"I know very well what a girl will do, so don't try it. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Hayley's eyes were calm, and even a little impatient, as if she was laughing at Jeff's dying throes.

Hayden's back was pressed against the wall, and he slowly stood up, the camera focused on Jeff, and his footsteps slowly moved in the direction of Hayley, as if leading the audience to Hayley's position to observe Jeff's every move, and then he saw Jeff's poor and pathetic struggle, his hands were pulled above his head, and he was firmly attached to the table leg on the other side with a rope, looking down from a high place, as if he had raised his hands in surrender, and then used the strength of his abdomen to try to lift his upper body, but only a little, the bound hands restrict his movements.

Jeff pressed his chin against his chest, trying to keep his gaze parallel to Hayley, but from Hayden's point of view, Jeff's chin was piled up with layers of flesh and skin, not to mention handsome and handsome, he couldn't bear to look at it directly, and the fine sweat shone faintly between the layers of skin; The dry lips and the sweat on the tip of the nose complemented each other, and the eyes flashed with bitter pleading...... Ugly, dirty, small, humble.

Hayden maintained a half-squatting position, trying not to lose his balance, while taking steps, he slowly stood up straight, and when he walked behind Hayley, he completely straightened his body, and then stretched out his left foot to probe, and found a small wooden staircase, he stepped lightly on it, pulling it up step by step, and finally the whole person was above Hayley's head, and even raised the camera above his head with both hands, looking at every change in Jeff from the perspective of God.

In this moment, he is God, and Jeff is the sinner to be judged.

"I didn't do it, God, I didn't do it! I swear! Jeff cried out in desperation, crying, howling, screaming, out of breath, his whole being was so fragmented that he couldn't even organize his voice effectively, "Anything, please!" Please don't do that! Using the last of his strength, Jeff lifted his upper body fiercely and shouted desperately at Hayley, "Anything! Pee on me,/me to eat glass, I don't care, anything goes! Tears, snot and saliva were mixed together, splashing in disgusting places, the desperate howl trembling in fear, every muscle and line of the body was full of shame, but it didn't matter anymore at this time, he wanted to live, he just wanted to live, "You can say anything you want me to say to the police/prosecutor, please......"

The voice could no longer continue to support, and gradually lowered, leaving only a heart-gnawing mess, repeating angrily, "Please, please...... Anything, anything, please......"

Hayden slowly zoomed in the camera, gradually zooming in, Jeff's blue eyes that had become cloudy gradually became clearer, hidden behind a hazy tear was the light of humiliation, pain, hardship and despair, the dying moaning kept repeating, "Please, please......" The low sobs made his voice turn into fragments, as if his armor and his mask were peeling off little by little, gradually revealing the appearance of a soul hidden in the depths.

Hayden was a little unbearable, such a picture was really too cruel.

Hayden slowly walked down the stairs, locking the camera on Hayley's side face, and then Hayley took a step, he followed Hayley step by step, standing on tiptoe and bending his knees slightly, struggling to keep himself and Hayley's line of sight, but not revealing his voice, and then slightly quickened his pace, and took a backward posture to shoot Hayley's side face, the camera pulled slightly to the right, and the piece of fish meat at the far end entered the field of vision.

Jeff turned his head and looked at Hayley's figure in surprise, but his figure was blurred in Hayden's shot, looking like a dying, lingering reservoir dog.

Hayden's camera follows Hayley's footsteps to the lobby, grabs the laptop, and then stands in place, watching Hayley return to the studio, the voices of the two men coming from inside again. The camera begins to lose focus, and only a hazy halo can be seen, but the bargaining between Jeff and Hayley is extremely clear-

Hayley asks Jeff to send an email to Ginaire to confess that she is a child/fetish, and then she just leaves, nothing will happen. Jeff erupted.

One second, Jeff seemed to be on the verge of death, and the next second, Jeff released all his life force, struggled with all his strength, and shouted hoarsely, "Please let me go!" Please don't castrate! Please! Please! Roar, one after another, despair thickened little by little, and then lost the ability to speak, leaving only a roar, "Ah...... Ahhhh......h Yes! Ahhh......h

Figures were not visible in the blurry footage, except for the echoing of voices and the trivial sound of the table colliding with the ground as it struggled. The surging halo made Hayden hold his breath, and the cold that penetrated deep into his soul made him grit his teeth to prevent the cold shiver that burst out involuntarily and began to shake the camera.

At this moment, Jeff finally completely turned red, stripped of all cover, and the true appearance of his soul was exposed without any cover, fragile, humble, and cowardly.

Then, Hayden took another step, first pulling the focus back on Jeff and Hayley again, and then he began to return to the studio.

Jeff's shirt was already soaked with sweat, even his hair was stuck to his forehead, and his blurred eyes had completely dispersed, except for gray, or gray, and there was no emotion in the gray patch, as if he could clearly feel that the power had been withdrawn from his body, but there was only a trace of vitality left, so that he would not be unconscious, not to die, as if Ling Chi was tortured, from time to time to give the criminal a little sweetness, to maintain his vitality, so that the pain could continue, tortured to death.

Hayley stood at the end of the table, holding a scalpel and a small steel basin in her hand, with her back to Jeff, and then turned her head, revealing a side face, the shadow under her eyes echoed with a trace of unbearability, and a little dazed, but she pursed her lips and seemed to reclear her thoughts, "I shouldn't have played tricks on you like this, I shouldn't have made you think there was any hope." The almost murmuring sound slowly dissipated in the air like a wisp of green smoke, and then, Hayley walked to the side, picked up the medical book, and officially entered the operation stage.

Hayden walked to his left-hand side, step by step, this time to the direction of Jeff's head, looked at Hayley from Jeff's point of view, and then slowly crouched down, resting his hips on his heels, capturing every change in Hayley's eyes from the bottom up.

It's like...... As if looking up to the Inquisitor from hell, the scythe of death slashed mercilessly, cutting off one life after another.

In Hayden's shot, Jeff lies boredly on the table, giving up resistance, giving up screaming, and it seems that even breathing has given up; Hayley is flipping through the medical book, finally confirming all the steps, trying to comfort Jeff, and then explaining the steps to Jeff, hoping that Jeff can cooperate, otherwise if something goes wrong, it may really be death.

In the camera, Jeff slowly tilts his head back, showing an upside-down posture, the desolation and despair are so turbulent, and then he slowly lies down again, looking at the ceiling serenely, no matter what Hayley says, he doesn't react.

Hayden stood up again and focused on Jeff in a close-up, and Hayley's voice could be heard outside the camera, "Do I start left or right first?" "Castration, it's begun." Well, that's on the right. ”

Then Hayden saw Jeff's pupils slowly recondense together, his breathing stopped in an instant, and the muscles of his face tightened little by little, as if every muscle in his body was straining, and the extremely stretched jaw curve actually began to tremble slightly, sweat slowly seeped out, his cheeks and nose began to gradually turn red, and his pupils instantly condensed into a black spot, and then they spread out like a starburst, even if there was no sound, you could clearly feel the pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

The hands holding the camera couldn't help but shake slightly, the sweat oozing out was a little slippery, but Hayden still held his breath, slowly zoomed in the camera, Hayley re-entered the camera, and then he began to walk around the makeshift operating table. First Hailey's attentive expression, then Jeff's soul-tearing expression, followed by Hailey's eloquent expression, the camera captured the castration surgery on the big screen, although nothing could be seen clearly, only a bright red, but still disgusting, and then Jeff's empty expression.

"That's it! We're halfway there! It's been overcome! Hayley said excitedly, letting out a long breath.

Jeff's cheeks were already covered with sweat, and even the roots of his hair were soaked, as if he had just been fished out of the water, but he didn't have any expression, no demeanor, no emotion in his eyes, "Can you stop?" Please? He whispered.

"Some men only have one ball in their life, and it doesn't seem to have much of an impact. At least that's what I've read, so if I keep one, it doesn't seem like a punishment is enough. Hayley said seriously.

Hayden's camera locked on Jeff's cheek, the sweat-soaked cheeks began to breathe rapidly, more and more rapidly, and then the whole throat was locked, even if he opened his mouth wide and breathed hard, but no air entered his lungs, the pain swept like a tsunami, his throat was completely blocked, he could only hang his chin and keep trying to breathe, but the feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger, and his face began to turn purple, The hideous, distorted face looked like it had been devoured by a demon and its soul was turning into a devil.

Fear, rushing in the face! (To be continued.) )