Four people, each holding down the woman's limbs, locked her body, and resisted her struggle.

The knife in Huang Mao's hand, stroke by stroke, used the woman's belly as a drawing paper and wrote.

The blade pierced the skin, and the blood seeped into the blade. The woman writhed exaggeratedly, and the pain could not be erased.

"Woo woo woo, woo woo ......" her body opened wide and struggled hard, her slender limbs tightly suppressed.

"The butcher" is sneering.

Cold iron, warm liquid. The woman's eyes widened left and right, wanting to fight to break the net, so she fled, but there was no good opportunity.

Huang Mao casually threw the knife in his hand aside, and started the "old job" of photography. He grabbed the camera and took a picture of the woman's abdomen.

Blood oozed out, and the skin was broken like a crumble. The scars on the body are uneven, and the meandering is like a scar on the heart.

The red mark fell on the hot liquid. The scar continued to rise and fall as the woman breathed, like a living creature lying across the woman's abdomen, whispering.

A crooked and twisted, intermittent stroke of the word "obscenity" is imprinted on the surface of the body, and from then on, it can no longer be erased.

The moonlight after the rain is as clear as silver. Among the grass wet by the rain, flying insects jumped out from time to time. Fireflies flickered, scattering a faint green light.

It was originally a landscape looking for a guest, but how did he fall to this, and he made a mistake and became a victim in the back alley.

The woman wondered what she had done wrong, and why did Heaven send these people to punish her?

Is it because you are too naïve?

Is it because I'm too unsuspecting?

Liu Sanqian's eyes were blurred, his throat was hoarse, and he couldn't speak.

Hearing these thoughts, she moved her lips to tell the owner of the body, "No, you're not wrong. ”

She was extremely distressed, and secretly said: "It's wrong, it's not you." ”

Tears and rain are like flowers, crawling over the face, and turning into a large puddle of flowers on the ground. Bursts of pain invaded, and the temperature was withdrawn from the flesh. The blood takes away the heat, and the body gradually gets cold.

The men went mad, and the deprived spirits took away what was left of their sanity.

It's a carnival, full of gore and eroticism.

A group of butchers, a prey.

The tattooed man was dumbfounded and speechless for a while. He looked at the treacherous picture that slowly unfolded in front of his eyes, his body trembled, and timidity came spontaneously.

You can't go on any longer.

I've got to stop it.

How to stop it?

Ignorance.

His hands and feet were so weak that he couldn't bear to look at it again.

Huang Mao ordered another person to hold the camera at this time, and he picked up a knife on the side and aimed at the woman's belly and cut the flesh piece by piece.

The woman whimpered, blood choking on her throat. She coughed, unconscious, pain lingering in her memory.

Let me die like that!

After Huang Mao cut off a piece of meat, he raised it to his eyes and watched it for a long time, as if he was worried about what to do. He looked left and right and spotted the tattooed man who was trying to escape.

"Hey, where are you going?" the voice was cold to the bottom, like a flash of sword light, and the weapon was placed in his vital point.

The tattooed man had goosebumps all over his body, and he didn't dare to look back.

"Are you going to be a deserter?"

"I ...... That's not right," he muttered, "stop!"

Huang Mao sneered and made a gesture, and the young man named "Xinzi" moved his hands and feet and struck with a punch.

The tattooed man was on one side of his body and dodged the attack, "Brother Yu, it's too much." ”

"Grow one. Huang Mao nodded, and the three or two of them moved their muscles and bones and pounced towards the tattooed man. Even if the tattooed man is strong and strong, under the attack of several adult men, he is gradually unable to do it and has the upper hand.

Xinzi jumped up from the ground and twisted her neck. The tattooed man's hands and feet were shackled by several people, and he couldn't move around.

The boy stepped forward and kicked the tattooed man hard in the knee. The knee was bent by the force, and the tattooed man fell to his knees with a thud.

There was a man who locked the tattooed man's throat and gradually exerted force.

The tattooed man's muscles bulged, his eyes widened, his pupils protruded outward, and he slapped his arm around his neck, opening his mouth wide and letting out a rough gasp.

Xinzi took out the pack of pills from his pocket, poured a handful on his hand, and sealed the tattooed man's mouth.

With a "bang", the pill had no way out, so it had to be swallowed.

Then the people let go of their restraints.

The tattooed man lay on the ground, coughing incessantly, he shrunk and shivered slightly.

Seeing this scene, everyone stopped caring about him and returned to the carnival feast.

Huang Mao pinched the piece of minced meat in his hand, and his eyes emitted a strange light, he slowly walked to the tattooed man's side, raised his chin, and ordered, "Hey, you give me something to eat." ”

The tattooed man's eyes were not clear, his expression was dull, and his head was covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat. Hands and feet shrunk, and the body trembled slightly. After hearing the voice of someone talking, his eyes searched for the floating sound waves, glanced at the bloody hand that was close in front of him, and then remained indifferent.

Huang Mao was not annoyed, grabbed the tattooed man's chin with his upper hand, and opened his half-closed lips with a little force.

"Hee-hee. He smiled and shoved the slice of meat between his two fingers into the tattooed man's mouth.

The tattooed man hadn't come back to his senses, his teeth unconsciously gnawing on the blood-soaked piece of flesh - the foreign object that had trespassed into his mouth.

Everyone trembled at the sight, as if their souls were trembling. They looked at the thick lips that kept closing, and they licked them greedily and greedily.

After a while, the tattooed man who fell to the ground and fell to the ground staggered to his feet, covering his mouth and nose and coughing incessantly. A lot of saliva mixed with snot flew across the face. He just felt that every cell in his body was clamoring to join in the carnival. It's all swelling, splitting, and very conscious.

He still gave in.

The crowd stripped naked, shirtless, and screamed. They greeted the tattooed man as they walked by, giving them a high-five.

"Hey, bro. ”

This was the last word that Liu Sanqian and the woman heard before they lost consciousness.

Without physical support, the eyes closed silently. At the last moment when Liu Sanqian hung down on his eyelids, what he saw was a disgusting picture of Huang Mao pulling the woman's legs open and squeezing her body in.

At half past one in the morning, even the wild cats in the city are fighting the Sandman in their dreams. It seems that only these few men in the entire Nanling Town are still maintaining a high degree of sobriety and excitement.

After a night of revelry, the "prey" they caught was lying on the ground like a roll of rags.

The woman's body was covered in scars and viscous fluid, and the pale skin was more visible than blood.

The word "lewdness" and the Taoist cut marks on the stomach are shocking, and their existence tells the past and pain of the woman's humiliation.

A couple of men were tired of playing and sat in the corner of the wall and smoked. They threw their heads up and exhaled circles of smoke, their eyes glazed over.

The red glow of a camera on the ground flashed back and forth, warning everyone that it was running out of power. Huang Mao stretched out his hand, raised the camera in front of him, and fiddled twice, "God, this time it will definitely be sold for a big price!"

There was a burst of snoring around them, and a few people had spent all their energy and fell asleep sleepily.

"It's fucking useless. ”

Huang Mao twisted the cigarette butt on the ground and set his eyes on the woman. He stared at the woman unfathomably for a few moments, the effect of the medicine had passed, and the sleeping insects that had been suppressed for a long time swept back and raged everywhere, and gradually his consciousness began to become unclear.

He closed his eyes and eventually fell into a deep sleep.