Chapter 41: The Counterattack of the Sewing Needle

Because I was covered in bone blades and shielded from view, I didn't see with my own eyes what the battle between the wildly growing bone blades and Ikegami was like, only the harsh grinding sounds, the crashing of metal, the cracking of walls, and ...... The howl of the pool as the bone blade pierced into the flesh.

Hearing this, I can't help but despise the kid on the pond, dragging it like a cold-blooded killer peerless war god, and now it's not like howling like killing a pig, my brother didn't call it so ** when he cut it with a thousand knives just now......

Because of the lack of a continuous supply of nutrients, and the unrestricted wild growth itself, this batch of bone blades did not last long before they began to wither and die, and their movements changed from sluggish and stiff to completely inactive, and then quickly disintegrated and weathered into debris, but in a few minutes, it also avoided the danger of suffocation and death of me who was crushed underneath.

"Phew!" Struggling to poke my head out of the bone debris more than half a foot deep, I was startled by the scene in front of me, the whole corridor was like it had just been trampled by a herd of frightened bison, I couldn't find a complete artifact, the floor, the walls and the ceiling, have been polished and scraped beyond recognition by the crazy bone blade, some places can already see the steel bars laid in the concrete when building the house, and the wall on the side near the study is even more severe, I don't know if it was because of cutting corners or other reasons, the wall here was directly knocked down, through the big hole in the wall, I could see that in the messy study, Jiang Shasha's wrists and ankles were strung together by a bloodstained thin thread, huddled in a corner and struggling, while holding a knife in his hand, slowly approaching the sewing needle, seemed to have been implicated in the collapse of the wall, and now half buried in the rubble wall skin and decorative materials.

As for the skinning knife Ikeshang, at this time I look like the two victims of the serial murder case with the same way of death, and the same horrific corpses, probably the only difference is that Ya is a little more desolate than me, his body is a dozen broken bone blades, the blood flows like a river, more gas out, less intake, the powerful mechanical right hand has been broken in half, the first half is out of the body, and the rest is flashing with electric sparks, relying on a little skin and flesh to connect the crumbling slump on the arm, it seems that it is going to fail.

Seeing the miserable appearance of Chishang who was about to die at any time, I finally felt relieved, turned over comfortably and changed to a comfortable position, waiting for the genetic aggregate and biological armor to repair my body, although I also wanted to help Jiang Shasha, but now we still don't move, fortunately, the black dog kid solves the problem of only brute force canning opener, and the rest is waiting for him to save us......

"Hehe, I didn't expect that I would be the one who picked up the bargain in the end!"

A contrived fake laugh rang out, and unlike before, it did contain a little ecstasy about winning the lottery.

Sewing needles, the woman crawled out of the rubble, first looked at me cautiously and vigilantly, and made sure that I was indeed in a crippled state that could not even lift my arms, and then she couldn't wait to walk towards Ikegami.

"Hmph, you have today!" the sewing needle's eyes flashed with a vicious light, looking at his boss like a sloppy dog looking at a dying prey, and then stomped heavily on Ikegami's stomach with his feet in high-heeled leather shoes.

The high heel pierced the wound on the pool, and the one that hurt was so badly injured that he couldn't even shout The grandson inhaled and shrank into a shrimp ball, and the pool glared at his subordinate who was adding fuel to the fire with fierce eyes, but the guttural voice that was stuck in his throat already showed that he was already a waste man who couldn't play any tricks except killing you with his eyes.

"Very well, it seems that you really don't have the power to fight back. The sewing needle was very satisfied with Ikegami's futile and desperate resistance, and showed the knife to the skinning brother who had spoken of him a few minutes ago: "Take your life and your right hand back, and I should be able to carry out a secondary transformation and become a new skinning knife, right?"

If I heard this on another occasion, I would definitely want to think about a movie that was not suitable for children in my head, but now it sounds like it can only make my hair stand on end, and my whole body is cold, this woman can even stomp her seriously injured and dying concubine mercilessly, and when she finishes dealing with Chishang, will she still let me go?

"Are you wondering why I should kill him first and then you?" the sewing needle turned her head slightly, and her eyes fell on me, who couldn't move.

"Yes, it's weird!" I nodded quickly, but I already loved the basic premise that the villain likes to talk to death, and I must say more!

The sewing needle squatted down, and her slender fingers gently stroked the wound on Ikegami's body, looking for a place that could cause great pain to this grandson, but not to be fatal with one blow: "Hmph! If I want to kill him first, I naturally have a reason to kill him first, don't look at him as defeated in your hands, but you are far inferior to him in terms of danger, if you know his past, you will know, as long as you give him a chance, he may kill me, just like a poisonous snake cut into two sections, you can't be careless at all before he completely dies, as for you, hehe, it's just a waste with better luck and equipment than him......"

The sewing needle found the right position, and with a single stab, Ikegami spasmed twice, and blood spurted from his mouth, but he did not immediately lose his breath.

"Why, you insert me so many times, you can't let me insert it once?" The sewing needle covered her mouth and chuckled: "It's not over yet, I have to insert it a few more times to enjoy it! You have told me this several times, and each time it makes people hurt for several days!"

I listened to this self-talk that is comparable to a little yellow film, and I want to bite my tongue and kill myself immediately, this spiritual pollution can't be cured! What should we do if we have a psychological shadow on women in the future?

It's a pity that this girl didn't plan to let me go, and said to me: "As for you, I plan to bring it back alive, this kind of creature-like equipment on your body seems to be very powerful, and it is naturally a great achievement to hand it over to the research institute, but your recovery speed seems to be very fast! He can't speak, but you have already begun to delay time with nonsense, for the sake of safety, it is better to cut off your hands and feet, and only bring back your head and torso! Don't worry, he will deal with you immediately, and he will not give you much time to ......

"You've got enough nonsense!" Jiang Shasha, who suffered a big loss because she had no equipment and was thrown aside with her hands and feet, finally bit off the thread with her teeth, pulled her limbs hard, and finally snorted in pain and got out of the thin thread that strung her hands and feet, and then struggled to stand up despite the bloody penetrating injuries on her wrists and ankles.

In the face of this defeated man, the sewing needle naturally did not feel any nervousness, and sneered contemptuously with interest: "It's up to you, what can you do when you stand up?"

Boom! There was a dull cannon shot, and a cannonball composed of water vapor suddenly shot from outside the window that I had already kicked and shattered, hitting a bookshelf and exploding with a bang, and the air wave frightened the sewing needle to quickly bow its head and dodge.

"It's finally here," Jiang Shasha also breathed a sigh of relief: "It's really slow enough." ”

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