Chapter 55: The Lone Wolf

He was drunk that day, and at this time he found a doctor he knew, at first the doctor didn't believe it, but when the big ghost started, he completely believed it, and the big ghost who walked crookedly didn't need any observation and touch, just casually made a move to separate a little pig's bone and flesh smoothly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Each piece is exactly the same, and there is not the slightest scratch on the bone.

In the end, the doctor could only give him an example of cooking and practice makes perfect, which is not uncommon, it is the result of countless experiences, and there are such cases in almost every country.

But the doctor's statement only solved the reason for this, but what to do in the future, no one told the big ghost.

When he walked out into the street, all he saw were clots of blood.

When he slept with the woman who had been stripped naked, he looked down and saw that the flesh was flying, the bones were dripping, and those bloody pieces of flesh were tempting him to hurry up, hurry up.

He became more and more agitated, no matter how he tried to find the young lady, he could not satisfy him, he felt his head swell day by day, his hands kept shaking, every cell in his body was chirping, hurry up, hurry up, come on, we need meat, we need living people, we want to chop people into pieces.

He regained interest, and every day he went out to search for targets one by one, and chose one by one.

A good chef picks ingredients, and so does he.

He stared at the living with the eager eyes he had never seen before, and finally one day he struck, and when he landed the first knife, an electric current hit his head from the soles of his feet, and his whole body seemed to be put into ice cubes, and his head became blank, and his whole body was temporarily de-strengthened.

That kind of exhilaration, as if the desire that had been pent up for decades was once vented, but he was caught red-handed and thrown into prison, and after entering Hexagon City, he didn't care if there was any danger at all, all he knew was that he wanted to kill people, and he wanted to use a pig-killing knife to turn people into pieces of meat.

From the moment he killed the first person, this guy became addicted, and the feeling seemed to go deep into the soul of the person, making people involuntarily repeat.

There are many stealers who have been killed by him in the past three years, and every few days he will catch a living person, and then cut it little by little until the other party becomes minced meat and cannot be distinguished.

All the humans he saw so far were minced meat, and all he had done was cut down the cracks.

"Hey, baby, don't be anymore, right now, your food will be over soon, don't be in a hurry. ā€

"Baby, baby, cut him into pretty pieces. ā€

The big ghost licked his pig-killing knife, starting from the handle of the knife and licking it all the way to the tip of the knife, his expression was very intoxicated.

But Su Cheng didn't act rashly, the big ghost didn't seem to have any defense, but this guy's attention was definitely on himself, and if he didn't act carefully, he would definitely be attacked by this guy.

The big ghost's body moved violently, and after the huge body moved, it was like a thick wall rushing forward, Su Cheng had already set up a posture, and when the other party was moving, he acted at the same time, put on a posture, and did not lag behind, his body was much smaller than the other party, and his speed and flexibility were naturally not weaker than the other party.

The body fell down, pretending to be hard, and when it was about to make contact, the upper body leaned back directly, dodging the blow of this guy like the wind, and then the body twisted, and the whole person was like a spinning top with a blade, and countless cold lights came out from around Su Cheng's body.

Every time it falls on the body of the big ghost, it will bring countless blood lights, and blood will splash everywhere.

Then his body felt a stinging pain, a fist violently enlarged, 'bang' eyes straight out of Venus, followed by a cold throat, between life and death, his body took the lead in reacting, click, his neck twisted to the side, so hard that he even felt that his neck was about to be completely twisted.

But the next moment, the shiny pig-killing knife almost slashed against his throat, and the thick and disgusting bloody gas on it almost burrowed into his nose as if it had life.

Su Chengqiang held back his nausea, pulled out his dagger like lightning, and the two daggers were aimed at the vital point of the big ghost, and the other party's reaction was not slow.

Grabbing Su Cheng's collar was like smashing a stone, and he fell to the ground hard.

"Bang" twice, Su Cheng couldn't hold back for a while, coughed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly, the big ghost felt that his eyes were directly blurred, and wiped it with his hand, but suddenly he felt that his body was cold, his hands and feet were a little unfavorable, and when he looked down, two daggers were fiercely inserted into his heart.

Then after the body was free, Su Cheng's body did not pause, rushed forward, and then slashed hard.

The two of them flashed past in an instant, Su Cheng closed his eyes, not wanting to look at the disgusting wound again, the result was already obvious, the big ghost rushed forward a few steps with inertia, and then slammed heavily on the ground.

The red blood flowed sideways on the ground, the big ghost widened his eyes, looked at the sky blankly, his vision quickly dimmed, and he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood weakly, and then quieted down.

"Is anyone else coming? I'm seriously injured now, ahh ā€

Su Cheng stood in place and glanced coldly at the rest of the people.

His current state is definitely not good, the pig killing knife is very tricky to avoid his ribs and stab directly into his left abdomen, his right leg is still bleeding outward, just in order to control his body, his left hand buckled the ground, directly broken, ligament rupture, now he just feels hot, just like noodles, lost consciousness, that feeling is very unpleasant, soft and drooping.

The scalp was also broken, and the blood was dripping down the forehead, leaving a light red mark, which combined with the sharp eyes like a knife, giving people an indescribable sense of impact.

The rest of the people were shocked for a while, of course, most of them were that no one wanted to be the first bird, and everyone could see that he was already injured, but the more the beast saw blood, the more crazy it became, and the battle of the trapped beast, how much combat power would explode in a desperate fight, no one wanted to try it head-on.

So now Su Cheng is alone, just like a weak thatch, but this kind of thatch is actually like a rock, holding the break to the death, and no one dares to cross the thunder pool.