After Pengpeng's deep voice, the room instantly became quiet. He was the leader. Although his head was weak and he was no better than the others, everyone was in a panic at this time. He suddenly
Speaking instinctively makes everyone feel dependent.
"What can I do?" Aizi raised his head and asked.
Pengpeng gritted his teeth, stood up, smoked a cigarette, looked at the three of them with red eyes and said: "Chop it for him!! Put it into separate bags and throw it away!!"
"What??" The three of them suddenly looked up.
"Broken corpses????" The already insane young man cried out in a sudden collapse.
"This is so fucking perverted... What we just considered was injury causing death... If you are willing to spend money, you may not be sentenced to death. If the body is dismembered, the nature of the crime will change. At least go to the court and get a beating.
The nature is extremely bad, the methods are extremely cruel, and it seriously endangers social security. It is appropriate to shoot him!!" Aizi stood up and cursed.
"Can you stop ink stains? Whether it's a shooting or a fucking jail sentence, tell me, which one can you endure? Which one can you accept?" Qi Qi stared at the awl and asked in a trembling voice.
As he spoke, Zhuizi pursed his lips and murmured for a long time without replying.
Everyone is lucky. I have been around for so long and I have never seen anyone whose case could lead to a sentence of more than ten years in prison. He would surrender!!!
There are two endings for them. First, they are discovered by the police and then captured on the spot. At this time, the cases against these people will definitely last more than ten years, and they may even be shot. Second, they resist arrest on the spot and are directly shot to death.
So the mention of the corpse dismemberment really frightened Zhuizi, Qiqi and the pimple-faced young man.
But such a perverted and inhumane treatment method was unanimously approved after only slight opposition...
After passing through, Pengpeng stood up and locked the door. Then he took out several military thorns and machetes from the bag under the bed, and followed the others tremblingly: "Come on... let's fix it!!"
"Where...start?" The young man with pimples on his face was exhausted and covered in sweat. He was holding a machete, and his hands seemed to be unable to hold it, and he kept trembling.
"Let's start from here!!!" They gritted their teeth together, picked up a machete, held the handle of the knife with both hands, looked at Wang Yiheng's body with fierce eyes, paused for less than three seconds, and rushed forward suddenly
Cut off the neck.
"puff!!!!"
Blood spurts out like a fountain!!!
"Ah!! Ah!!!" The pimple-faced young man howled like crazy, then kicked his legs and fainted from fear.
"Ugh!!!" Aizi looked at the half-cut neck and vomited...
"Two losers, let's do it!!" Pengpeng turned pale with fright, but still said something, plucked up the courage, forced himself, and started to dismember the corpse with Qi Qi.
The plot below is too damn heavy, so I won’t describe it. If you must be mentally tough and have a heavy taste, you can refer to the two movies "Chainsaw Massacre" and "Zombie Crossing".
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Downstairs, after waiting all morning, there were no customers. A few waiters were playing poker boredly at the bar with newspapers spread out.
But just after noon, business came, and two more people came to the bar with two out-of-towners. The bamboo sticks wearing waiter clothes guided the customers who were about to be slaughtered, ordered something, and then went
I went to get wine from the warehouse on the first floor, but when I went in, I saw that the fake Chivas Regal 12 years old was gone, so I opened my mouth to ask, and the waiter who cut the fruit said, "Chivas Regal is gone?"
"We have it in the warehouse upstairs!" another waiter replied.
"Then I'll go up and have a look!!"
"Let me go, you don't know where to put it!" the waiter said kindly.
"No, I just happened to go upstairs to pee!!" Bamboo Stick said with bared teeth and was about to walk out.
"There is a toilet downstairs, why don't you use it?"
"Too bad!" Zhu Zhuanzi said with a smile and ran up to the second floor.
The space on the second floor is not very big. There are four or five private rooms, which are not open to the public. They are all places where Pengpeng usually smokes ice, shoots, and communicates with each other, so it is relatively clean.
Bamboo stick strolled towards the warehouse, but when he passed by Pengpeng's room, he heard the sound of chopping bones coming from inside. He was stunned for a moment and didn't care, because people like Pengpeng would smoke.
When you're old enough, it's not unusual to slaughter a cow in your room.
"Bang!"
Pushing open the door of the warehouse, Bamboo Stick walked in. After rummaging for a long time, he took out a bottle of Chivas Regal from an unbranded box and placed it on the beer box. Then he casually opened the toilet door and walked in.
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"Eh...!" Bamboo Stick opened the door and was stunned for a moment. He saw that the toilet was as clean as fresh, but the toilet was red and the water was all red...
After he reacted, he smiled, said nothing, took out his vagina and peed. During this period, the sound of chopping bones next door became louder and louder. He frowned, fixed his pants, and picked up Chivas Regal.
He walked out doubtfully.
After closing the warehouse door, he stood at Pengpeng's door, listening to the sounds inside...
"Pfft...boom!!"
"This game shouldn't work! I can't straighten my thighs!!"
"You can't fucking cut into the bones!!"
"I've cut the curling blade of my fucking knife, and I can't even remove it. I wish I had a chainsaw!!"
"Stop jbbb, I want to give you an atomic bomb, fuck!!"
"How about you do your thighs and I'll do your arms!!"
"I come!!"
"Boom boom!!! Puff, puff!!"
"**, I really can't get over it... just wait...!!"
Bamboo Stick was lying at the door and listening carefully to what was going on inside, but he still couldn't hear clearly intermittently, because when the people inside spoke loudly, they would obviously adjust their speaking volume...
"What are you doing? Arms and thighs, it makes my hair stand on end!" The bamboo stick was holding the wine. The harder he could hear, the more he wanted to hear, so he slowly put his ear against the door.
But there seemed to be a sudden silence inside. Just when he was about to stop listening and leave, there was a sudden sound of footsteps, getting closer and closer. He realized that something was wrong and took a step back suddenly, but it was too late.
Night.
"Bang!"
The door was pulled open from the inside. Bamboo Stick was about to say something with a smile, but his smile immediately froze...
Pengpeng neatly put on a new set of clothes and stood in front of the door. He was about to go out when he suddenly saw the bamboo stick and froze in place with a look of horror.
Bamboo Stick's eyes followed his body and looked behind him. He saw Qi Qi covered in blood, holding a palm and putting it into a plastic bag...
"Uh...Brother Peng...you're a little hungry, aren't you?? The whole thing...that thing...do you want to make hot pot? You guys eat while I go downstairs to deliver the wine!!" Zhu Zhuanzi was stunned for a moment and turned around.
About to leave.
"Peng!!" Pengpeng suddenly grabbed his collar and dragged him into the house with force.