The wooden table in front of me, in the center of the living room, had been blown by the warm wind for a long time, and the table top no longer looked cold. ±≦

After receiving Kurosawa's promise, and before Kim Taeyeon, who was stunned, could react, I swung my arm straight and laid the palm of my left hand flat on the table. The right arm was raised with maximum amplitude, and the sharp blade hung over my head.

I don't know if I paused at this moment, I only remember that at this moment I sighed: after delaying for so long, there is no way to drag Jiang Xijun over safely. After so long, I have to pay something to make no one except me no longer hurt.

The exclamation was over, and I gave my brain one last decisive command, which was delivered quickly. In the next moment, the right arm began to fall downward with the sound of the wind.

The beautiful blade of the butterfly knife first cut a small arc in the air, and then hit the skin. The thin skin and soft tissue under the skin do not cause any stagnation on the blade. It sliced through the weak barrier and collided with a bone made of calcare. Obviously, bones with a lot of gaps are also no match for high-density blades. Eventually, it pierced through the wooden table...... Penetrating.

The sound of tearing and a hidden crunch swept through every corner of the room.

The entire living room was so quiet that the steel needles could be heard on the ground. This terrible silence merges with the unique sound of my place...... No, there was a sound, the sound of liquid dripping on the wooden tabletop.

Start with the very beginning. Call it a day. The little finger of the left hand that has followed me for a long, long time. Finally left me completely, and there was no longer any connection.

Scarlet blood. It was swarming outward, and it came out of the base of the little finger and slammed into the body of the butterfly knife that was still standing on the table. The surface of the blade has been specially treated, leaving no trace of blood. All the blood flowed down the blade of the knife onto the table. In a short time, it was a puddle near the base of my little finger. Then, along the beautiful texture of the wooden tabletop, continue to penetrate outward and spread!

The red curtain of the stage was closed again. Perform. Successfully concluded.

After watching my performance, what was Kurosawa's expression? What is Kim Tae-yeon's expression like? What were the expressions of the thugs around you? I don't know any of that.

Because, after giving myself that hard blow, I couldn't lift my head all the time.

The head remained low, his facial features twitched violently, his body began to tremble, and his back became more and more rickety.

The face was less than 10 centimeters away from the place where the blood bleed. The severed little finger was lying quietly on the table at this time. It is about a centimeter away from the base of the little finger. Its blood color faded like light, and the pale section ** exuded a terrifying aura outward.

I looked at my fingers. And gulped in the smell of his own blood, dizzy like a whirlpool, and strangled me. I want to shout. But the reaction from all sides of my body prevented me from shouting. Nothing but a few moans of pain came out of my throat.

At this moment. My intact right hand is clenched with five fingers. Still holding the hilt of the knife. On the side, the neat section of the root of the little finger is still tightly attached to the blade. The sudden slash caused the palm of the hand to wriggle unconsciously like a worm. Every time he squirmed, the section of the little finger hit the blade, and the pain hit the second, third and fourth degrees. It's not that I don't want to let go, it's that this unprecedented pain has made my muscles all over my body tense, not only the muscles in my hands, but also my respiratory muscles have begun to stiffen.

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Is it applause? That's right, that damn applause again. The snapping sound was like an irritant of anger, and my vertigo was momentarily forced away by the anger. With all my strength, I looked up.

In the middle of the night, the wind is howling outside the window, I am looking at Kurosawa, and Kim Taeyeon is watching me......

Kurosawa Miao, whose eyes narrowed slightly, in my pupils, got up from the sand, his neck tilted at a slight 13-degree angle. I know this movement, and it represents my performance, which has successfully entered his eyes. The complete severance of a finger actually did not completely arouse Kurosawa's interest, this kind of small disability was too weak compared to his bloody methods. So at this time, he tilted his head very little, and I can only say that I surprised him a little. He thought I was just a toy that I could tease at will, but I didn't expect that toys also have the sharpness of toys.

In Kurosawa's eyes, I am a toy. In Kim Taeyeon's eyes, I suddenly became the white horse under the prince's seat.

The white horse's short filaments were collapsing at this time, and the beads of sweat that steamed out from the pain wet the head and eyelashes. The rapid loss of blood made my face pale for a while. The whiteness on his face is much more terrifying than the whiteness of Kurosawa Weiyang. The lips that originally had a normal red color have completely lost their color at this time. Because of the blood loss, there is also a tremor throughout the body, which is different from the frequency of the tremor produced by the pain. The two of them came together and made me unsteady on my feet.

When such a me, along with the knife and fingers, entered Kim Taeyeon's eyes. She didn't cry unexpectedly, she just stayed there with no expression on her face. The large black pupils are completely fixed in the eye sockets. The lips that turned blue were trembling in a third way that was different from mine.

Kurosawa, who had risen from the sand, looked at me and walked towards me. I looked up and didn't flinch from staring at him. From beginning to end, my gaze did not shift to Kim Taeyeon's side in the slightest. Because I was afraid that I would find something else in her gaze, even if it was just a trace, it was not what I wanted to see.

Shaking my head slightly, I regained my spirits, suppressed the pain, and opened my mouth to Kurosawa.

"Now, are you satisfied?" Gritting his teeth, note after note came out between his teeth.

Kurosawa did not reply, and his expression did not change at all. He walked across from me and reached out.

A pair of very warm hands directly covered the back of my right hand, and then the five fingers instantly clenched. Through my hand, the hilt of the butterfly knife was firmly grasped by him. Before I could react, he slammed his force, and after a cold light flashed, the steel eagle C26 that was three points into the wood, sticking to the section of the root of my left little finger, was pulled out by him.

The violent movement caused the wound to be touched again, and the pain that had been weakened a little bit hit the upper sensory nerve again. As soon as I let go of my hand with a gasp, the butterfly knife fell back into Kurosawa's hand. The pain of wandering around endlessly, re-agitated dizziness. At the moment when I felt my legs go limp, and I was about to fall, I quickly withdrew the arm that was no longer holding the knife, bent my elbows, and propped myself up on the table.

This is a fairly solid support, so that I do not fall. I was half-leaning on the edge of the wooden table, and my left hand on the table was still immobile as if it had been nailed to the table.

Withdrawing the butterfly knife, Kurosawa Weiyang shook it twice casually, and the only two drops of blood that fell on the tip of the knife were thrown away from the blade by this action, and he didn't know where it flew to. Kurosawa, who had pulled two flowers with a knife, grabbed the blade with his fingers again. He wiped the sharp straight blade, and finally his expression changed, and he raised his left eyebrow.

"I didn't think you had the courage to put on this show, even though you just broke one finger, but to be honest I was a little surprised...... After all, it's a real world. Kurosawa, who was holding the hilt of the knife in one hand and the blade in the other, took another step closer to me, and he leaned slightly towards me.

Picking up my finger from the table, he looked left and right for a moment, as if to confirm for the second time that I had actually cut off a finger. It wasn't until the blood flowed to his hands that he came back to his senses, and his expression became extremely strange. To be precise, it was a little hideous, and an anger that didn't know where it came from rushed to the side of his face.

His eyes widened, and his tone became very strange inexplicably: "It's really touching, whether it's for that friend of yours or for Kim Taeyeon, you are willing to cut off a finger and be a cripple?" ”

It seemed that something had stimulated him, and it seemed to remind him of some so-called past. Kurosawa Weiyang, who has always been cold, was bloodshot for the first time. Pulling his finger away from the blade, without warning, his hand holding the knife swung swiftly at me.

The wind on my sleeves was fierce, and I felt my heart shrink at that moment, and I thought that pain or death was coming.

Kim Tae-yeon, who had never taken her eyes off me while sitting on the sand, watched Kurosawa's movements in the same way. Looking at the arc that fell towards me, she also felt that the arc passed through her heart.

The whistling sound crossed my ears, and a dull and crisp sound of contradiction resounded throughout the living room. I looked down at the cruel dagger that had been stuck between the middle and ring fingers of my left hand, sweating profusely.

I don't know why Kurosawa Miyo in front of me has a sudden change in expression after picking up my little finger, and I'm not interested in knowing. Such a violent and perverse pervert has never been able to act elusively. In this world, there are only a few rules that can bind him.

Seeing that the blade just stabbed deeply into the wooden table with his fingers, Kim Taeyeon's warm snort was relieved heavily, and she breathed a sigh of relief, but she was still caught in a complicated relationship. In fact, three minutes after my finger broke, she had regained her strength and escaped from the dazed air. After realizing what had happened to her, she struggled silently like crazy. When she saw me almost fall, she desperately tried to get up and come to my side. It's a pity that these struggles are useless.

And I didn't see all these struggles, and those soft eyes of hers. At that time, I was staring at each other sharply with Kurosawa. (To be continued!)

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