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Somewhere in the hospital, a dimly lit operating room with only one chandelier providing light.

A man stood with his back hooked, two black hands arranging the surgical instruments on the workbench. This man—perhaps a man, for his whole body was wrapped in a tattered black cloth, and even his feet were hidden in the black cloth that mopped the floor, and he could not see his true face, just because he was standing, with a head, shoulders, and hands, mostly a man. And behind him, there is an operating table. On the operating table lay a white and chubby man with bald glasses. His limbs were firmly tied to the operating table, and his mouth was stuffed with a mess of cloth, so he could only struggle in vain and make a "whine" sound. And his eyes were wide open, full of fear.

The sound of scalpels and surgical scissors colliding is very clear and terrifying in this small space.

Bite!!

The man wrapped in black rags slammed his scalpel on the metal shelf with a crisp sound. He seemed to have everything ready for the operation. And the bald man with glasses who was tied to the operating table struggled harder and harder, and even the operating table was shaken a little by him. However, he was so tied that no matter how hard he struggled, it seemed to be in vain.

In the eyes of the bald man with glasses, the black cloth man slowly turned around, held the tray of surgical instruments, and walked to the operating table. He placed the tray next to the bald man with glasses.

"Woohoo! Woo! ”

The black cloth man's head tilted, and then he stretched out his hand, which was also wrapped in the black cloth, and gently stroked the bald and glasses man's bald head, as if to comfort him.

The black cloth man then raised a finger and put it in front.

The silent movements seemed to tell the bald man to stop arguing. But how can a bald man listen? This time, he pushed his big belly harder, slammed his head against the pillow, and two lines of tears poured out of the corners of his eyes, like a flood that opened the floodgates. It was in his struggling stare that a syringe appeared in his eyes. As if intent on provoking the bald man, the black cloth man gently and slowly squeezed out the air from the syringe, and the potion shot out of the pinhole and splashed onto the lenses of the bald man's glasses.

Then, the black cloth man put the syringe aside, picked up the ordinary surgical scissors, and cut the clothes of the bald man's abdomen, revealing the high belly that was quite high even if he was lying down, as if he was five or six months pregnant, and then gently stroked his snow-white belly.

At this time, the bald glasses man's whole body convulsed and spasmed. And the result of excessive nervousness and fear is incontinence. As his lower body got wet, a fishy smell spread through the operating room.

The black cloth man picked up the syringe again, touched the bald man's big belly, and then slowly hung the syringe above his big belly. The sharp needle was aimed at the navel. At this moment, the bald man began to shake his head vigorously, shaking his head desperately, "woo" crying and shaking his head. But alas, when the time came, the black cloth man raised another finger. Then, with a press of his hand, the cold, sharp needle pierced into the bald man's abdomen.

"Woo!!"

The black cloth man pressed slightly, and the liquid medicine in the syringe slowly, little by little, was injected into the bald man's big belly in his wide eyes. When the potion was exhausted, the black cloth man pulled it out vigorously, and when he was done, he picked up a ball of cotton with tweezers, dipped it in alcohol and smeared it on the injection hole.

The black cloth man casually threw the syringe and tweezers in his hand back, then picked up a sharp scalpel, and deliberately shook it in front of the bald man's eyes, and then the sharp blade slowly moved to his big belly along his chest, and then erected the blade, "poof" with all the force, and the whole scalpel even took his hand into the bald man's abdomen.

"Ahh The rags that gagged his mouth were finally spat out, and he finally let out a cry of pain mixed with boundless fear. Even the chandeliers hanging above were shaken by the shock. However, his screaming did not last long, and he began to cough violently. Mouthfuls of blood were coughed up from his mouth, mixed with some minced meat or something. The black cloth man didn't care about him, but slowly pulled his hand and scalpel out of his abdomen, then threw the scalpel, picked up another pair of surgical scissors, and began to "click" along the hole that had just been pierced with the scalpel, and the other hand twisted the cut skin, and so on and so on.

Picked up the round skin, shook it, and shook it in front of the bald man's eyes like a treasure, and the remaining blood also dripped onto the bald man's lenses.

"Rao...... Plentiful...... No...... Yes...... You kill me, kill me! Beg...... Beg...... Don't ......"

But the black cloth man ignored it, he put the round skin next to his pillow, and then went on to "busy" himself - he used scissors to cut his abdominal cavity for a while, and then took out his stomach, liver, spleen, gall bladder, large intestine, and small intestine one by one from the bald man's abdominal cavity. Every time he took it out, he had to shake it in front of his bald eyes.

And what about the bald man? The only thing he could do seemed to be a futile struggle, watching his entrails being removed one by one by the black cloth man and tossed aside like garbage. At this moment, he just wants to die, and it seems to have become a luxury.

"Kill me, kill me! It's none of my business...... It's none of my business! It's your dad and your teacher...... It's them! They asked me to do that...... Please, please...... Kill me! ”

The black cloth man didn't care, and in the end, he even pulled out the bald man's bladder, pinched it, and threw it aside.

In the end, the black cloth man made a surprised look, slapped his hands wide, and then jumped forward, and his hands went deep into the bald man's already shriveled and empty abdomen. And when he stretched out his hand again, he was holding a very small baby covered in blood and only a very small one!?

It's just that the little baby doesn't cry or make trouble, because there are no facial features on his head, but his limbs are kicking, and his bare head is also shaking, making a crying shape. Then, the black cloth man carried the blood baby, who had no facial features, to the bald man's eyes.

"Ahhh It's not me, it's not me...... Don't look for me, don't look for me! The bald man screamed even more loudly, and the miserable state of his voice was indescribable.

The black cloth man picked up the blood baby, looked at it, and didn't seem satisfied, and then walked to a toilet with the blood baby - who knew there would be a toilet in an operating room!? He then threw the blood baby down the toilet bowl and pressed the flush switch.

"Hah! Hahaha! Washed away...... Washed away......" The bald man burst out laughing, "Really washed away!" Hahaha! That's how it was washed away...... Haha, hahaha......"

The black cloth man suddenly seemed to be stimulated by some kind of stimulation, suddenly rushed to the operating table, grabbed a scalpel, and stabbed the bald man's chest desperately, two times or three times, I don't know how many times, even the black cloth was soaked with blood, and the bald man's chest was pierced to pieces, so he stopped.

The bald man who was laughing wildly also died early, and he couldn't die anymore.

At this moment, the door of the operating room was suddenly slammed open, and a slender figure rushed into the dim and narrow operating room.

The faint white light shone on that person's face, revealing an extremely ugly cheek - if Yin Kuang and the others were here, they would definitely recognize that this person was Zhang Jie.

"You're disobedient again!" As soon as Zhang Jie rushed into the operating room, she shouted at the black cloth man, "How many times have I said it, don't torture him 'anymore', why don't you listen!" ”

The black cloth man was scolded by Zhang Jie, and immediately blocked the dead bald man behind him, and his bloody hands waved again and again.

"When the hell are you going to really grow up!?" Zhang Jie rushed forward and slapped the black cloth man hard.

The black cloth man was slapped in the face, and his head drooped, looking infinitely aggrieved.

Zhang Jie looked at his appearance, a trace of distress flashed in her eyes, she stretched out her hand and stroked the face of the black cloth man through the black cloth man, and then hugged him into her arms, "I'm sorry, my sister didn't mean to hit you, forgive my sister, okay?" ”

The black cloth man nodded vigorously.

"Be obedient and let 'those people' out. Can't let them come here. I'll try my best to hold them down and grab the 'key'. I'm not going to let them hurt you. Well, didn't we say yes? As long as Charen's life is served, we will not harm innocent people. ”

The black cloth man nodded subconsciously, then broke away from Zhang Jie's embrace, shook his head vigorously, and pointed to it at the same time, and then waved his hands again and again.

"Is this 'God's will'?"

The Black Cloth Man nodded.

"But...... But once they get here...... No, I don't agree! Listen to my sister and let them out. ”

The black cloth man shook his head vigorously.

"Don't you even listen to your sister?"

Shake one’s head!

"Then you don't want to be obedient and let them out!"

Shake one’s head!

"You're going to die! Do you want to leave your sister alone? ”

Shake one’s head!

The black cloth people only knew how to shake their heads and nod, but no matter what, they did not agree to Zhang Jie's request to "let them out".

In the end, Zhang Jieqi pushed the black cloth man hard, turned around and rushed out of the operating room, not knowing where to run.

The black cloth man stood dumbfounded, then hung his head, put the bald man's internal organs back into his stomach one by one, and sewed them up with needle and thread......