Su Lin threw the old witch on the ground. Su Lin couldn't draw, but he still made one.
Moreover, everyone must have painted the painting Su Lin painted when they were young. In fact, Su Lin did not paint many paintings, but he was better at this one.
If you want to ask Su Lin what he drew, Su Lin will tell you that it is a tortoise!
That's right, what Su Lin painted was a tortoise.
"You will suffer retribution." The old woman stared at Su Lin fiercely and said through gritted teeth. She bit her tongue and her mouth was filled with the sweet taste of blood. She bit her tongue deliberately, and this was the only way.
It can keep her sane and awake. "You will die badly. You have no idea what kind of organization you have offended!"
"That will happen in the future." Su Lin said with a sneer: "I actually don't like killing people. But you keep forcing me. Look, my interest has been completely aroused by you now. You said, still
What game is more addictive than this one?"
Su Lin walked up to the old witch and stepped on her chest with one foot just like the old witch stepped on the bald man and the long-haired silver mask man. He said, "I just did something on your head."
Painting, guess what I painted?"
The old witch looked at Su Lin and said nothing.
"You must have heard the sound of rustling flesh and the knife just now. You must be familiar with this sound. Have you ever scratched a piece of paper with a knife? Have you ever cut tofu with a knife? Yes, that's it.
The sound - because I drew a tortoise on your head!"
When the old witch heard Su Lin's words, she instantly became a little crazy.
Scholars can be killed but not humiliated!
"Kill me, kill me!"
"Wouldn't it be too advantageous to kill you?" Su Lin sneered, "Answer my question, where is your headquarters? Tell me, and I will give you a pleasure!"
Hearing Su Lin's words, the old witch smiled.
Seeing the old witch's smile, Su Lin's anger rose again.
"Since you know me, you should know where I am! When I was in South Africa, the tribes there often played a game called Scarecrow."
"Do you know what the scarecrow game is? It's about inserting knives into people's bodies. Whoever inserts the most knives without killing the person is the winner. The person with the most knives inserted into his body is the last one.
Winner scarecrow.”
"I have seen them play before, but I have never played once. However, what I know is that their highest record there is 412 dollars. However, I used to be a bystander and never had a chance.
Give it a try - how about you fulfill me today?"
This kind of scarecrow game Su Lin is not just talking about, but it really exists. Just like the Lingchi execution in ancient China and being cut into pieces with a thousand cuts, it really exists in this world, but he has never had it.
Played with.
Constantly inserting knives into people's bodies will not kill them immediately. Thinking about it makes people feel scared. If the psychological quality of the person inserting the knives is not up to standard or the technique of using the knife is not agile enough, it will be easy to kill them.
People were stabbed to death.
"Do you want to try it?"
As Su Lin spoke, he stabbed the old witch in the shoulder.
Although the military thorn is curled, it is still as sharp as human skin, so it does not require much strength.
Su Lin didn't use too much strength. He held the military thorn and slowly pushed it into the old witch's body.
very gentle!
Very serious too!
As if doing something sacred.
Every time she pushed, the old witch's expression became more ferocious.
Every centimeter she advanced, the old witch's body trembled.
"Tell me, where is your headquarters?" Su Lin asked again.
"Hehe, hehehehe——!" The old witch laughed, and she laughed very crazily, with blood flowing from her mouth. "Is this your wild nature? Do you have any new tricks?"
"ah--!"
Su Lin roared angrily, and then pulled out the thorn.
“Puch—!”
“Puch—!”
“Puch—!”
“Puch—!”
"..."
Su Lin kept making openings on the old witch's body. Every time he opened an opening, the old witch's body trembled and the blood in her body flowed faster.
This military thorn is specially made, and the wound caused by it will cause more blood to flow out of the body.
"Say——!" Su Lin was crazy!
The old witch's face had turned extremely pale. When Su Lin drew the last knife, he knew that the old witch would not tell him, or that maybe even the old witch herself did not know where their headquarters was.
"Chi——!"
The dagger in Su Lin's hand suddenly penetrated into the heart of the old witch.
This time, the old witch's already somewhat numb body actually reacted again.
When Su Lin's military thorn arrow touched the old witch's pericardium, her body shook extremely violently.
It was like a man having epilepsy, twitching constantly.
Although the old witch cannot have inner vision like those legendary masters, she can clearly feel the trajectory of Sulin's military thorn slowly moving inside her body, and know when it pierced her skin and what
When it pierces the flesh, when will it pierce the heart again?
If the heart is punctured, the person will die.
The old witch is not afraid of death, because death may be a relief for her.
However, she was afraid of such a way to die.
She likes to torture people, but she never thought that she would be tortured by others. She likes to watch the various struggles and ugly behaviors of those people before they die.
She thought she was numb, but she didn't expect that when it was her turn, it would be the same.
She's afraid that she can feel the dagger swimming inside her body, but you don't have the choice to make it move forward or backward.
Su Lin is now doing what she often did before. He is using the military thorn to tell her that she is going to die, but she doesn't know when she will die.
This oppressive feeling before death is the destruction of confidence and the most powerful blow to the psychological defense line.
The military thorn was pressed against the outside of the pericardium and stopped moving forward, but moved backwards.
Because there are thirty-two barbs on the spurs, every time she retreats, a piece of flesh will be torn from her internal organs.
Su Lin deliberately twitched very slowly. He wanted the old witch to be punished and to make the old witch clearly feel the pain of his limbs being cut.
At this time, the old witch finally got a little impatient and said harshly: "Young pretty boy, if you have the guts, give me a sharp knife - let me die happily. Don't be so mother-in-law, like a pussy."