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I hid in the hills, hiding my figure with the help of dense bushes, and in the sniper scope, the hundred-man team to which Hu Ziqing belonged was approaching.

Ten minutes later, before they had walked over the hill I was, I put away my sniper rifle and ran down to the next hill.

After three or four times in a row, it seemed that a girl in the team of 100 people fainted, and everyone was forced to stop, and the opportunity came, of course, not my chance, but Murakami's chance.

However, at this moment, an unexpected change happened, and the supernatural event that I had been secretly vigilant about happened at this moment!

I saw the snow-capped mountains in the distance when the sky, the clouds and mist suddenly hung down a brilliant rainbow, the rainbow just appeared not long after, it attracted everyone's attention, the magnificent rainbow to the aurora, around the sea and mountains of the expansion and contraction, the colorful colors reflected on the earth, very good-looking.

Most of my attention was still in the crowd, and with the sniper scope, I could clearly see that the students' eyes were glazed one by one, until Hu Ziqing also fell into a stupor, and I was really convinced that Murakami Qingteng had already done it.

I quickly checked to see if everyone was in a strange situation, Murakami Aoto didn't know that I was there, he would not pretend that he had become like this, he must still be in a normal state.

I switched to a red bullet, a special bullet with super penetration, and since he was in the crowd, he couldn't use explosive bullets. According to Liu Meng, this kind of bullet that is enough to penetrate the steel plate of the tank is very rare, and other bullets are still in stock in the association, but this kind of bullet, only I have ten of them.

Must be killed with one hit.

Two minutes later, I locked on Murakami Qingteng in the crowd, he was wearing a hat, he looked very ordinary, unobtrusive at all, like other students who looked up at Changhong, he seemed to be stunned, but my intuition told me that his sluggishness was not the sluggishness after being dragged into the illusion, it was more like... The person who dominates the illusion, when controlling the illusion, relaxes the reaction of the external world, so he seems a little dumb.

Without further ado, I aimed at his head, thought about it, and finally aimed at his chest, Liu Meng told me that hitting the body is also fatal, and the hit rate will be much higher, I am a novice, in order to avoid missing a hit, it is better to aim for a body with a larger area.

There's nothing to think about, gently pull the trigger, and the fatal bullet accurately hit the boy after 0.3 seconds, but the power still shocked me hard, this bullet passed, and it directly killed his upper body!

Yes, not from it or whatever, I could clearly see that the broken limb exploded in mid-air, almost like a bomb had been detonated from its body.

A large area of blood was sprinkled on the green grass, and I used my sniper rifle again to look at the other students who could see the eyes, especially Hu Ziqing, and found that the sluggishness in his eyes had disappeared, and after only being suspicious, I put away the sniper rifle and prepared to retreat.

Murakami Aoto has been killed by me.

"Do you really think so? The dogleg of the association? ”

The scene in front of me changed instantly, I was standing in the dark operating room, the shadowless lamp on the operating table is the only light source in this room, next to the operating table, the instruments are readily available, it looks like a patient and a group of doctors are missing, I have to say, this scene design can hit the weakness of people's hearts, I think there is no need for no one to come, everyone who is sent to the operating room will complain that they are unlucky.

I wiped the barrel of the gun and said nonchalantly, "Really? Murakami Aoto who only has his soul left? ”

"It seems that the leaker is really him, hum, I'm going to torture him to death when I go back!" His breathless voice came from all directions, making it impossible to tell where he was.

I threw down the gun, it didn't matter if I changed it back here, and this is not the real world.

"And what are you going to do with me, who killed your body?"

"You can tell at a glance that I'm in a soul state right now, so I guess my status in the association is not low, right? In that case, of course I will torture you to get more secrets from you. ”

I nodded, "... If it were me, I would do the same, but not as complicated as you. I looked at the glare of the shadowless lamp and said with a smile, yes, just as I was about to speak, he moved me to the operating table.

Looking at it like that, he could figure out what he wanted to do to me on his knees.

"Is it complicated? Complexity is beautiful, isn't there a cruel punishment in ancient China called a thousand cuts? I'm going to use it on you, cut it in two, or hang it and poison it directly, it's a punishment that only a rough person would use, I'm not that kind of person, I like your fine culture. ”

"Of course, you can scream or cry, and I still allow that."

"Wow, you're still quite kind, so hurry up and chop me, by the way, if you chop too fast, I'll kill you for losing fun, right? I hope you can let us all enjoy each other. ”

"The mouth is very hard, you Chinese just die to face and suffer crimes, I have seen tough guys like you, ten on the operating table, it is good to have one who is not crazy, and guess what the remaining nine are?" They begged for mercy! Hahahaha! ”

I pursed my lips and said, "Can you hurry up?" Although the time here is out of sync with the outside world, it feels like a waste of time, and I'll have to go back to lunch when I kill you. ”

The next moment, my clothes disappeared, and the cold feeling of the blade came from my chest, "Then I'll start." Murakami said excitedly.

"Three hundred and sixty knives?" I looked at the thin knife that appeared out of thin air and said with amusement.

"Not a single drop of sweat? I want to see you yelling and screaming for a while, I can really pretend to be you, you think you can escape this way? Murakami's voice cooled, but I still smiled.

Every minute, several pieces of meat are dropped.

Every second, blood is pouring out.

His technique was pure and skillful, and his knife skills were even faster and more ruthless, and the knives were changed one after another, almost cutting off all the flesh that could be cut off from every part of my body, and I just smiled and stared at the shadowless lamp.

After about three hours, I had been turned over twice, and almost all the pieces of meat from the neck down, above the lower abdomen, and the same was true for my back.

He no longer spoke, and the only thing that could reflect his uncalm heart was the precision of the knife, and the last dozen or so knives were not accurate enough, and almost hurt my internal organs.

He has already made more than 360 knives.

The yellow subcutaneous fat had already been revealed, and I held the mentality of taking a biology class, silently looking at the internal structure of my body, recalling what I had learned before, and unconsciously, I had a feeling that I had learned everything, at least I had recalled all the contents of human tissue.

Just as he was picking at the last shred of fat, and all the entrails were about to be revealed, he stopped.

"You... Why aren't you scared, don't you hurt? ”

I smiled and said, "Yo, your voice is soft?" Haven't seen such a tough person? I still have to thank you, now let me go back to take the college entrance examination, if nothing else, there is no problem with passing biology. ”

"I'll tell you the truth, I'm in pain, it's hurting, but so what?"

“... You're crazy! You pervert! Don't you care about your body at all? I've cut all your meat! No one can bear this kind of pain! You're a monster! His voice suddenly became hysterical, and it sounded as if he had collapsed.

It is no wonder that when the executioner meets a man who is not afraid of himself, of his own sword, of course he is afraid, and he becomes more afraid than the one who was tortured.

Because, on a psychological level, I don't shout but only smile, which is equivalent to slashing him in disguise, he is chopping my flesh, and I am chopping his heart.

He suddenly began to stab me in the guts, heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys, and then he cut off my tongue, pierced my nose, gouged out my lips, cut off my ears, and blinded my eyes... No wonder, I'm still smiling at him in the middle of nowhere with my broken face.

In his eyes, he can only see calmness and calmness, such pure eyes, he can't stab, dig, and can't dig out.

“......... Are you still human? Why are you still laughing?! Why! He shouted hysterically.

"Feeling frustrated? Don't give up so quickly, then I'll feel very bored, and I'll look down on you, you don't want me to be underestimated by you, right? I teased.

He was silent for a moment, and then said in a deep voice, "Who are you?" Parasitized by some strange life? Or is it an innate lack of fear? Or is there some mental illness? ”

"I'm sorry... The name tells you that it's no longer necessary..."

I slowly stood up, the wounds on my body recovered quickly, and then spit out the next sentence: "I'm normal, it's just that you can't see through the relationship between body and soul, if you can see through, you can be as fearless as me." ”

“... Unbelievable, to be honest, I rarely admire a person, especially the Chinese, the China pig, but I obeyed you today, you are the hardest-mouthed person I have ever seen, the most perverted person, I lost to you, I lost unjustly. ”

After recovering from my injuries, I glanced around, under the acceleration of time, all illusions disappeared completely, illusions cannot last indefinitely, as long as there is a time limit, it is under my control, and...

What is there in the world that is not limited by time? No, whether it is subjectively perceived or objectively existent, in front of me, it is just a small wave in the endless river of time, and nothing cannot be turned into dust.

Murakami Qingteng,Also died with the disappearance of the illusion.,That was his last revenge just now.,His body has long been destroyed.,His soul can't stay in the world for a long time.,What's more, he was also looked at by me.,I don't know where he is.,So I looked in every direction to make sure I killed him completely.。

At the end of the mission, I took off the sniper scope, the gun in my hand was deformed for a while, and it turned back into the inconspicuous cylinder, I hummed a little song, and went back to the team to eat, counting the time, and it was time to eat.

In other words, the gorgeous Changhong just now, it's so beautiful, I walk for a while, and I will look back at the Changhong that is still stretching out in the sky.

It's better to see more of such a beautiful thing and leave some good memories, but if you miss it, it's gone.