Section 21 Works of Art
"Ha, so you're not a lamb, but a little goat with horns." Pointed at by Chen Yan's gun, the scar-faced demonized man named Cook did not have the slightest fear. "But you don't think this kind of kid's toy will work for us, do you? It's a good habit to like to struggle, but it's good to be a little self-aware. ”
As he spoke, he pinched the barrel of Chen Yan's gun with two fingers, and a rattling sound sounded, and Chen Yan's gun barrel actually twisted and cracked between Cook's fingers.
"Don't take out the rags used by mercenaries and play with them." Cook said disdainfully. At the same time, the demonized man who was hit by Chen Yan's shot in the distance also staggered to his feet, only to see that half of his face was shattered, but strangely he did not die. Only Mori Bai's bones emerged from the blurred flesh and blood, indescribably infiltrating.
"What a hard bone." Chen Yan exclaimed. "Using mutations to create subcutaneous bone armor? It looks like it's reaching a decent level of intensity. ”
"Hehe, that's not a biological mutation, it's demonic power. Do you understand? Boy, it's a demon, a great demonic power! Cook smirked, reaching out to the center of the clearing. These people are the material for our path to greatness. It is their honor to be able to dedicate ** to us. ”
"Roar!" The demonic people around them were excited, raising their crossbows and shouting. The atmosphere was extremely warm for a while. The human captives trembled under the gaze of all the demonics.
Despair, sorrow, fear, pain, remorse......
Chen Yan could see many negative feelings in the eyes of these people, and he observed them with great interest, neither interrupting Cook's boasting nor expressing his intention to save the captives. At this moment, he is not seen as a savior by human captives, but as the same prey who has fallen into a trap.
At least that's what the demonic people around him think......
The voice became more and more noisy and chaotic, and finally the demonic person couldn't hold back the ferocity in his body and began to move. Some of the demons pushed the steel shelves and dug out huge blood grooves. They looked at the captives as if they were looking at lambs to the slaughter.
Suddenly, there was a scream, and a male captive was dragged out of the pile by the demonic man, firmly fixed in the groove of the iron frame, and then the demonized man pulled out a huge guillotine from the side.
"Don't ......"
"Don't kill me!"
As if he knew what was going to happen to him, the man hissed and screamed, only to draw laughter from the demonic man. Each demonized person licked his lips and showed a ** gaze.
"It's a feast!" Cook suddenly opened his arms and announced like his master. "Best of all, we also had an uninvited guest! Although he belongs to the same race as his prey. But I could feel his dark heart. He was cold-blooded and cruel. Maybe you're still thinking about killing us at the moment! What a wonderful conspiracy...... I could hear his vicious heartbeat! It's the best, isn't it? ”
"Roar!! Cook! You're right! ”
"We love intrigue! Love violence!! ”
"The worse, the better!"
"The harder the better!!"
Many demonic people cheered, as if it were a grand festival. The side effects of the rough injection of demonic blood occurred, and the violence invaded their sanities, causing their consciousness to deviate unconsciously. They regard evil as beauty, and advocate cruelty and blood.
Looking at the faces that were flushed with excitement, Chen Yan finally shook his head.
"What, don't you like my welcome speech?" Cook laughed as he spoke, a cruel look in his eyes. "Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you, at least not right now. As a guest, you want to join us in this feast. Savor every dish, every captive's despair and wail. You know? Men's tendons are delicious, because they are tough, and women's tastes are worse, but they are soft and juicy. It is best to use men's ingredients for the main meal, and women can use it as a dessert after the meal. At the same time, in order to keep the food fresh, it is better to keep them alive. ”
"I try my best to make every ingredient last until the end and see them eaten with my own eyes. Their fear and despair will make my appetite grow and strengthen. ”
"It's the satisfaction of bullying the weak, right?" Chen Yan suddenly interjected. Seeing Cook's disgruntled eyes, he shrugged his shoulders. "I just don't think your understanding of power is quite right. The fear of the captives does not improve anything, it only satisfies the ** in the heart of life. The satisfaction you get from these captives only shows that you feel a little stronger than them. ”
As he spoke, Chen Yan also seriously compared the fingertips of his little thumb to Cook. "Really, that's all, nothing more."
Looking at the tiny fingertips, Cook's pupils contracted. After a while, he raised his head to look at Chen Yan. "It seems that our friendly atmosphere is coming to an end. I always thought we could have a good conversation, because it's really rare to meet an uninvited guest like you. ”
"I don't mind having afternoon tea either. It's just ......" Chen Yan's gaze met Cook's, and he suddenly sighed. "My companion has returned. So I can't really waste my time. You know, girls have always been sensitive to time, especially other people's time. ”
"Girls? Companion? Cook opened his mouth, thinking it ridiculous. What are you talking about? Scared stupefied? ”
"Hehe, of course not." Chen Yan smiled, and suddenly a dot of light flew to his shoulder behind him. Cute face, transparent wings, and a petite figure in a swimsuit. Isn't that the little flower essence?
"Demons?" Cook's pupils contracted, and his expression became stern.
"Let me introduce you, this is Alice." Chen Yan teased the little flower essence and said to Cook. "The reason I've been grinding with you for so long is because I think you have a bit of a lot of manpower. And I hate meaningless repetition of work the most. So I asked the cutie to prepare some gifts to add a little sparkle to your party. ”
"What brilliance?" Cook frowned, vaguely feeling a little bad.
In his gaze, Chen Yan lowered his head slightly, and the corners of his mouth under his hair were slightly hooked. "A grand firework, I hope you like it."
As he spoke, Chen Yan raised his two fingers and snapped his fingers crisply.
A loud bang was heard, and a violent explosion erupted under all the armored trucks without warning. The terrifying wave of qi was cathartic, and nearly a hundred unprepared demonized people lifted into the sky. In an instant, the sky was raining debris, and limbs and fragments that had been torn off by the explosion were everywhere.
The rain of blood fell from the sky and fell on Chen Yan's shoulders......
War Art...... Miniature remote-controlled bombs.
BOOM……