In fact, Cai Gen doesn't really care whether it works or not.
However, the rest is really not suitable to be said.
God of Bitterness, why not call him the God of Sweetness?
Under normal circumstances, when normal people experience inhuman pain, they usually choose to collapse or give up.
But Cai Gen, after experiencing that inhumane nine hours of torture, awakened the god of suffering.
Isn't this enough to explain the problem?
Can the attributes of the God of Bitterness still stand up to scrutiny?
No, absolutely impossible. Cai Gen doesn't even dare to think about it now.
To put it more seriously, Cai Gen now regrets discussing this issue.
Any further words will push Cai Gen himself into an uncontrollable abyss.
Giving Gai Qiu a look of understanding, Cai Gen rushed towards the cutie who was still overeating with a bone-cutting knife.
I don’t know who gave him the courage, or to show his loyalty, or to say that it was the inner sense of belonging that drove Cai Gen.
Anyway, now Cai Gen is obsessed with hacking the little cutie in front of him to death, expressing his attitude of being a hostile party, and giving himself an explanation.
Carrying the rain that disturbed Cai Gen's mood, he regained the great joy within two steps.
It's like every cell in the body is having a party, every cell in the body wants to find nectar after a long drought, which makes Cai Gen want to stand in the rain, indulged, intoxicated and happy.
This won't work.
Others are suppressed by negative energy, and it is even worse to indulge yourself here than to surrender.
Being cruel, Cai Gen slapped himself in the mouth.
After a little bit of energy, the pain was overwhelmed by the pleasure.
Still not cruel enough?
Cai Gen picked up the bone-cutting knife and started to pat his chest. Without any self-control, he took out Nunu's form. With his sudden surge of posture, Cai Gen walked in front of the little cutie in a few steps.
He swung the second-stage butcher knife and slashed at the little cutie.
The sharpness of the butcher's knife cannot be doubted, and it cut into the little cutie's body without any hindrance. When the butcher's knife left, the blood had not flowed out, as if the knife had never been cut.
Cai Gen is very satisfied with this effect. Isn’t it the same way in cartoons and TV series to express the sharpness of weapons?
After the knife passed by, everyone thought that it was not hit. Only after doubts arose, the target would scatter blood and die on the ground, directly maxing out the style.
However, Cai Gen waited for a long time, but no blood spattered out.
"Butcher's knife, what happened? Did you just cut it?"
"Whatever you say, of course I will cut it off, no need to question it."
"It's not a matter of whether I question it or not. Why didn't it cause any harm?"
Cai Gen held the butcher knife in his arms and felt that he was deceiving him.
"Cai Gen, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense.
Don't insult my innocence.
It was definitely cut just now, and the pleasure of cutting was absolutely real."
So sure?
Now it was Cai Gen's turn to be confused. He took a few steps closer and touched the place where he had just cut. Is there any trace there?
"No, Butcher's Dao, are you talking nonsense to us?
See for yourself, where is the cut?"
"I'm looking at the wool. If you don't believe it, try cutting it a few more times."
Cai Gen felt that what he said made sense. Even if the first blow was vague, you can't be vague every time, right?
Although the length of the second stage of the butcher knife is limited, it is relatively thin for a cutie that is dozens of meters thick.
However, according to the smoothness of the cutting just now, it can be cut in one meal.
Holding the butcher knife in both hands, Cai Gen chopped wildly, using the joy in his heart as his motivation, trying to kill the little cutie before his friends died together.
In other words, before your partners discover that you are strange, solve the source of your strangeness.
One operation was like a tiger descending down the mountain. Cai Gen was chopping and chopping, and he laughed unconsciously.
Think about it, Zhang Fei and Lu Bu were nothing more than that, right?
If there was another horse, Cai Gen felt that he would be more handsome.
"Stop, Cai Gen, don't torment me, save your strength, it's useless."
Um?
Useless?
Just now, Cai Gen closed his eyes because of too much force. When he heard the butcher's knife reminder, he opened his eyes and saw that it was of no use.
There were no wounds at the place where I had just cut, and everything about the little cutie was intact as before.
"Butcher's knife, are you kidding me?"
"No, Cai Gen. His flesh and skin are too tight and he can recover in an instant. What can I do?"
What kind of fleshy skin does it fit so well?
Is it tighter than a fly’s eyelids?
This time, Cai Gen slowly swung the butcher knife and stabbed it into the little cutie's body easily. As the butcher knife was pulled out, the original wound had indeed disappeared and returned to its original state.
It feels like using a toothpick to poke a piece of jelly the size of a house, and the effect is quite pessimistic.
Cai Gen suppressed the joy in his heart, put on a depressed face, and walked back to Gai Qiu lonely.
"This damn thing can't be cut. Are physical attacks ineffective?
Huh? Xiao Sun, Yang San, how come you two are serious about this?
Stop it, don't do this nonsense."
Cai Gen's words are of little use in this situation.
Xiao Sun had already transformed into Wu Zhiqi's form and bit Yang San's waist. Blood spurted out like a fountain along his fangs.
Yang San had already opened her third eye, which was like a laser beam, piercing through Xiao Sun's stomach mercilessly, leaving a bloody mess.
Looking at the situation, Cai Gen realized that if he didn't intervene, there would be one less celebrity in heaven. What would happen?
Before they could reach them, Xiao Sun and Yang San both fell to the ground from exhaustion. It was a draw, both sides suffered losses, which was quite tragic.
Fortunately, he is probably not dead yet. I don’t know why the son-in-law and the father-in-law had such a big hatred, and they went straight to die together.
Cai Gen put away his bone-cutting knife and took Xiao Sun and Yang San with him, one in each hand, back to Gai Qiu, and stacked them on top of Kui Niu and Xiong Haizi.
"Fortunately, let's stop for two.
Hai Dalun, please quickly treat their injuries.
If something goes wrong, it's all your fault."
Hai Dalun was probably tired of holding the golden apple, so he changed his hand and rolled his eyes at Cai Gen.
"Why are you so mean to me? Didn't you see that I was busy?
How about you come to hold a meeting?
You are not my godfather yet, don't treat me like a daughter.
Besides, we have come this far.
Cai Gen, you actually believe in an accident.
I really don’t know if I call you childish or naive.
I had an awakening the day I met my godfather.
There are no accidents in my life, everything is planned.
Whether it is a good result or a bad result, it is not an accident.
Therefore, I will never take any blame.
How could it be an accident to cause something as big as this little cutie?"
A word to wake up the dreamer.
Could it be that the trial for yourself had been arranged by the God of Pain?
So, was it also planned to invite the little cutie to be the final stage of the trial?
Are you mentally prepared in advance to face your lifelong enemy?
At the same time, inspire yourself so that you can have more guesses about the life experience of God of Pain?
The more Cai Gen thought about it, the more he felt it was like the God of Bitterness.
It will never miss the mark. A shot must be fired as loudly as possible, and it cannot be done without considering any aspect.
Trying to think about the arrangements of the God of Pain, Cai Gen began to dance the witch dance.