Chapter 22 Section five
The miserable voice was not loud, like a sigh.
Scythe still heard it.Also heard who sent it.He felt an ice-like sadness seeping into every pore of his body.He felt his body and mind separate.His soul wanted to believe that the cry was only a dream.sleep again.sleep.Don't bother.Sleeping, everything is fine...
The body has rushed out of the door.
The hall of "Wannianchun" is full of chilling silence.
The sickle protruded half of its body from the railing of the corridor on the third floor and looked down.Fingers sank into the wood of the railing.Blood oozed from the seams of the nails.Breathing stops.Eyes that cannot shed tears are covered with a thin layer of sad frost.
Qu Lin was still standing, her hands were still clinging to the wooden railings on both sides of the stairs, she was determined not to let anyone climb up until she stopped breathing.
Her dress was torn.A rough knife-hilt stood on the beautiful bared breast.The tip of the knife reveals her equally beautiful back.
The ten fingers of Scythe still gripped the railing.Those fingers had caressed that breast and back.Many nights.Warm touch.And she was never warm again.The beautiful body that had given him such joy was about to rot and disappear.
Eighteen men looked up and saw the fat body with the sickle head naked.The one in the lead—that is, the owner of the knife—stretched his legs and kicked Qu Lin in the stomach.Stiff fingers come loose.The lifeless female body collapsed.
The man stepped on Qu Lin's chest and pulled out the knife, then climbed up the stairs.The people who followed also stepped on Qu Lin's dead body.They seemed to treat her like a rug.
—stepping into the carpet of a bloody festival.
Sickle kept watching.He stared at every foot that stepped on Qu Lin's body, at the knife edge that stopped bleeding, and at the lifeless eyes.Every time he looked at him, it was like a needle had been stabbed in his heart, and he wanted to punish himself.
The eighteen people who were climbing the stairs had no expression on their faces.It was as cold as eighteen murderous knives in their hands.Eighteen hearts were beating wildly.Sicklehead is a legend who can breathe and walk.They will end this legend with their own hands.And then they themselves will become legends...
A huge shadow loomed over their heads.
They looked up in horror and saw what it was.
A man jumped down from upstairs.A very fat, very fat naked man.
"Why? All men in Piaocheng want me! Why don't you want me?" "..." "I don't care! I know you are sad now, but I don't care who died! I just want you..." "..." "Everyone thinks I'm an evil woman! I don't care! As long as you hold me, I won't be a good woman!" "You go. I'm just a disaster. Look at her...she's not even the first..." "Hold me, just once, I am willing to die!" "But……" "You can say anything, but please don't mention your fourth brother! You still don't understand? I followed him just to see you more...I have always only had you in my eyes...As long as you nod, I will Go and tell him right now, you don't have to open your mouth..." "..." "What are you afraid of? You can face all these knives naked, but you are afraid to hug me? Afraid that I love you? Afraid to admit that you love me?" ——Too beautiful things, I am afraid to get.Because I'm afraid of losing.
Before Di Bin stepped into the front door of "Wannianchun", he could already smell the thick smell of blood.A strong sense of ominousness made him quicken his pace.More than thirty subordinates also ran from behind to follow. People gathered in front of the "Wannianchun" painted vermilion gate.All young people in their teens.Many of them had bare arms with crude tattoos.A pair of fists wrapped in black cloth.Di Bin knew that they were all supporters of the "Champion of Boxing". They turned their backs to the street, and stood blankly watching the scene in the front hall of "Wannianchun".The blood became thicker, and Di Bin grabbed the shoulder of one of the young men.The boy turned around.A face pale with fright. The kid suddenly saw Di Liuye in front of him, with his shoulders still on his shoulders, and immediately felt his knees go weak, and hurriedly told his companion to get out of the way. Then Di Bin saw what happened in "Wannianchun". Blood.There was blood all over the floor.There are also tables and chairs, window paper, steps, railings...even the big lamp hanging high above the hall is stained with blood. corpse. Qu Lin's body was still lying on the stairs.There are several clear shoe prints on the pale body.The incision on the chest is shrinking. And she was the most complete of these corpses. Di Bin looked at the one closest to the door for a while before he was sure that it was a dead person.It's like being rolled back and forth many times by a big rock, and some parts are pressed to only an inch thick. Another lost its head.To be precise, it is more than half of the head.Only the ears and chin remain.The entire tongue is exposed.Di Bin imagined how it happened: a powerful palm reached into the man's mouth, lifted his upper jaw, and forcibly tore off the upper half of his head. Di Bin didn't look at it any more.He already knew who had killed all these people—only a very heavy man could do this to the corpses. He couldn't help taking a step forward, almost slipped and fell - he stepped on an unknown internal organ. But what made him stop breathing was the picture in the center of the hall: In the sea of corpses and blood, Sickle sat cross-legged naked, closing his eyes and panting violently.Ning Xiaoyu, who was also naked, sat on his lap with her back turned, her arms were raised high around his neck, and the sharp point of her breasts stood out high towards the crowd.The palm of Sickle supported her slowly twisting and turning waist.The vulva is close to the vulva.Ejaculation mixed with blood.She bit her lower lip, and let out a small cry like a child crying from between her teeth. These two bodies, black and white, are quietly intertwined in the hall full of death, presenting a primitive and terrifying beauty.The young people who admired the "Champion of Boxing" felt it, and the young penises were excited and erected under the pants. For a moment, Di Bin felt as if his head was blank, but it seemed to be full of various emotions: relief, jealousy, disgust, anxiety, disappointment, shame... Di Bin walked over slowly.The pool of blood on the ground stuck to his every step.He took off his filthy robe and covered them both. "Fifth Brother..." Lian Shou and Ning Xiaoyu seem to have fallen into a state of trance.Unaware of everything around him. "Fifth Brother..." Di Bin shook Sickleshou's shoulder.
"Why? All men in Piaocheng want me! Why don't you want me?" "..." "I don't care! I know you are sad now, but I don't care who died! I just want you..." "..." "Everyone thinks I'm an evil woman! I don't care! As long as you hold me, I won't be a good woman!" "You go. I'm just a disaster. Look at her...she's not even the first..." "Hold me, just once, I am willing to die!" "But……" "You can say anything, but please don't mention your fourth brother! You still don't understand? I followed him just to see you more...I have always only had you in my eyes...As long as you nod, I will Go and tell him right now, you don't have to open your mouth..." "..." "What are you afraid of? You can face all these knives naked, but you are afraid to hug me? Afraid that I love you? Afraid to admit that you love me?" ——Too beautiful things, I am afraid to get.Because I'm afraid of losing.
Before Di Bin stepped into the front door of "Wannianchun", he could already smell the thick smell of blood.A strong sense of ominousness made him quicken his pace.More than thirty subordinates also ran from behind to follow. People gathered in front of the "Wannianchun" painted vermilion gate.All young people in their teens.Many of them had bare arms with crude tattoos.A pair of fists wrapped in black cloth.Di Bin knew that they were all supporters of the "Champion of Boxing". They turned their backs to the street, and stood blankly watching the scene in the front hall of "Wannianchun".The blood became thicker, and Di Bin grabbed the shoulder of one of the young men.The boy turned around.A face pale with fright. The kid suddenly saw Di Liuye in front of him, with his shoulders still on his shoulders, and immediately felt his knees go weak, and hurriedly told his companion to get out of the way. Then Di Bin saw what happened in "Wannianchun". Blood.There was blood all over the floor.There are also tables and chairs, window paper, steps, railings...even the big lamp hanging high above the hall is stained with blood. corpse. Qu Lin's body was still lying on the stairs.There are several clear shoe prints on the pale body.The incision on the chest is shrinking. And she was the most complete of these corpses. Di Bin looked at the one closest to the door for a while before he was sure that it was a dead person.It's like being rolled back and forth many times by a big rock, and some parts are pressed to only an inch thick. Another lost its head.To be precise, it is more than half of the head.Only the ears and chin remain.The entire tongue is exposed.Di Bin imagined how it happened: a powerful palm reached into the man's mouth, lifted his upper jaw, and forcibly tore off the upper half of his head. Di Bin didn't look at it any more.He already knew who had killed all these people—only a very heavy man could do this to the corpses. He couldn't help taking a step forward, almost slipped and fell - he stepped on an unknown internal organ. But what made him stop breathing was the picture in the center of the hall: In the sea of corpses and blood, Sickle sat cross-legged naked, closing his eyes and panting violently.Ning Xiaoyu, who was also naked, sat on his lap with her back turned, her arms were raised high around his neck, and the sharp point of her breasts stood out high towards the crowd.The palm of Sickle supported her slowly twisting and turning waist.The vulva is close to the vulva.Ejaculation mixed with blood.She bit her lower lip, and let out a small cry like a child crying from between her teeth. These two bodies, black and white, are quietly intertwined in the hall full of death, presenting a primitive and terrifying beauty.The young people who admired the "Champion of Boxing" felt it, and the young penises were excited and erected under the pants. For a moment, Di Bin felt as if his head was blank, but it seemed to be full of various emotions: relief, jealousy, disgust, anxiety, disappointment, shame... Di Bin walked over slowly.The pool of blood on the ground stuck to his every step.He took off his filthy robe and covered them both. "Fifth Brother..." Lian Shou and Ning Xiaoyu seem to have fallen into a state of trance.Unaware of everything around him. "Fifth Brother..." Di Bin shook Sickleshou's shoulder.