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"Poof!" Gordon picked up the tip of his knife, dug out his heart, and looked up at a golden boy at the front, his eyes were as sharp as electricity.

"You want a blood card?" He asked in a deep voice, as if they heard the roar of a ferocious beast before hunting. The golden boy shook his throat and looked around helplessly, but no one paid attention to him.

"Answer me." Gordon gripped his heart and squeezed it with a bang, thick plasma squeezing out from between his fingers.

"I, I'm ......," the golden boy snorted back and shrunk.

"Do you still want it?" Gordon waved his hand suddenly, and his heart slashed in a swift straight line, slamming into the golden boy's face, and the juice flowed down the bridge of his nose.

The golden boy screamed in panic, and the wolf ran away.

"Who else wants?" Gordon grabbed his brown liver again, and his gaze shifted to another young man with a fierce expression.

"I-" The sturdy boy puffed up his chest, not to be outdone, to say a few words. But as soon as his eyes flickered, his throat was pressed against the tip of Sen Leng's knife, and he exclaimed, and his mouth was immediately stuffed into his liver. "Eat it!" He heard Gordon's cold voice repeat, "Eat or die!" ”

There was a dead silence all around, and everyone stared blankly at Gordon holding a knife in one hand and shoving his rotten liver into the mouth of the sturdy young man with the other. The sturdy young man choked in his throat, burst into tears, and finally collapsed to his knees.

Ge Ying glanced at Gordon and quietly walked out of the mortuary. How could a bunch of bunnies outlast a wolf? No. 13 played so beautifully that everyone was so frightened that it was impossible to join forces to exert pressure. Ge Ying's eyes flashed with resentment, if he wants to deal with No. 13, he will always find an opportunity.

Gordon let go of his hand and walked back to the dissecting table step by step, breathing deeply in the smell of blood emanating from the colorful organs. "Who else wants it now?" He spoke silently, the storm churning silently in his blue-gray pupils.

"Woo, I don't want it, woo woo, I don't want anything." The sturdy boy vomited as he got up and stumbled out. A few girls took the lead and ran out, the others immediately dispersed, and the remaining teenagers exchanged glances and left unwillingly.

"Wow, little stool, you are so majestic!" Saffron shook her fist excitedly, "The shape of my muscles just now is also very stylish, right?" ”

Freckles pouted: "Pull the wind? It's pretty much the same as it gets. ”

Atai scratched his head: "Is that a muscle, why does it look fat and soft?" ”

"Alas, there is not a lack of beauty in the world, but a lack of a pair of beautiful eyes." Saffron shook her head and sighed.

Atai patted Gordon: "Brother, it's hard for you, to scare them off with such a disgusting dissection." He had an apologetic look on his face, "I'm too useless to help at all." ”

"It's not disgusting." Gordon looked at Artey, and the cannon fodder who cared about his master was good cannon fodder, and it was worth continuing to invest. "Lord Blood Raven is right, dissection is indeed helpful for martial arts cultivation. If you have time, you should practice more and learn to control your movements. ”

"But the blood crow has bad intentions towards you! How can the words of the bad guys be believed? Saffron shook her head angrily, "Little stool, you are too kind and gullible. ”

"Who can tell what is good and bad? It is enough to distinguish between the good and the bad. Sometimes, the words of the bad guys are more useful. Gordon said indifferently, flicking the bloody corpse with tweezers. You see, every organ of the human body is like a delicate cog, connected by a belt-like blood vessel, which works together in harmony to become a perfect machine. If you want to disassemble the gears properly, you must control your gestures and forces precisely, and too much or too little force will damage the organs. ”

The cultivation of the skill school pays great attention to the control of martial arts, and the strength and angle of the moves are extremely subtle, and a difference of one point or one more point will affect the effect of the attack. Gordon realized in the process of dissection that dissection is extremely beneficial for improving control. It is no wonder that in ancient times, some technical schools even listed anatomy as a necessary training.

"Seeing what you said is so mysterious, I'll try it too!" With great interest, the saffron picked up a triangular knife and stirred it in the corpse.

"Red hair, are you stirring up dung?" Freckles quickly jumped away to avoid spilling the juice on his body.

"This is the bibimbap pose, and my mother used to make it for me." Atai smacked his lips wistfully.

"Poof!" Saffron accidentally picked out an abdominal muscle by the tip of the knife, splashed on Gordon's face, and stuck to the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, a young man sneakily poked his head out of the door and witnessed this scene.

"You...... You! Unexpectedly...... Eat corpses. The young man's face turned pale, and he pointed at Gordon in horror, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground.

"Eating corpses?" Several heads poked out after him, all of them with swords in their hands, all of them had just been brought from the training ground, trying to ambush Gordon outside the corpse hiding room.

Gordon picked up the purple muscle from the corner of his mouth and looked at the door with a smile: "Anyway, the assassin is not human, what does it matter?" ”

Several teenagers looked at him in despair for a moment, then suddenly ran away screaming. "No. 13 is eating people, he's eating human flesh, oh my God!" Crazy cries echoed through the silent tunnels.

"Sue sù for a secret, the 13th eats corpses!" - "No. 4 told me a terrible secret, and No. 13 hugged the corpse and kissed and ate!" "-"No. 5 told me a very terrible secret, and No. 13 held the corpse and raped it first and then ate it!" Really, he saw it with his own eyes at night! "The secret is outdated. The latest news is that there is a corpse that actually gave birth to a son for the 13th! ”

All of a sudden, Perverted Boy 13 became a well-known secret throughout the base, and Gordon also gained the nickname of "Ghoul".

"Hahahaha!" Hearing the panicked shouts outside, Saffron, Atay, and Freckles laughed in unison. Gordon couldn't help but laugh too, and he suddenly appeared, because of his cousin's depressed feelings, unconsciously soothed a little.

"Where's Tricy, why didn't she come?" Gordon asked.

"The silver fox sent someone to call her away, as if she failed the Sand Cave Clan's civilization assessment in the afternoon." Atai replied with some concern.

Saffron said angrily: "The old fox must be deliberately finding faults, Cuicui's cultural lessons have always been very good." ”

"Tracy?" Gordon's heart moved, and he fell into deep thought.

"Tracy?" Silver Fox looked up from the case that marked "Streisand" and asked kindly, "Or Streisand?" Which name should I call you? ”

It was the eerie execution chamber, where the spider and the leopard sat on either side of the silver fox, looking down on the girl condescendingly. The dazzling firefly light shone directly on that little face, so white that there was no trace of blood.