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    Cali Cruz!  In order to save the little girl Hoey in the United States, the drug leader fed him a few bullets before leaving.  It's just that his smooth British accent is a bit revealing due to his missing teeth and shrunken lips. No wonder his voice sounds familiar to me but I can't recognize it.

    "I remember your snakeskin suit was very nice." After I recognized who Mu Naiyin was, I immediately became more energetic.  Although it couldn't help me get out of trouble, it still gave me a lot of support by sorting out the causes and consequences.

    "That's right! That was left to me by my father. It's very beautiful! Unfortunately because the military doctors couldn't tell whether it was the leather coat or my own skin that was stuck to my body, so they tore them off."  Cali Cruz sighed as if he was pitying himself: "Did you know? When they peeled it, they cut the skin from the spine, split the skin on the back into two halves, and slowly used the tip of the knife to separate the skin and muscles, like a butterfly spreading its wings.  When I tore it apart, I was still a little fat, and the doctors kept complaining that there was still a bunch of oil between the skin and muscles that was difficult to separate. It was not until later that they figured out that was my real skin."

    Hearing this, I remembered how this guy looked before. At that time, he was really good-looking, with black hair, brown skin, and a sexy Central American look. But now he looks like a mummy for teaching purposes.

    ¡°Do you know what it feels like when your skin melts?¡± Cali Cruz reached out and scratched the void in front of his face and stared at me.

    "It's just like me now!" I collapsed on the wooden frame and spat out a mouthful of blood. I felt like I was burning inside.

    "It's different! You don't know anything about pain!" Cruz stretched out his hand to support the armrests of his wheelchair and stood up shakily. He slowly stretched out his feet to test for a long time before finally supporting his feet to the ground and shaking off Minato.  The caregiver came up.  My knees shook like clothes hangers with screws missing, and I struggled to stand there without falling: "When you open your eyes every morning, you will see your blood cells carrying oxygen and nutrients crawling around under your face like maggots.  Go, even the nurse taking care of you will vomit when she sees your face. Only then will you know what pain is!"

    "Look at my nose!" Cruz stretched out his hand and pulled down his strong nose, revealing two dark holes. When the light swept over it, you could even see the tongue underneath. You could hear it when he spoke.  It feels a bit familiar: "It's so rotten inside that I can't even smell the stench of your pants. I have to wear this crappy plastic thing just to be able to talk. It makes me feel like Pinocchio."  You have a big nose that you got by lying!"

    "Do you know what this feels like? Do you know?" Speaking of excitement, this guy took the water ladle from the painter's hand and threw the boiling water in it onto my instep.

    "Ah!" The feeling was really different between the steel pipe and the direct pouring of boiling water on the skin. I felt like some animal had bitten my foot and started to grind it with its teeth. I felt like there were tendons connecting the soles of my feet to the top of my head.  She pulled it out along the back, and instantly overcame the burning flames flowing in the blood vessels.  The physical energy that had been evaporated by the high temperature was poured out like a giant hammer hitting red iron, and the few remaining stars splashed out.  Then he fell weakly back to his original position, unable to react except lying there and bouncing.

    "You know what? I consulted a biochemist and heard that pouring hot oil on your feet can produce a burning sensation on your back. Are they fooling me?" After receiving my crying confirmation, he smiled excitedly: "It's a pity that there is no heat.  Oil, but boiling water is just fine. I will keep pouring it up until you tell the truth. How about it?"

    "No! No! Please! Please! I only shot you three times! It has nothing to do with me if you lose your skin." I cried desperately, but begging for mercy was in vain.

    However, after the second gourd of water was poured down, it was obviously not as painful as the first time, except for the feeling of swelling and swelling.

    "It doesn't matter? What do you mean! Did I detonate the gas bomb that killed all my men?" When Cali Cruz said this, he started to scratch the bandages on his body: "They are all so rotten that they are like corn paste."  All over the ground. Do you know? I don¡¯t know why God let me survive, but what I know is that I want to seek revenge from you. I want to seek revenge from you" After hearing what I said, he went a little crazy: "I  Sell ??my drugs and you become your mercenary. The water of the river does not harm the water of the well, but now? You have killed all my men and the biggest buyer. It doesn't matter! I have money! I can find my men again at any time.  . I have drugs! I can find another home at any time. If this is all, I admit it! I will not be your enemy, because I know that even if one of you escapes, you will be able to take off my skin. But now  Look at me! I have no skin anymore, so I have nothing to fear! I will peel off your skin! Ah!" He stretched out his hand to grab me, but was burned by the hot water pipe under my skin.  Maybe I was frightened by the high temperature on my body.  He looked at his fingertipsHe was stunned by the protrusion he just touched: "Will he die of heat stroke? I don't want to take advantage of him so easily."

    "To the external high temperature, the human body is not as fragile as you think, and it is not so easy to die!" The painter took out a small piece and threw it on the table beside him and said: "Scientists have no idea what the human body can endure in dry air.  A test was conducted at the highest temperature. The results show that the human body can last for hours in an environment of 7¡ã; it can last for 49 minutes at 82¡ã; it can last for 33 minutes at 93¡ã; and it can only last for 2 minutes at 04¡ã. According to literature  , the extreme temperature that the human body can endure is much higher than this. British physicists Bragg King and Gentry endured a high temperature of 0¡ãC in a bakery. The beef and eggs they brought in were cooked, but they were unharmed.

    828 men endured four minutes in a furnace at 70¡ãC.  In Belgium in 1958, someone stayed in a high temperature of 200¡ãC for 5 minutes.  According to American aviation medical experts, if you wear thick winter flight suits, your heat resistance limit can be as high as 270¡ã.  That is already higher than the melting point of tin and close to lead!  "

    "Say it! You will tell it sooner or later! You have interrogated people. You should know that no one can survive it. Because the time is too long, the endless pain and time will break people's mental defenses. Can you  After three days, are you confident that you can survive a month of torture? What about a year? Those people are all foreigners from all over the world and have nothing to do with you. Yellow, white, black! You don¡¯t even know the color.  It's different. Is it worth sacrificing for them?" Little Tony wiped the blood from the corners of my cracked eyes and persuaded: "It turns out that this kind of external high temperature can be alleviated through body functions, but the density of the steel pipe she is wrapped around is too high, even if you  The body's desperate efforts to dissipate heat cannot fully absorb such long-term and high-intensity heating. After they change to a higher temperature fluid, sooner or later your body temperature will exceed the human body's heating limit, and the blood flowing to the head will bring higher than  At a temperature of 42 degrees, the protein in your brain cells will deteriorate and you will be finished! You will be an idiot even if you don't save him alive."

    My heart is like a beating drum, my headache is splitting, flames are burning and flowing in my blood vessels, and the temperature is getting higher and higher.  I couldn't concentrate on what he was saying.  I don¡¯t want to hear what he said clearly, because at this moment, my will is like a boat in the huge waves, which can be described as more than just swaying.

    "I will cool down his head to protect the fragile brain cells, keeping it in a sub-lethal high temperature state, so that he will not die or faint. What will be conveyed to his brain is nothing but endless pain, and he will feel like falling off  I am as happy as entering the boundless hell." The painter wiped the sweat from my head and smiled lightly on my face: "Tough guy! You have already refreshed the highest record in my hand, let me see what your limit is.  How much! You are too challenging! Maybe I will plead with Mr. Cali Cruz and ask him to give you to me as a plaything after you provide useful information. How about it? It is a way to survive! "

    "Put a collar on him and tie him in the yard. He will definitely not lose anything!"

    "That's right! Haha!" The guy next to him immediately started to cheer after hearing the painter's words.  "You guys step back first!" Cali Cruz rubbed his burned fingers and happily let all the other people around him step back. Only the painter, Little Tony, and Black Jack were left behind.  The Japanese who was executed also left the work to his medical soldiers and walked out on his own.  At this time, Kali Brutz's face turned red and looked like freshly cooked prawns, as if he had drunk too much.  After everyone left, he slowly walked to Trigger, who was still screaming, and then reached out and took a handful at his waist, which had been bruised, and pulled off a piece of flesh.  Knead it in your hands and feel the slender elasticity of the muscles.  Then he put it under his nose and smelled it, then fell on the iron frame next to the trigger face in frustration.

    "Trigger! Do you know why I caught you?" Cali didn't look at the trigger when he said this but looked at me.

    "Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!" Trigger took advantage of the intermission to take deep breaths to relieve the mental pain. I even doubted whether he heard Kali's question.

    "You have money!" Trigger took a breath before answering him: "Money can buy a lot of things."

    "That's right!" Cali Cruz picked up the whiskey on the table and poured a glass.

    "Sir! Your physical condition does not allow you to" The medical staff's words were interrupted by Cali's gesture, and she could only watch helplessly as he choked and coughed up blood after drinking the cup of brown liquid.

    "Look at what I look like now, damn! I can cough up blood even if I drink a sip of wine."

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????? He poured the remaining wine in his arms on the wound of the trigger, and the trigger on the painful iron frame turned his ancestor out again and cursed him.

    "Ahem! Ahem! A few days ago, I spent a million dollars to find some hot little stars from Hollywood to 'blow' for me all night. Before leaving, those little girls gave me a gift  'What a shame!'" Kali touched his lower body with his hands a few times and reluctantly drank the wine.Lying on the ground: "Yes! I am very rich! But so what? Just like I can't buy myself another erection. I can't buy the United States' Level 6 security information either."

    "Can I also get Level 6 security information?" After hearing what he said, I was surprised!

    Level 6 security information is considered highly confidential.  Although the Wolf Pack has a great status in the mercenary world, they are just pawns on the national chessboard.

    "You have a good idea!" Cali Cruz reached out and took out a stack of files from the side pocket of his wheelchair and threw it to the painter. The painter took it, opened it, glanced up and down, and threw it into Black Jack's arms.  After reading it, Black Jack carefully handed it to his partner behind him. The guy took it and hurried to the laptop at the end of the basement to type the document.

    "Trigger? Do you have Level 6 security qualification?" I squeezed out a few words from my throat with difficulty.  After a large amount of body fluids are lost, the trachea becomes like a desert road, so dry that dust can float up.  Every time I uttered a word, the air passing through me made me want to cough.

    After Trigger saw the document that Cali Cruz took out, he lay back and said no more. When he heard my question, he just turned his head and glanced at me, and then stared at the ceiling again.

    "Level 6 security! That's a highly confidential secret that equates to spies who infiltrate other countries." Black Jack smiled when he saw my unexpected expression: "Don't you know?"

    "He is a spy!" Cali Cruz pointed at the trigger and said to me: "A spy planted by the U.S. Department of Defense among the wolves. Do you know how I found you in the deep mountains and forests? Because someone reported to the U.S. government on time  Your mission and position. Don¡¯t you think it¡¯s not worth it if you did this for a spy who betrayed you?¡±

    I looked at the trigger and he didn¡¯t say anything!

    "Ignore him for now! How did you get this information? If money can't buy it, it means you are also a hawk of the US government?" I looked at this big drug lord.

    "Almost!" Cali Cruz looked at the trigger and stroked his face with envy.

    "You're not Cali Cruz!" Trigger asked, turning away from his touch.

    "That's right!" Cali Cruz smiled tremblingly.

    "Which organization did you work for?" In contrast to his twitching body, Trigger looked very calm when he spoke.

    "Department of Defense!" Cali's cooperation was surprising.

    "You are from Gray Spotted Chicken!" Trigger immediately understood the other party's identity when he reported to the work department. This also confirmed the other party's accusation. If he was not a colleague, how could he have realized the other party's identity so quickly.

    "That's right! Brother!" Cali Cruz took an iron brush and brushed the wound on the trigger. The trigger was so painful that he wanted to bend over and bite him.

    "It turns out you are a thief sent by the Ministry of Defense to seize the magpie's nest!" Trigger took a sip and did not spit it on Cali Cruz, but was slapped by him instead.

    "Yes! I am a thief! The U.S. government sent me to sneak into Cali Cruz's side. Taking advantage of our similarity in appearance, I became his substitute! I worked hard for so many years to gain his trust. I figured it out.  After everything in it, I killed him and took over everything from him! I obtained information about all hostile organizations in North America for the government, bribed a large number of officials in Cuba, and got rid of all the people they didn't like. What did I get? One sentence  Sorry! Information delay! 'So I became a guinea pig in a biological and chemical weapons experiment? F***!" It turns out that this guy is not the real Cali Cruz but a spy.

    "Perhaps you did a great job! You know too much!" It's not surprising that the rabbit dies and the dog is cooked, but I didn't expect that I would become the knife that slaughtered the dog without knowing it.

    "That's right! I know too much!" Cali Cruz clenched his fists and shouted bitterly: "The villa of the Counselor of the Ministry of Defense was bought with my drug money. They wanted me to die! But they didn't! What a pity.  Got it!"

    "Hey! According to what you said, it's not all our responsibility that caused you to be like this. You should find those who betrayed you." Because listening to him speaking, Black Jack beside him was not pouring boiling water into the funnel so frequently.  Okay, it finally made me speak a little more smoothly.

    "How do you know I will let them go?" Cali Cruz's smiling face almost distorted: "They are unkind to me, so you can't blame me for being unjust. After today, many people in Europe will be busy running for their lives!"

    "Don't youyou are so unsmartyou are already a dead man, and you have the net worth of Cali Cruz who has worked hard for twenty years to sell drugs. You should spend your money on healing yourself, rather than destroying yourself like you are now  Pushed to a dead end." Trigger looked at Cali Cruz and gnashed his teeth and cursed: "No wonder you can buy the Undertaker to work for you! Damn traitor!"

    "You have the nerve to scold me?" Cali Cruz held up his bandage in front of our eyes.He swayed forward and said: "Zuo Dao" "I just want your bloodthirsty friend to understand that the reason why he was arrested was because you betrayed him. And now it is completely unnecessary for him to suffer with you, as long as he says a word  . Then I can let him go and take good care of you, the traitor, for him."

    "That's great! Give this son of a bitch a good beating for me." I wanted to spit on the trigger to express my disdain, but after clearing my throat for a long time, I couldn't squeeze out any saliva.

    "Fuck you! Xing Tian!" Trigger immediately yelled back after hearing my words.

    "You still dare to scold me? You bastard! Don't let me walk out alive. If I walk out, you will be dead! I will cut your stick and bury it in the desert to steam it dry." After saying a few more words, I felt like I was  His dry and brittle vocal cords seemed to have been split by shock.

    "Fuck you yellow-skinned monkey! Are you going to cut me with a stick? Come on! Are you afraid of you?"

    "Yo! You're so embarrassed, damn it! You were the one who found the faulty gas bomb, and you were the one who caused me to be dug out of the snow pit. I've disliked you since the first day. I've long been dissatisfied with you.  I know you will kill me sooner or later. Damn it! Give me a brush! I have to brush his bones into a sieve." I stretched out my hand to Kali and asked for the iron brush in his hand.

    "You bastard! Want to harm me? Change the lead water, change the magma, and pour more water! Burn him to death!" Trigger spoke as if he was the victim without any guilt.

    "" The two of us cursed each other for a long time when you came to live with me. We didn't stop to take a breath until our throats were torn and we couldn't scream anymore.  But Cali Cruz stood quietly by the side and listened to our curses without saying a word.

    "It seems you have such a good relationship! You don't want to talk about it. It doesn't matter! Sooner or later you will talk about it!" Cali Cruz pointed at the painter: "Can you let him know the cost of being a hero?"

    "No problem!" The painter smiled and reached out to pick up a bowl of ice water and put it in front of my face. It had been baked until it was dry and cracking. I felt the cold air in front of my face and opened my mouth without her filling it.  There was no time to carefully consider the meaning of the evil smile on her face.

    The internal organs were shattered like red-hot glass by the pouring of ice water, and the esophagus was blocked with painful tearing like thorns dragging through it. The remaining half of the water could no longer be swallowed.  But the dizziness caused by thirst prevented me from spitting out the razor-like liquid.

    "Does it taste good? Want some more?" The painter saw my hesitant look and smiled proudly with the half-bowl of ice water in his hand.

    "It tastes good!" The desire to survive overcame the fear of pain, and I stretched my neck desperately to swallow the fatal liquid.  Extend your head with a knife, shrink your head with a knife!  I opened my mouth and bit the edge of the bowl, raised my head, and poured the water into my throat. The sharp pain caused me to cry while drinking and I almost choked. When the cold temperature started to spread from the bottom of my stomach to other places, I  Like a stone in a fire dropped into the Arctic Ocean, it was blown into pieces from the inside out. This was worse than being hit by a hollow-point bullet.

    "The shock of hot and cold can burst steel, and it is also effective on cells. We can keep repeating the current process until the gastric mucosa bursts into water and flows out of your asshole." The artist poured ice water on the red-hot iron cup.  , after a burst of water vapor rose, countless cracks climbed from the bottom of the cup to the edge of the cup.

    "I have acne on my face recently. It's great to be able to cleanse my intestines and detoxify at the same time! According to traditional Chinese medicine, defecation can be used for beauty, which is good for the skin!" I shook off the hair stuck to my nose and pointed at the burned area.  The swollen face said to the painter: "You should try it. It seems that you have been overheated recently and your tongue coating has turned yellow. You must have difficulty defecating, right? Be careful of internal poisoning and obesity. Your whole face will be swollen like a rotten strawberry."  , and there is yellow pus." As soon as he finished speaking, I saw the painter's sexy butt tighten a few times, and laughed proudly.

    "Fuck!" Before he could finish laughing, he got punched in the face. Black Jack's hand was half as big as my face.  With this blow, I wanted to blow the bridge of my nose off.

    "You think you can fool us? Huh?" Black Jack reached out and pinched my neck and pulled me in front of his face.  Looking at my suffocated purple face, he said viciously: "If my face looks like a Buddha with a kind golden light, then I'm sorry! It's really because of the damn sandstorm outside. There is too much sand falling on it. You have misunderstood me.  I'm sorry for teasing you when I was in a good mood. But if I still hear your bad jokes after I've reminded you once again that my sense of humor is limited, then your parents will be waiting to receive a shovel-loaded  Son of an envelope!"

    "Gudong!" I sniffed and swallowed the blood that blocked my breathing.  Slowly widening her eyes to meet his sinister gaze, the look of amusement disappeared.  I gently bit my chapped lower lip with my front teeth, and slowly pulled off a large piece of leather and flesh. After chewing it for a while and swallowing it, I slowly said to his face: "There is a saying in China: know how to do it."  Hitting people is not a skill, being able to be beaten is a skill! Let me teach you a lesson someday. If you are still as interested in telling jokes as I am, I will cut off my own dick and feed it to the dogs."

    ??"You!" Black Jack angrily pinched my chin and slapped me with the palm of his hand. Stars appeared in front of my eyes, and my teeth and heels were bleeding like spring water.

    "Bah!" I spat out the blood and saliva in my mouth and he shouted with a fierce look on his face: "Come on! Come again! Is that all you have? You sissy!"

    "Sissy?" Black Jack wiped the blood from his face and was about to punch me.  Hearing my words, he suddenly stopped the fist that was on the tip of my nose: "You called me a sissy? Hehe! Hehe!" This guy suddenly laughed sinisterly: "Thank you for the inspiration!"

    "Little Tony! Go get the Queen of Hearts!" Before Black Jack finished speaking, Little Tony's face turned pale.

    "Jack!" Little Tony grabbed Black Jack's arm that was wiping his face in panic and shouted: "You don't mean to but you just said he was a respectable fighter, how could you do that?"

    "I'll make him respectful!" Black Jack's laughter suddenly became as harsh as some kind of amphibious fowl.

    "But" Little Tony looked at me with a reluctant expression and hesitated in embarrassment.

    "If you don't want to, then you do it!" After Black Jack looked at Little Tony's face and knew that his answer was no, he snatched the intercom from his hand and shouted: "Down with the q of hearts."

    "Oh! God bless you!" After shaking his head, Little Tony turned away and went out. When he turned the corner of the stairs, a figure passed him and walked towards him.

    Wait for that guy to come closer.  My face turned pale too!  Because after seeing the appearance of the Queen of Hearts, I understood what evil thoughts Black Jack was having.

    "Oh! My God! Xing Tian! You are so unlucky! Oh! God" Trigger was dumbfounded when he saw this guy. He completely lost his energy in trying to fight me just now and kept using his hands.  He made the sign of the cross in the air and shouted to me with sympathy on his face: "I hope it won't hurt too much!"

    The short man in front of him has green eyebrows, a smooth face, white teeth and red lips, and the same strong muscles look a bit awkward when placed on the jade-like thin skin. The blond hair that reaches past his eyebrows can't cover the hair under the corner of his left eye.  He has a red heart tattoo. He takes a thin razor and trims his nails carefully while walking.  He walked closer to us and blew on the fallen debris. He put away the knife and put his hands behind his waist. He touched the heels of his shoes slightly with his toes. He pursed his lips and whispered softly: "What's the matter?"

    The special intonation with the word "gay" drifted into everyone's ears along the wind.

    "**Your ancestors are from the 18th generation. Black Jack! If you have the ability, let me go and play with you. What kind of ability do you have to do such an immoral business? You son of a bitch" I pulled him as hard as I could without waiting for his reply.  I cursed in a loud voice, trying to anger Black Jack and make him change his mind and kill me.

    "Why bother! Save your energy! You will definitely need it later" Black Jack was not angry at all.  The Queen of Hearts, who was standing tall in front of Tingting, pointed at me: "I heard that you have fallen out of love recently? Do you like giving me a gift?"

    "Wow! I thought you let it slip before, saying that this guy is an important person and no one can touch him without your permission." The Queen of Hearts covered her mouth and looked at me for a moment, her eyes filled with excitement like water.  It was disgusting all over.

    "You have my permission now!" Black Jack said and smiled at me: "Do you want to say it? It's still too late!"

    "I" Looking back at the bloody trigger beside him, his expression of "I can understand it even if you say it" made me feel slighted and made me feel the full extent of the hardships that I had endured for such a long time.  A sense of futility.  But looking at the strange man getting closer and closer, I felt terrified from the bottom of my heart.  Looking at his outstretched hands with nowhere to hide, I felt so anxious that I wanted to cry.

    "Wow! It's so hot! What is this?" The Queen of Hearts touched the heat pipe under my skin and was burned by the high temperature above, but she still continued to touch it unwillingly: "Oriental people's skin is so delicate, I like it!"

    Seeing the Queen of Hearts touching my butt, but I still didn¡¯t show any sign of confession, Black Jack shook his head and turned around to walk out.  After taking two steps, I thought of something and turned back to the Queen of Hearts, who was leaning against my chest. "By the way! This guy's nickname is 'Ghoul'!"

    "Oh! It's so dangerous!" Hong Tao immediately realized the danger of her position after hearing this.  He jumped back suddenly and jumped away from me.  After circling me for a few times, he said to himself: "It seems the only one coming is from behind."

    His hands were cuffed again and hung up in the air.  Except for the enthusiastic painter and Cali Cruz, everyone else did not like to see what was going to happen next and hurriedly left here.  The faucet hit him again with a powerful impact.  It brought the pain of whipping but also took away the scorching heat.

    This is not the first time that I have been left drying like a pig, but this time I feel completely different from before.??.  Under the Queen of Hearts' scanning eyes, I tried desperately to cover my exposed body, and I became shy!

    "Haha! This is such a good idea! So cruel! I'm so angry that I didn't even think of this idea!" Cali Cruz excitedly gestured at me: "You scream! You scream like a prostitute!"  I will record all this and send it back to your parents so that they can see the good children they have educated!"

    "We we'll see!" When I heard the sound of the Queen of Hearts starting to take off her clothes behind me, I didn't feel confident enough to say harsh words.

    "Don't worry! I won't tell redba! God!"

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Trigger mentions the least appropriate people at the most inopportune moments.

    "It stands to reason that you should appreciate the guy tied to the iron bed more! Aren't you white people all racist?" I tried my best to signal the Queen of Hearts with my head that she had another option.

    ¡°Fuck you!  Condom, now I reserve my opinion.¡±

    ¡°Carry it with you, so you¡¯re prepared!¡± The Queen of Hearts took out a condom and waved it in front of my eyes. He paid attention to a healthy sex life.

    "Are you ready?" The feeling of being held by someone's hands on your waist was really disgusting: "This is just to prepare you for entering the Slovak National Prison. There are thirty or forty people in that big cell. Even if  They¡¯ll also have their dicks pressed against your ass while you¡¯re standing.¡±

    "Isn't it just a stick stuck in the asshole? I have a lot of hooks and thorns in my body. Are you afraid of these things? That's what mercenaries are like. If you are caught, you will stand up. If you can't stand it, you will attack it. If you can't stand it, you will attack it.  Death, this is our fate, I will let you know when I can't stand it anymore! Come on!" I said some harsh words in a bluffing manner.  As soon as the tears were closed, they pricked the cheek bones and rushed down the top of the eyelids. A stream of heat rushed here and formed a pool to overflow the eyes.  Damn it!  I didn't expect that one day I would be "sodomized". If I couldn't die, I would have to eat this perverted bastard alive!

    I felt the heat on my lower back sliding down along my groin, forcefully squeezing open the two pieces of buttock flesh that I was desperately clamping.  Only now do I truly understand the helplessness and despair that a woman feels before she is raped.

    Time passed by minute by minute, and the expected pain did not come.  I was so confused that I turned around to see how long this bastard wanted to torture me.  But I found this guy looking up at the ceiling in a daze.  Following his gaze upwards, I was blinded by the dust falling from the basement ceiling.

    I couldn't rub it with my hands hanging, and suddenly I heard a loud noise above my head when my eyes were dark. I barely opened my eyes and turned around to see clearly that this guy's face was pale, and the penis on his buttocks bounced softly with the loud noise.  .

    "Looking at your virtue, this won't work? I'm still waiting to see how capable you are! I'm looking forward to it! Aren't you going to be impotent? This is so disappointing to me." Although I have already thought about it in my heart  Fang's gods thanked him a hundred times.  But he still sarcastically mocked the sissy behind him.  The guy originally realized that he was frightened, so his face turned ugly and he kept stroking his little brother with his hands.  He wanted to get hard again but was frightened by the continuous explosions outside.  In addition, I was so embarrassed after hearing what I said. In the end, my originally long dick shrank to the size of a peanut and I couldn't even hold it in my hand.

    Suddenly there was a loud noise again, and as the earth shook, my raised hands loosened, and something fell from the sky on top of my head. Then there was a familiar roar of machine guns, accompanied by large rocks falling from the top of my head.  After trying to clear his eyes, he realized that the ceiling above his head had been blown out, all the lights were extinguished, starlight shot into the basement from the cracks, and the Queen of Hearts covered her lower body with blood on her face and covered her lower body in the rubble.  He was searching for his clothes and firearms, screaming from the hot water and lead juice spilled on the floor from time to time, while the painter and Cali Cruz were lying under the bed far away.

    Although my feet were shackled and I was dying, I could not suppress the desire to make him disappear from the face of the earth when I saw a man who had intended to rape me walking around naked in front of me.  .

    "You want to fuck me? Bitch!" I yelled while he was bending over to pick up his clothes. I tremblingly picked up the scissors that a painter used to cut steel pipes on the ground. I drew them horizontally across his straightened hamstrings at the knees and cut them off in one stroke.  The movement tissue of his legs was destroyed, and the broken hamstrings retracted under the skin like earthworms.

    "You want to fuck me? Bitch!" Looking at the bastard who lost the support of his lower body and fell in front of me, his already muddy vagina was filled with power from the fear of his vagina.  He stabbed his gun-holding wrist with a backhand knife, grabbed his beautiful hair, lifted his head and pushed him into the still bubbling lead furnace.

      "You still want to fuck me? Bitch!" he yelled at the body that was still twitching.  lt/pgt

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