The eyelids were wet with blood and glued heavily. The liquid that spurted out splashed on Xinzi's leather gloves, and between the smooth surfaces, the blood beads slid non-stop.

After the eyeball was removed, the soulless orbital furrow grew, and blood and yellow pus filled every fold.

Shocked.

"Ahh

Liu Bo raised his head and opened his mouth wide. The other intact eye also seemed to be stinging because of the rupture of the nerve. His body spasmed from unbearable pain.

The sound of metal colliding, rattling. The limbs with bulging muscles are sucking the strength of the whole body, trying in vain to break free from the tightly bound belt.

Liu Bo's body rose and fell violently, his head escaping from the white sheets, suspended in mid-air. A stream of blood poured down, staining the sheets a dazzling white. The rudiments of a flower are blended, and a residual flower is bloomed.

Because the boy struggled with all his strength, he half-raised his body again, and the four rollers under the bed were unstable, and the small bed tended to turn up.

Seeing this, Qi Yu stepped forward and pressed the young man's body tightly, he pouted at the black bag on the side, and said to Xinzi and Ah Cheng: "Quick, get another injection." ”

Xinzi quickly took out the needle and medicine from the bag, and after getting ready, he easily found the vein on Liu Bo's arm, and pricked it with a needle, the tip of the needle sank into the skin, and the transparent liquid was pushed in.

Qi Yu also opened the metal frame that pulled the young man's eyelids, and the eyeballs were gone, and the eyelids closed and collapsed dryly. It is in stark contrast to the full undulation of the left eye.

Fluid circulates rapidly along the veins, a network throughout the body. The erupting green tendons, under the effect of the medicinal power, disappeared a few times. The limbs also began to weaken, and the hands that were clenched into fists were loosened.

Liu Bo shook his head and collapsed on the small bed, only to whimper a few words in his mouth. The pain subsided, but the boy's eyes were bloody.

Qi Yu, who was holding down Liu Bo's body hard just now, also breathed a sigh of relief, his body staggered a few steps, and his arm was a little sore.

After Qi Yu wiped the beads of sweat from his head, he calmed down his rapid breathing, "Next...... It's the ears. ”

His voice was calm, but he spat out horrifying words.

Xinzi handed over a knife, and Qi Yu reached out to take it. The knife is sharp and looks like it is sharpened like clay.

Liu Bo's eyelids spasmed, and he had no strength to open them. A slit narrowed in his left eye, just in time to take the blade in a flash. The cold light of the tip of the knife and the warm light of the lotus lamp, one rigid and one soft, but blended together, but responded to the sentence, "There is a tiger in the heart, smell the rose." ”

"No......" The young man gritted his teeth and wanted to speak, but only spewed out a few breath sounds.

Qi Yu took the knife and slashed in the air, stabbing through the hot air with two clicks. He turned his wrist slightly, feeling that the knife was very handy, and the corners of his mouth curled.

The tip of the knife was cold, and with a little force, a cut mark appeared behind Liu Bo's ear. Blood gushed out, and Qi Yu cut it easily.

The ears of the teenager are like parts of a doll that have been stitched together with poor needles and threads, half detached, half adherent. It's just hanging with flesh and blood.

The knife slowly moved forward, only a few centimeters away. The front sucked hot blood for the first time, greedily, unsatisfied, gulping down the bubbling liquid.

The boy felt that his vitality was slowly draining, his body was paralyzed, and he could no longer feel pain. The skin is getting colder and colder.

What happened next, he only vaguely knew.

After Qi Yu cut off his ear, he picked up a saw with regular zigzag arranged. The yellow plastic handle was assembled with a long, wide blade. Assembled into a man-eating beast of flesh and bones.

The scar on the head, I don't know who was there, dipped a little plaster and smeared it. The cold paste, as soon as it touched the hot and burning sores, boiled directly and evaporated into nothingness.

How could such a shocking wound be gradually healed under the action of ordinary and cheap plasters.

After the plaster was applied, Liu Bo's left eye was squinted, and in a daze, he saw someone approaching with a roll of bandages. He was wrapped around Liu Bo's head with bandages one after another, and the untreated wounds kept oozing blood.

The white bandage was immediately dyed red.

A roll of bandages was entangled, and the person who did it evilly left a blank on Liu Bo's face. Liu Bo's left eye was not covered, and he could still see his gradually splitting body and the blood flowers blooming in the air.

The saw clattered.

Qi Yu was holding a saw back and forth, unloading the young man's leg and arm. He put a hood on his head, a fur coat, and gloves...... It's all blood.

"Whew—" The man let out a breath and straightened his long-bent body as if he was in trouble.

"The bones are too hard," Qi Yu sighed, "I'm so tired from sawing!"

Xinzi took the saw, and they changed people.

The whole room has been dyed with red, as if bathed in a river of blood, and as far as the eye can see, it is all "red". Even the lotus lantern above his head was stained with a piece of blood. The "red" ticked and fell back into the boy's body. composes the ridiculous artistic conception of "dust to dust, soil to earth".

The arm is broken.

Then, one leg was also removed.

Liu Bo's mouth moved, and he only saw that the computer screen and video camera directly in front of his eyes were also stained.

A portion of it had been cut off from his body and casually thrown into a corner of the table.

Qi Yu took out four jars from the bag, two small jars, and two large jars. Then, he opened the row of plastic drums that looked like oil drums that were neatly arranged on the floor.

The smell of the hospital spreads, mixed with the smell of blood, as if you are in a hospital.

That's the pungent smell of formalin.

The three men poured the liquid from the plastic bucket into four jars, and then they put an eyeball, an ear, a broken arm and a broken leg taken from his body into the jar as if they had finally remembered Liu Bo.

Close the lid, it is a common human specimen in hospitals.

Qi Yu and Xinzi each held two jars, one large and one small, and stood in front of the machine, as if they were displaying the loot. The faces under their hoods must be smug expressions!

The boy got his wish and, with the help of the butcher, unloaded half of his body. From then on, he could be both obsessed with death and return to heaven after death. Qi Yu said the end of the story, "He finally reached the end of his obsession with death." ”

"This is a 'life to die' story. ”

After Qi Yu finished speaking, Ah Cheng, who was standing behind the machine, directly turned off the equipment. The live broadcast that was playing on the computer screen also came to an abrupt end.

There was silence again.

They looked back at the boy.

Liu Bo's left eye was also closed, and his stomach was still rising and falling slightly. They packed up their things, looked at the blood red that filled the room, and walked out of the room.

The door slammed shut.

"Bow, are you still alive?" someone called out to the boy.