"What's wrong with him? What's the good end? ”

…… How can I tell you about this cruel reality?

The corners of Shu Qianluo's mouth twitched, and in the end he couldn't bear to give him a slap on the head, so he just silently closed his mouth and chewed dried strawberries and looked up at the sky.

Uh, no, it's looking at the ceiling, oops, I don't know what kind of material this ceiling is made of, the corners are moldy, and I don't know how to repair it—

"Hmm~"

And, as a teenager who is a professional pit person, he tilted his head.

"Perhaps, you feel sorry for its flesh, right?"

？？？

His face was full of confusion, otherwise he looked at his director Fang, chewing the meat in his mouth, and asked suspiciously.

"No, I'm asking you, what is it doing so coldly? It's so bad, what the hell did you do to it? ”

"Meat."

The calm young man, holding a scalpel that had not stained a drop of blood, pointed to the meat that had been eaten clean on his plate, and then pointed to Mr. Porcupine's leg that had been cut off more than half, revealing white flowers and bones, and explained seriously.

"You finished eating its meat, and it was sad, so it snorted, well, nothing wrong."

……

……

“…… Goo-dong. ”

Subconsciously, as soon as the throat rolled, the half-chewed meat slid down the throat to the stomach.

Obviously, there is still a sweet, salty and smooth taste in my mouth, warmed by the soft, hot meat, and my comfortable stomach is still clamoring to eat, I want to eat super I want to eat-

However, Director Fang's hands began to tremble, as if he had suddenly gotten crazy, trembling so that he couldn't hold the water saucer, and smashed it to the ground, and was torn apart.

"I, that, flesh is, yes—"

"Mr. Porcupine's pork leg meat tastes good, right?"

The young man looked at him with a smile and sold his cooking skills seriously.

"In addition to Xiao Luoluo, Director Fang is the second person to eat the food made by the master~, it must be unforgettable for a lifetime, right?"

“…… Belch! ”

The old man who hiccuped loudly and fully uncontrollably, turned his head tremblingly with a pale face, and looked at the pork leg that was blocked by the table, obviously not bleeding or bloody, but was peeled and fleshed at birth, closed his eyes and opened his eyes, and closed his eyes and closed his eyes.

It's a nightmare!

An absolute nightmare!

Wake me up!

Wake up!!

Wake up quickly!

However, it is a pity that even if he closes his eyes and cramps, there is still no change, and he is very cruel to tell him that this is the bloody reality!

He did eat the leg meat of the half-demon......

"Bang-"

In a moment, his feet seemed to suddenly lose sensation, and his legs seemed to be paralyzed, causing him to fall backwards uncontrollably, and let out a toothache slamming on the ground.

Even the little girl who studied the ceiling seriously was stabbed by the deafening sound.

Oops, it sounds like it hurts~

I don't know if the director broke it?

She quietly rolled her eyes and looked at him, and without surprise, she saw an old man who directly crossed death, crossed into the earth, crossed the baptism and precipitation of time, and was directly condensed into a statue by a big living person.

Even, this old man's crack has countless lines, proving that he is indeed abolished.

“…… It's pathetic. ”

The school girl swallowed her saliva quietly and shook her head.

"It's all old men, why are they so unvigilant? Is dog food something you can eat as much as you want? You really deserve it! ”

…… What kind of devil are these horses?!

Director Fang, who originally still had a trace of consciousness, was completely crushed by the last straw thrown down by Shu Qianluo, and fell into 'death'.

However, the teenager who dropped the depth charge and killed the person directly tilted his head and muttered curiously.

"Is the trustee's endurance so crispy? Oops, I didn't even see it before~"

…… The corners of Shu Qianluo's mouth twitched.

Well, it's a thing!

He always refreshes her cognition of him again and again, so that she always has a deeper understanding of the three words cheeky.

"So, Mr. Porcupine?"

The young man who sealed all its screams in this confinement room looked at him with a smile and asked seriously.

"Now, are you willing to answer your question? Well, it's okay if you don't answer, then I'll hypnotize you~"

As he said this, he snapped his fingers slowly.

Mr. Porcupine, who was twisted and rolled in pain, but had no way to break free, fell into a sluggish silence in the next second, making Shu Qianluo pout in disgust.

It's ruthless.

First visual stimulation, then pain stimulation, and then hypnotic stimulation when both parties have reached a critical point.

This series of behaviors completely disintegrated the willpower of the porcupine, making it defenseless, and in the process of questioning, it aroused his vigilance and made it lose control and be destroyed by the brain.

This method of interrogation is generally used in prisons against the most vicious outlaws.

That kind of person has excellent psychological quality, and he has basically seen all kinds of interrogation methods, and it is useless to them, but this kind of bloody and violent suppression is very effective.

Sometimes, it is the most effective and rapid way to fight ruthlessness, violence to violence, and evil to fight evil, but it is not advocated.

"What type of half-demon are you?"

hypnotized Mr. Porcupine's long-cherished Gu Bai, and his voice spoke slowly and leisurely, not like an interrogation, but like a family affair.

"Black-Brown Beast—"

Mr. Porcupine, whose voice was low and his consciousness fell into some kind of hallucination of leisurely pleasure, replied with all questions.

"What is the Black-Brown Beast?"

"—Descendants of the Black Bear and the Brown Tiger."

“？？ What kind of cross is this? ”

The school flower was stunned, rubbed the side of the dog, and asked in a low voice.

"That's it, sure you can have a baby?"

"So it's a half-demon."

Su Gu Bai chuckled and stroked her head.

"I didn't hear the previous director say that the half-demons have demonic power, and since they have demonic power, it is not impossible to use demonic power to give birth to offspring."

…… It seems that this is indeed the case-

Shu Qianluo smashed his mouth, his eyes full of amazement.

"Awesome~, you continue-"

"So, your parents are also half-demons?"

"—Yes."

"How long have you been born?"

"—more than 300 years."

"Where do you live?"

"—Xuanmen."

"Where's the Xuanmen?"

"-Xuan, Xuanmen-"

This question made Mr. Porcupine struggle, sweat on his forehead, and his mouth opened and closed several times to say where he lived, but as if he had been forbidden by something, he couldn't say anything.

This scene made the two look at each other.

Gu Gu Bai's eyes flickered, and he casually changed the topic.

"Do you have many companions?"

"—a lot."

This question, it answered very simply, it can be seen that even if he knows some things, he knows them, but he can't declare them, which shows that the rules followed by these half-demons are very strict.

However, this also shows from the side that the half-demon is organized, or a sect or something!

His eyes flashed, and he turned the scalpel to continue asking.

"Are your companions half-demons too?"