinmeng's arm with a knife.

"What are you doing?" the big guy looked at his meaningless knife and questioned.

The butcher replied coldly: "This is my last concession, I like to hear the sound of pain."

A wisp of black and red energy appeared on his scalpel. This stroke just now could double the stimulation and pain, enough to wake up the person in a mild coma.

"Cough! Cough!" Xinmeng's eyes suddenly opened and widened, as if she was awakened by a nightmare.

She coughed violently twice as if she was drowning.

But when she reacted, she found that the reality on this end was the nightmare.

The pain that followed made her expression turn to pain before she could even surprise her.

"That's right~" The butcher looked at this scene and his heart was filled with joy. "I really look forward to how painful you will make next... Or will you faint because you roll your eyes because you are too painful? Don't worry, I will wake you up again with kindness~"

"Doctor! Hurry up!" the big guy outside the door couldn't help but yell.

Those standing guard outside have noticed signs of being approached.

"I said this was my final concession!" But unexpectedly, the doctor was tough, he seemed to care about whether he was not money or not. The reason why he joined this organization was for the sake of now.

The scalpel in his hand was angrily pierced on the table by him, just less than an inch from Xinmeng's head. If you get closer, Xinmeng's ears may not be protected.

"Ah!" The cold air on the blade seemed to have cut on Xinmeng's cheek, causing her to scream unconsciously.

The butcher suddenly turned around, "That's right, this is what you need..."

He finally turned around and warned the big guy not to disturb him again with his eyes.

Then he put his attention back on Xinmeng, and Xinmeng was looking at her with horror.

Unfortunately, this look would not arouse any pity from any butcher. The tip of his knife gently slid on her abdomen, cutting off the clothes, revealing the flat belly inside.

"Ah~ What a beautiful belly, I have to say, you have a very good figure."

The tip of the knife replaced the butcher's fingers and rubbed them on it.

Xinmeng was so anxious that she burst into tears. This behavior made her feel pain and humiliation at the same time.

The tip of the knife goes deeper little by little, very slowly, but the pain is not, it grows exponentially every second.

The black and red energy on the scalpel continues to invade, stimulating the pain.

"No...no...ah!" Xinmeng wanted to shout, but the pain made her only syllable in the end.

Her body twitched unconsciously because of pain, but because she was firmly fixed, she could only bear this increasingly intense pain.

"No...want..." Her voice became weaker and weaker.

After the pain came, she no longer had the energy to care about the miserable condition of her abdomen.

She just wanted to faint soon, or let the executioner give her some fun.

"I hope...the police can save the other children..."

She suddenly wanted to hold on for a little longer, which might delay the time.

The butcher was also happy, "Very good, I just like the obedient guy like you."

But with excessive blood loss, Xinmeng's breath became weaker and weaker, and she was no longer able to hold on as long as she wanted.

"That's it..." Xinmeng finally closed her eyes.

I feel... Compared with the fear of death, it seems not that scary, including the pain just now...

This is the common feeling of everyone when they die.

Only in this way can people realize that...the fear of death is actually a kind of tenderness in the world, but it is a bit rough. He makes the living live and the dead calm.

The sounds from the outside world are getting smaller and smaller, and the light disappears little by little. Death is not that scary, but for people, it is just too quiet.

I just feel so lonely. She is the only one in this darkness. I thought there would be many ghosts I didn’t know who could chat together... and talk about the past...

As he thought about it, Xinmeng in the dark suddenly cried.

All this was too sudden... Not long ago, she had a fuss with her best friend every day. At night, she heard her best friend complaining to her that a guy was a tidy guy. Sometimes she would joke that she could do it, and then she would cause her best friend to make an angry fight.

It was all my fault for being delayed and piled up a lot of work, which made her leave a few days later.

"I'm sorry for myself..." she said mockingly.

Just like that...let consciousness disappear.

"Xinmeng...Xinmeng..."

In the dark, someone seemed to be calling her name.

Is it a revolving lantern? Is it Yuxi calling her?

But the shouting became clearer and clearer, and in the end it changed from two words to three words.

"Sister Xinmeng?"

Her face seemed to be being patted, so she thought to open her eyes again, ah... it turned out to be that wooden head.

"Luo..." But it's okay, at least he's an acquaintance, so finally say hello.

But caught off guard, the other party stuffed a bottle into her mouth first.
Chapter completed!