Chapter 113: Torture
The stinking sound came from afar, loud and fast.
The sound was as loud as thunder, but they could feel it only coming to their ears.
Run!
Run!
Run to the death!
This is Youhong's first hunch.
This crazy woman! Just now, she was dragging on time, and she wanted to drag me to be buried with her!
And if she can escape with this ghostly appearance, she must be a chess piece used to lure the snake out of the hole, damn it, careless!
Demon Hong was shocked in her heart, and immediately urged her whole body's true qi to display her body and leave into the distance.
Even if you are wearing a pair of high heels, with the blessing of true qi, you will go straight to the wall 90 degrees like walking on the ground, jump to the top of the building, and quickly escape from this place between different buildings.
"Woo Woo" and she was chasing after hundreds of three-inch steel needles, a little cold, the moonlight flowed, and there was a layer of viscous water on it, which was nerve venom with a paralyzing effect.
But her name is Demon Hong, and she is also one of the best in the organization, second only to the head of the organization.
So it only took a few twists to dodge the steel needles, and let the steel needles that came slowly sink into the wind-washed concrete wall, and she was unharmed.
But Mei Jun immediately mimicked a jet device on her back, and quickly swept over the head of the demon rainbow, several times faster than her.
The mechanical components on his body now were no joke, the overspeed turbocharger in his body was the jet device on his back, which greatly increased the burst density and made the mimic fuel fully burn.
And how can a physical body compare to a machine?
One punch!
Mei Jun immediately turned around and smashed a quick punch on the back of the demon rainbow, directly causing her to cough up blood and fall on the roof of this building, rolling a few times before stopping.
And in order to accidentally kill her, Mei Jun deliberately reduced her speed to weaken the power of the punch.
Mei Jun took back the mimic parts and turned into a normal person, staring firmly at the woman in front of her.
Even if this woman wore the thickest makeup and a mask, he recognized it even when she turned to ashes.
Under the scanner on his body, Demon Rainbow is a transparent person.
Ex-girlfriend, Lu Piaoer, the woman who killed him.
However, he reckons that it is just a fake name for her.
"Lu Piao'er, haven't you seen you for a long time!" Mei Jun walked slowly step by step and said in a deep voice.
The shoes rub against the rough ground in a peculiar rhythm that may kill you!
And it was the woman in front of him who made him not an adult!
"You... Are you?" the rainbow looked up in horror, but one of her hands was clutching a sharp object, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.
In the service of darkness, she is adept at waiting for opportunities when she is weak.
Two steps away.
Mei Jun took a step forward, his face squirmed and changed, and he changed into another human skin, turning back into the appearance of "Mei Jun".
"You remember me like that, right?"
"Mei... Mei Jun, you... No. At this moment, the demon rainbow was shocked, and even shuddered, her hair stood on end, and she felt even more frightened in her heart, and the sharp object hidden in the dark was almost loosened.
How could she not remember that it was this person who caused her 100% task completion rate to be incomplete and unsatisfactory.
But now, less than a month later, the person he killed with his own eyes and sent him to the crematorium with his own hands actually lived, appeared in front of her, and what was even more terrifying was that he also injured her with a blow.
If it weren't for the fact that her years of crisis consciousness saved her life at that moment, allowing her to gather her true qi in her back and unload a large part of her strength, I'm afraid that her entire spine would be knocked off.
But even so, the knife in his hand clenched tighter, almost fusing with flesh and blood.
"Die, how can Lao Tzu die? Mei Jun said calmly.
With that, he took another step forward.
If you don't die, then die again!
Demon Rainbow supported it with one palm, bent her legs and quickly supported most of her body, while the hand holding the blade hidden at her side was faster.
Under the bright moon, the cold light shone brightly, piercing Mei Jun's neck.
This is a dagger carved out of several blood grooves, once pierced into a person's artery, if not bandaged and stopped in time, then the next end is bleeding to death, which is really vicious.
But Mei Jun doesn't seem to be human.
The dagger stabbed it, but only a "ding" sound was heard, and no blood gushed out like a pillar.
Nothing was expected.
So Demon Hong noticed the touch of the hard object from the dagger, and her heart was horrified, and she just wanted to pull out the dagger, but...
Mei Jun tilted her head and sandwiched Youhong's hand between her shoulder bones and jaw bones, so that she couldn't pull out her hand at all, because his current body was made of iron except for the current human skin.
And the body is still the original 10 cm green jelly man.
Although he is very strong, he hates this feeling very much, this kind of person is not human, and he is not a ghost.
This...... It is also thanks to this woman.
The mechanically operated skull and shoulder bones move in unison, grinding delicately on this hand.
As if it was crushed by steel gears, the bones were directly crushed into powder, and the jade hand turned into a blur of flesh and blood, and before the dagger could let go, hundreds of pieces of iron were embedded in the flesh and blood.
Demon Hong's whole body is like a waterfall, it hurts so much that her nerves are trembling and trembling, and it hurts so much that every inch of flesh in her body is torn and hurts!
"Ahh Ahhh
Demon Hong frantically slapped Mei Jun's face, followed by an eye insertion and slashing his neck... After that, one hand and two legs move together, followed by the yin, kicking... It seems that all the pain is going to be applied to Mei Jun.
Her voice gradually became hoarse, her hair was scattered, and the tears that burst out of her eyes soaked the heavy makeup on her face, and her face turned blue and purple in pain, and her beautiful jade face became a piece of meat.
It's cold under the moon, like an ugly and screaming ghost.
But she had long since ignored it, her nerves had gone mad, and this terrible pain had even driven her insane.
Mei Jun remained unmoved, he was like a devouring steamroller, cutting Demon Hong's arm short by one, turning it into a mixture of bone chips and flesh.
The hand bone was still being dragged by Mei Jun and couldn't be pulled out unless it was torn off, but at this time she couldn't help it.
"Let it go!"
"Let it go!"
"Put... hand..."
"Put... Open... Put"
......
until
"Please... Please let it go... Just when I beg you..."Youhong lay on the ground weakly, her desperate and lifeless eyes looked up at the monster, the blurred hand was still being dragged by Mei Jun, it hurt, it still hurt, but the pain had numbed her, and her nerve bundles were about to collapse.
"Please... Please... Beg... Begging..."
Her voice was hoarse, like a feeble ball of steel rubbing against a blackboard, rough and sharp, even more sparse, incoherent, and even not knowing what to say.
The thing she regrets the most in her life is taking that task and laughing at Zhou Yuxiang who came to laugh at her for robbing her of the task tonight.
But now she is desperate, this monster in front of her is simply torturing her, devouring her little by little.
In response to these pleas, Mei Jun was still silent, taking care of crushing herself.
Fortunately, this is an old house that is about to be demolished, and there is no one living in it at all, otherwise it would be impossible to listen to such a miserable ghost crying wolf and not have nightmares.
But Zhou Yuxiang was lying in a puddle of stinky water, listening to this familiar and tragic wail, she was shivering, her cold hair stood on end, and the cold sweat mixed into the dirty stinky water on her body, becoming more and more cold, like a cold winter below zero.
In the middle of the night, it was cold under the moon, as if the body solidified into an extremely cold ice sculpture.