"As a man, as a man with sound limbs, you deserve what that man can get! You must understand that your poverty, your despair, your cuckolding, are all brought to you by this kind of man! So, you must resist! You need to take up your weapon, like scissors in your hand!" The sound of the little sheep's horn was very hollow, bringing a trace of drowsiness, Wang Wang unconsciously dropped the scissors in his hand on the ground, making a clanging sound, disturbing the hypnosis of the little sheep's horn, Wang Wang gradually woke up. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Niang Xipi! Niang Xipi!Niang Xipi!" Little Sheephorn expressed his anger with the swear words he learned from Wang Wang: "It's almost, it's almost there!But it's okay, I'll give you a major operation first, haha, you'll change when you're done!"

As he spoke, the little horn poked into Wang Wang's greasy stomach with the sharp fork handle in his hand, but no blood spurted out, because the fork of the little horn was too short, and only a layer of oil penetrated through the skin. But there was still pain, Wang Wang stretched out his hand and scratched the wound on his stomach, and said in despair: "Please use some force, hurry up, it's a little itchy!"

The little sheep horn screamed angrily: "I'm angry, I'm angry, you're a coward, you're a wretch, I'm going to kill you, you're itching, shouldn't you be afraid?"

At this time, Wang Wang regained his consciousness from hypnosis, and realized that this little sheep's horn was really going to kill himself, but he really didn't know what the reason was, and he actually felt a sense of relief.

"Wow, wow!" The little sheep horn yelled, raised the fork hard, stabbed it into Wang Wang's stomach, used all his strength to cut a big hole of more than 20 centimeters, and said with a sneer: "You will put your hand into your stomach!" Wang Wang really unconsciously put his hand in, it was warm and wet and slippery, and the touch was very good.

The little lamb's horn was pointed on Wang Wang's belly with a fork, "Now you will have a broken intestine in your hand!" Wang Wang listened, began to feel a trace of fear, and wanted to take out his hand, but the hand did not listen to his own call, slowly Wang Wang's whole body trembled with fear, and begged in a low voice: "Don't, don't, don't ......"

The little sheephorn smiled, smiling very strangely, and lightly tapped his fork: "Now stretch out your right hand!"

Wang Wang instantly felt like a knife cutting his stomach, and the painful Wang Wang instantly broke out in a cold sweat, his cheeks turned pale for a moment, his face was distorted together, and he took a big breath of cold air and suffocated in his lungs, feeling that he was about to explode. Even in this case, Wang Wang's right hand was stretched out in his stomach without hesitation. Wang Wang roared in his heart, stop, stop!

The little sheep's horn showed an expression of enjoyment on his face: "Well~ This is the taste, despair, fear, ruthlessness, darkness, if you had done this earlier, I wouldn't have to work so hard!"

Wang Wang's mouth trembled and he burst out a few fragmentary words: "I beg... Please... Leave me alone... Please!" He didn't beg his girlfriend to come back to him, he didn't ask the man to give the woman back to him, but now he really started praying like a beggar, the difference is that he is not begging for money, he is begging for life!

Little Sheephorn looked at him with disdain: "I won't touch this thought, now you have to give me a dark thought!

Wang Wang's mind turned very fast at this time, dark thoughts, dark thoughts, so he thought in his mind: "I want to kill that man, I must kill him, I want to cut off his tongue..."

Little Sheephorn smiled mildly: "It doesn't taste right!"

"I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill him! He cuckolded me, he humiliated me like this, he didn't treat me as a human being, he slept with my daughter..."

The little lamb horn looked at him disdainfully and interrupted his thoughts: "Hold!" Wang Wang's hand immediately clenched, and there was an extra slippery part of his hand, soft with some stiff touch, and he could clearly feel the shape and touch of the stool in the intestines, and even the truncated head secreted something sticky and slippery. Wang Wang felt that the fear had reached a critical point, and cried loudly: "Please, Dudu, please, little sheep's horns, please let me go!"

Little Sheephorn smirked proudly: "You haven't given me anything delicious yet, why should I kill you?" In Little Sheephorn's thoughts, letting go of Wang Wang is killing him, and Wang Wang hasn't understood this at a certain time.

"I'll give, I'll give, I'll give you!" Wang Wang's distorted face was hideous and servile, his eyes were full of resentment and anger, and he thought: "I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill him, I'm going to cut off his tongue little by little, so that he can swallow back all the words that insulted me today, and I'll use my fist to stuff his tongue from his mouth into his stomach." I'm going to chop off his hands, oh no! little by little, not all at once, little ......by little."

Wang Wang thought about it, and the little lamb horn smiled: "Don't stop, don't stop, it's delicious, it's delicious!"

Wang Wang seemed to be unable to control himself, a trace of blood flowed from his eyes, and the snot hung down from his nose, and with Wang Wang's trembling, the light mixed with saliva fell on his chest. Wang Wang kept thinking and thinking, but he didn't notice that his hand was withdrawn from his stomach little by little, and he was still holding the intestine.

Little Sheephorn laughed and said, "Yes, well done, now, you can smell the smell of death!" As he spoke, he commanded Wang Wang's hand to pull out Wang Wang's intestines, put them under Wang Wang's nose, and asked, "What does this smell like?"

It smells a little fishy, a little smelly, a little sweet, a little warm, is this really the smell of death? Why does death smell so good?

The little lamb leaned back and smiled backwards: "Now, you feel the touch of death!" commanded Wang Wang's hand to wrap his intestines around his neck, one circle, two circles!

Wang Wang felt the large intestine around his neck, felt the temperature, felt the oppression of the intestines on his neck and the feeling of pulling in his stomach, that kind of tacit understanding, and felt extremely happy! "It turns out that death is so warm!" Wang Wang's heart showed a desire for death, and gradually, Wang Wang felt that his body was a little cold, his mind slowly dissipated, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he slowly closed.

In a daze, Wang Wang came to a dim room, there was nothing in the room, not even walls, doors and windows, but he just felt that it was a room! The air in the room was very humid and stuffy, there was no color in his eyes, and there was no sound in his ears, which made Wang Wang feel extremely lonely and depressed, Wang Wang wanted to cry, couldn't open his mouth, wanted to shout, couldn't make a sound, wanted to wave his arms, but found that his whole body was stiff! He couldn't help but be stunned, where is this?