The cold eyes are like a 10,000-year-old glacier in the Arctic, which makes people shudder.

Suddenly, Gong Yu smiled evilly, the coldness in his eyes disappeared, and he regained his indifferent fearlessness again.

She laughed so much that the country and the city were all laughed, and everyone laughed from the bottom of their hearts.

Under the gaze of more than a dozen pairs of eyes, Gong Yu slowly and carefully took out a handkerchief from his pocket, raised the dagger to the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently.

Demons.

This word flashed in everyone's hearts, and they were deeply attracted by Gong Yu.

"It stinks."

Gong Yu frowned in disgust, picked up the handkerchief and wiped the dirty blood on the dagger, revealing the original edge of the dagger.

Her movements were gentle and graceful, slowly slicing across the blade of the sword, as if wiping a precious treasure.

Demons, demons.

Everyone swallowed their saliva greedily, and they actually wanted to turn into a dagger and be carefully cared for by Gong Yu.

Gong Yu's cold eyes swept over, and after he was sure to attract everyone's attention, he looked at Zhao Rui again, the corners of his evil lips hooked a beautiful arc, and he lightly opened his lips: "You want sincerity, don't you?" ”

When the words fell, the knife in his hand fell, and the dagger cut a cut on Gong Yu's thigh.

The whitewashed jeans were cut open, revealing the smooth and delicate thighs inside.

At this time, there was a thin slit on the seductive skin, and traces of blood were squeezed out of the crack of the sword, and the bright red demon was as strange as a poppy blooming on the snow.

"Is it enough?"

Gong Yu raised his head with a smile, and his ink-colored pupils turned upward, revealing most of the whites of his eyes.

Everyone looked at Gong Yu like this in fear, breathing urgently, and the sound of gasping cold air sounded.

Zhao Rui stared at Gong Yu coldly, and her fingers trembled uncontrollably.

She didn't expect Gong Yu to really self-harm obediently, and boldly asked her, as if as long as she didn't say enough, Gong Yu would continue to self-harm.

She gritted her teeth and forced herself to say calmly: "It's just this little injury......

"Puff~"

Gong Yu took a step forward and cut his thigh again without mercy.

Another slit of the sword was drawn, and hot blood snaked down the smooth skin, mixing with the previous plasma and merging into one.

"Is it enough?"

The indifferent and evil voice was like an endless temptation, making people unconsciously deeply attracted by Gong Yu, and they couldn't take their eyes off it at all.

Zhao Rui pursed her lips and was silent.

"Puff~"

Between the knife in his hand, Gong Yu cut his thigh with a knife.

With each cut, she took a step forward and asked frantically, "Is it enough?"

There was always an evil smile on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were full of disregard for life, as if life and death were just a fun thing in the world for her.

Everyone looked at the shocking, large and small wounds on Gong Yu's legs, and the snow muscles stained red by plasma could no longer find other colors.

Gong Yu is definitely a complete perverted lunatic.

They couldn't understand what kind of cruel madman they must be to be so cruel to themselves.

But they determined:

A person who can be so ruthless to himself will only be more ruthless to the enemy.

couldn't help but feel that the people standing opposite Gong Yu were scared again.

A few timid people couldn't stand the visual impact, shouted in fear, and ran out.

But they had only run two steps before they were caught again.

At this time, Zhao Rui would never allow any accidents to ruin her plans.

She stared coldly at Gong Yu, who had come closer, and her explosive pupils swept over Gong Yu's face and landed on Gong Yu's scarred legs.