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The stimulation of the pain made Jeff smart, and he groaned a few times in a dry throat, and woke up slowly.

Roger threw the man to the ground like a dead dog, crouched down above his head, looked down at his swollen face, and said with a smile, "Welcome back to hell, Jeff... We discussed it a little while you fell asleep and finally decided to teach you a lesson to remember... Guess what we're going to do?"

The man who woke up again was not as calm as he was just now, looking at the innocent smiling face above his head, he was trembling and sweating, and he couldn't suppress a whimper in his throat: "Monster..."

"What?" Roger poked his head down, sticking his ear out, "Your voice is too low for me to hear... Forget it, it's useless to say anything anyway... Hermione helped me find a pair of pliers, I'm going to castrate him. ”

Jeff's swollen eyes widened in astonishment, and his exclamation was out of tune: "What!?"

"Don't make such an excited noise... Castration is actually very simple, I have had clinical trials... It's just a mouse, but what's the difference~ Isn't it?" the boy winked at him with a happy grin.

"You... You devil!" Jeff struggled to get up from the floor with a sharp pain between his ribs, "You're going to be punished by God..."

Watching the man's movements, Roger stretched out his foot and kicked his calf, and Jeff, who was already unsteady on his feet, fell face down to the ground.

"Hmm... Uhhh

"God can't control me, and he can't control you..."Roger crouched in place and watched Jeff struggle forward in severe pain, "You might as well pray for another lump to grow in the future." ”

At this moment, Hermione came back with a large pair of large scissors for pruning branches: "Didn't find the pliers, is this okay?"

Roger reached out and took the hedge scissors, opened and closed them twice, and nodded with satisfaction: "This thing has a proper palm of scissors..."

Armed with scissors, the boy walked over to the wall and gathered up the scattered ropes, ready to secure Jeff's limbs.

"I have a lot of money in the safe..."Seeing Roger's posture, Jeff lay on the ground and raised his head with all his strength and shouted at the two of them: "You can take it all, you can also take the camera equipment, anything! Just let me go!"

"I don't even have an interest in taking your eight cents... What's more, your home has been demolished by me, and there is basically nothing of value left. Roger slowly lifted the man to a relatively complete cabinet.

His hands were tied together, a rope was wrapped around his waist, his feet were opened as much as possible, one left and one right were bound, the rope head was firmly tied around the cabinet, and Jeff lay down on the flat cabinet in a 'human' shape.

Seeing that the calamity did not come immediately, the man's mind turned rapidly, trying to use this limited time to find a new breakthrough: "Listen, hey... You're making trouble for yourself, if you castrate me, you will never forget it for the rest of your life, you hurt someone, and your temperament will change..."

"What do you know?" said Roger, clutching the scissors in his hand and opening and closing them in front of Jeff's eyes.

"I've been there, of course it's not exactly like you, if you do something wrong, your conscience will always be disturbed..."Jeff turned his head to Hermione, who was standing next to her, trying to convince her, "And the little girl over there, do you think you'll think about it when you go on a date or get married in the future?" I promise you will... Don't ask for trouble. ”

"Wow~ You are really considerate, you have no selfishness at all," Roger looked at the man with an exaggerated and moved expression: "Could it be that you are just thinking about us and let me not castrate you?" ”

Hermione, who was standing on the side, also looked at Jeff with a blank face, and asked aggressively, "Suppose someone else says the same thing to you... Let's say it's in your portfolio, and the little girl in the picture stops you in front of you: 'Don't do this, it's going to ruin you.'" 'Will you listen?'

Jeff closed his mouth speechlessly, and twisted his head away in a dejected manner. The girl mentioned the portfolio, and he understood why things had turned this way...

"Get ready, Jeff... It's about to begin~" Roger said in a playful opening voice, and cut the man's belt with a cut.

"Fuck you!" Jeff scolded weakly.

"Your speaking skills have regressed so fast~" Roger squinted and smiled, slowly ripping off his pants.

The slow movement gave the man enough psychological pressure, but at the same time, it also made him force himself to calm down.

Jeff took a deep breath and put his head up in pain, looking effortlessly at the boy at his feet, "Don't do this... You need psychotherapy, normal children don't do that... I'll help you get a psychiatrist. ”

"Thank you~" Roger thanked him pertinently, and at the same time cut his underwear with scissors: "But if you really want to see a psychiatrist, I think this incident will make my medical record book a little more colorful~"

"Call the police..."Seeing Roger's posture, Jeff was completely desperate, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes and lay down in a dejected manner, shouting: "Call the police! I want to turn myself in, I am a pedophile, a stalker, a murderer! You can make me confess anything!! Hand me over to the police!!"

"You are so virtuous now, even if you tell the truth, no one will believe you. Roger said in a calm voice, picking up his panties with scissors.

The blade slowly got closer and closer to Jeff's vital point.

"Please, don't do this, do whatever you want me to do, please, don't !!" Finally, the man broke down completely, and his screams were filled with tears.

The blade pressed against his skin and stopped.

Roger held the handle of the scissors in his hand and asked with interest, "Anything?"

"Whatever you want! Hammer nails in me, feed me glass... Whatever you want! Say whatever you want me to say to the police! Please, I'll listen to you, whatever you want... Please, please..."Jeff cried out in a heart-rending cry, and the helpless pleading appearance made people feel pity.

Roger slowly lifted the scissors, stared into the man's eyes and said slowly, "Anything..."

The blade left the vital point, and Jeff gasped heavily, and nodded weakly, "Yes, anything, whatever......"

"Click!" the crisp scissors snapped open, blood splattered, and a lump of flesh escaped from Jeff's crotch.

"It's anything you say yourself~" Roger shrugged: "But I want to cut your little JJ~"