This man is the second-in-command of the Huahua World, and he was about to escape from the Huahua World, but he was surrounded by crazy women, so that he fell behind and was caught by Gong Yu.

When he was about to die by Gong Yu, he struggled hard, unwilling to die like this.

But when he was kicked towards the waste demon by Gong Yu, he regretted it.

Please, Gong Yu, let him die decisively!

Just now, the scrap demon tortured the previous person to death, but he clearly saw it in his eyes.

For the waste, he was instinctively afraid.

Now, the waste demon named him, obviously to torture him, how can he not be afraid?

Before the second-in-command fell into the hands of the waste demon, he was so frightened that he was incontinent.

The disgusted dagger of the waste demon threw out and stabbed it fiercely into the man's crotch, cutting off the source of all evil from him.

"Ahh

The second-in-command screamed in despair, clamped his legs, and fell to the ground, and urine stirring.

The waste demon stepped forward and didn't mean to let him go.

Before the waste demon could come to him, his eyes suddenly widened, his heart tightened, and he scared himself to death.

The waste demon was stunned for a moment, and looked at Gong Yu innocently.

Is she so scary?

Gong Yu: ......

The waste demon retracted his gaze and lowered his head again, the hatred in his eyes not only did not disappear, but became stronger, and he took another step to the second-in-command.

"You think you'll be fine if you're dead?"

In the last life, it was this perverted second-in-command who still didn't stop after Jiang Yuanyuan died, but pulled out Jiang Yuanyuan's clothes in front of everyone and raped the corpse on the spot.

She will never forget that humiliating scene.

Compared with the man who forced her, she hated this brute who insulted Jiang Yuanyuan even more.

The waste demon untied the man's belt and whipped him mercilessly.

Like Gong Yu, she never showed mercy to her enemies.

Even if this enemy is dead.

Under the sun, the waste demon whipped again and again.

In a few strokes, the body of the second-in-command had been pumped beyond recognition, bleeding incessantly, and disgusting.

The picture of the whipping corpse hit people's eyes, and everyone present was so frightened that they didn't dare to look at it again.

However, the sound of the belt whipping on the bones and blood was too loud, especially cautious in the silent clearing, not only did the picture automatically generate in their minds.

It wasn't until the second-in-command was pulled into a puddle of mud that the waste demon stopped contentedly.

She raised her head with a happy smile on her face.

Bright red blood splattered her, stained her new clothes red, and sprayed her face.

Under the bright sunshine, the bright smile is obviously a warm picture, but at this time, it is like a magic spell deeply planted in the heart, and it has become a lingering nightmare in everyone's hearts.

"Blood Pupil, why did you stop?"

The waste demon threw away the broken belt, stretched comfortably, and looked at the women who were shrunk together with cold eyes.

These women are all money-making tools in the world of flowers, without dignity, not even as good as dogs.

In the previous life, although they did not do anything hurtful, their silence invisibly became accomplices.

Even if they did not force their mothers to become prostitutes, their obedience was silently persecuting.

Even if they didn't kill someone, what was the difference between their behavior and that of the murderer?

The difference is that others use knives to kill, but they use indifference to kill.

When the women saw that the waste demon had set their eyes on them, they were frightened one by one.