Chapter 106:

The man stared at the set of knives placed on the counter, with fear and determination. He is a senior executive in the company. He must wear a suit when he goes to work, and the tailoring of the suit is very close to the body, and he can't accommodate these extra hands. He couldn't imagine the scene when his hands suddenly tore the expensive suit fabric when he negotiated with the client, drilled from his armpit, and attacked the client ...
Wounded his wife, he can use a "family dispute" to disguise the police; hurt the client, how should he explain? Can he keep his job? Will he go to jail? Will it be caught by a scientific department and studied as a monster, thereby losing freedom and even life?
Do n’t look at men with high positions, high wages, driving luxury cars, and living in luxury houses, but in fact, as long as he loses his current job, he will lose everything in an instant. Every month, tens of thousands of home loans and car loans will immediately become the last straw to crush him. His life can't withstand the slightest waves. This is his sorrow, and it's also the fundamental reason why he often gets angry with his wife.
He had a hard time outside, and if he didn't find a way to vent, he would collapse someday.
Realizing that his wife did not move, he resisted the impulse to beat the other party and went to the kitchen door and shouted, "Lu Dan, what are you still doing? Come and help me cut my hand! I have a big list to talk about today, Must go to the company! "When he said this, the gray-grey strange hands were pounding the kitchen sliding door, which was not under the control of the man at all.
Lu Dan whispered while shaking his head, his eyes were full of fear: "I, I dare not, I haven't even killed a chicken! I really dare not." She wanted to escape, but her body was too painful, and she ran away Do not move.
"I'll let you hack, you chopped, less wordy!" The man looked at Landing Dan condescendingly, stomped on her spasmodic hands, crushed hard, and his voice was very cruel: "If you don't get up, I will never let you get up! "
Lu Dan trembled with pain, fearing his threats, and had to stagger up, walked into the kitchen, and asked tremblingly: "How, how to cut?" The hands suddenly struck her face, as if trying to kill her 'S eyes pulled out, scaring her to step back immediately, screaming silently.
The man quickly used his normal two hands to firmly control the strange hand and gritted his teeth: "Of course it was cut with a knife, would n’t you even be this? Why are you so useless? I knew I should n’t have been married to you ! Your whole family eats and drinks mine, and my brother ’s job is also what I am looking for. When it comes to using you, will you not even have this? Are you an idiot? "
Lu Dan's tears were frightened, mixed with blood and water, and slowly marked two marks on her dirty face.
The man resisted the angry roar: "Take the bone cutter, the bone cutter is the sharpest! What about the cutting board? Take the cutting board out!"
Lu Dan humbly followed his instructions, set the chopping board, and held the bone-cutting knife.
The man bit a roll of towel in his mouth, and then tried to control the strange hand to rest on the cutting board, but the strange hand seemed to have the ability to think, knowing that he was about to be cut off, and began to struggle frantically, and scratched the man. He really couldn't control them, he could only shout at his wife: "What are you still doing stunned? Hold it down? Cut down, cut down, cut down! I'm going to work late! You cut down!"
In a sense, a man is also a person forced into desperation by life. Even if he encounters such a weird and terrible thing, he must do everything possible to keep his job. His decisiveness and roaring frightened Lu Dan back again and again, his eyes full of tears.
She kept shaking her head and murmured: "I can't do it, I can't really do it, I dare not kill chickens, I can't do it!"
"You ..." The man was angry and hateful, but he was helpless. He grabbed her knife with his right hand and chopped it to the strange hand on the left. He finally understood why those people who committed suicide by cutting their wrists tried a dozen or twenty knives and couldn't get rid of their hands. It hurts so much! Damn it hurts so much!
Unbelievably, he could only grab his wife's hair, tuck the knife into her hand, and then grab her collar, threatening with teeth, "If you don't cut them today, Lao Tzu first Hack you! "When he said this, his strange hand was still waving and tearing, both attacking himself and Lu Dan.
Lu Dan saw the thick killing intention through his blood-red eyes, so he realized that if he did not follow his instructions today, he might be killed. And the pain that strange hand gave her has already reached the limit, her bones will be broken by them sooner or later!
Under realistic persecution, Lu Dan finally clenched the bone-cutting knife, and her husband put all his strength on the cutting board, and shouted hysterically: "Cut, now! Cut it!"
Lu Dan cut it with his eyes closed, the blade fell into the dense and strong muscles, made a bang, and then embedded in thin bones. Viscous blood splattered everywhere, making the kitchen smelly. Lu Dan didn't dare to open his eyes, but his ears were filled with her husband's screams.
He had never made such a sound. It was extremely painful and extremely terrifying. He could not hide but could not escape it, and he could only bear it, so he brought a lot of despair. The screaming made Lu Dan's ear tip tremble for a moment, faintly felt familiar.
Yes, isn't that how I usually call it? I do n’t know why, when I realized this, her inner fear and confusion actually blocked for a second, but this second thought was quickly disturbed by her husband ’s roar: "Can you just a little bit? You are Is it intentional? "
"No, no, I am not, I dare not!" Lu Dan cried while pulling his knife, but the knife stuck in his bones and could not be pulled at all, so the man was more painful.
He could n’t wait to kick her to death with a few feet, but he had to rely on her for help, and could only suppress it. He knew that if he was allowed to come, he would definitely not be able to do so.
"Can't you pull it out in one breath? Are you deliberately torturing me? Are you waiting for the opportunity to retaliate? Lu Dan, I've married you and it's been eight years of my life, you waste!" The man cursed viciously like before. Then she took her hand, pulled the knife out together, and screamed: "Continue! Cut!"
Not only the two were covered with blood, but even the original white and clean kitchen was stained with blood. The man bites the towel roll and forces the woman to raise his knife to cut his hand. This is also true of the most absurd drama in the world.
Lu Dan was already terrified, his eyes were always closed, and he cut the second, third, and fourth knives, and finally cut off the strange hand on the left; followed by the second hand, the same first knife , Second knife, third knife ...
Not knowing how many cuts she made, she was suddenly pushed away by her husband and kicked a foot with all her strength, but this foot didn't usually have the kind of cruelty that broke her belly, but only made her back two steps. Due to excessive blood loss, her husband has no strength.
He spit out the towel roll that had been bitten, and explained feebly: "Bring me two ropes and help me to bind the fracture. The blood is still flowing. I must stop the bleeding as soon as possible."
Lu Dan failed to cut off the strange hands together, leaving only two short pieces, and was slowly bleeding out. But there is no way, this is already the limit she can do. She opened her eyes and looked at her husband who was sitting in the pool of blood, and almost did not know him. She had never seen him so weak, embarrassed, tragic, and gloomy, as if dying.
She remembers one time when he had a cholecystectomy and was lying on the bed so weakly, but when she walked over with the lunch box, he punched him fiercely and broke her nose bones and blood splatter on the spot. She came two minutes late. Even if he is lying on a hospital bed, he is a tiger that can eat people, never weak.
But today, he is really weak. He bleeds too much blood, his face is white and transparent, his fingers move slightly, and then there is no follow-up action.
"Go get the rope to stop the bleeding for me, have you heard it?" His roar also trembles undetectably.
Lu Dan turned around and ran, found out the rope that he usually tied to her, cut it to a suitable length, and the fracture. The sound of her husband breathing in pain and the cursing of his poison came from her ears, but Lu Dan's trembling heart was slowly restored to calm. She didn't even know why.
After the wound was tightly covered with a layer of plastic wrap, the blood soon ran out. Lu Dan helped the man to take a bath, helped him wipe his trembling body, put on a suit for him, and put on a tie. That strange hand is as thin as a dead branch, and the remaining stubble is caught in the armpit, and there is nothing to hinder. On the surface, the man is still the handsome executive, but his face is pale.
He stretched out his hand to get his briefcase, but he was crushed by the sudden pain. How can he go to work in such a state? However, when he considered whether to ask for leave, the company called again to confirm his itinerary. He can rest for a few days and heal the wounds, the boss will not be inaccurate, but if he does not talk about this business, many people in the company want to talk. Without him, the earth is still turning, but without this job, he has no future.
"I'm going to work, you clean up the kitchen." The man finally gritted his teeth and left, he also had his helplessness and sorrow.
"Be careful on your way." Lu Dan stood at the door as usual and gave a smile to her husband. I don't know how many times. When she sent him out and said the words of blessing, she prayed that he would never come back.
The elevator slowly descended, and Lu Dan immediately closed the door and sat on the ground to gasp, but not long after she gasped, she had to climb up again, cleaning up the mess in the house with no effort. The broken furniture had to be thrown away, and the splattered blood had to be wiped. The strange hand had to find a black plastic bag and hide it in a hidden corner.
She knelt down on the ground and wiped large swaths of blood. Her expression was almost numb, but her mind repeatedly recalled what happened this morning. She didn't even see how the strange hands were cut, but she clearly remembered the feeling of the blade when it was embedded in the muscles and bones. There was some resistance, some rebound, and warm blood splashed on the skin. A little bit of numbness, even more choking smell.
She recalled over and over again, even pulling out all the details from her mind to taste. She simply didn't know what could be recalled. Shouldn't such a terrible thing ever be forgotten?
Her body was trembling, and she told herself over and over again-don't think about it! But her mind was disobedient, and every time she blinked, a clearer memory emerged.
In this strange struggle and aftertaste, she cleaned the house unconsciously, smeared the medicine as usual, and lay down on the bed to sleep. She thought she would be scared by insomnia, but she didn't. She almost fell asleep with her head on her head. Once again, she returned to this ridiculous morning, chopping her husband's hand knife by knife.
When she woke up, she found that her hand was shaking, as if she was still stuck in a dream, but there was no fear in her heart, but a daze and a little subtle touch. She didn't know what this touch was, but just walked into the kitchen mechanically and started cooking dinner.
The food at home is enough. In order to reduce her chances of
hooking people around
, her husband only allows her to drive out once a week, so she always fills up the refrigerator. She kicked the trash can and saw the strange hands wrapped in black plastic bags.
Fear of sanitation workers discovering that she never dared to throw them.
She seemed to be stunned, staring at these hands for a long time, and the feeling and smell of them when they were cut off began to appear in her mind.
At this moment, the phone rang and scared her and almost jumped up. Seeing the caller ID, she didn't dare to delay the connection for a second, and the man's slightly weak voice came from the microphone: "I'm going to entertain customers tonight, and I won't come back for dinner. Is the house clean? "
"It's all cleaned up, how are you, how are you?" Lu Dan asked in a low voice.
The man ignored her and hung up when he got the reply he wanted.

That night, the man came back drunk again, and took off his suit jacket and shirt as soon as he entered the door to check the wounds under his arm. After pulling off the rope and the plastic wrap, he was shocked to find that the fracture had actually healed. What terrible resilience was this?
He breathed a sigh of relief, and his whole day of depression began again. He shouted: "Lu Dan, Lu Dan, where did you die? Where's dinner?"
Lu Dan hurriedly ran out of the bedroom and whispered: "You didn't mean you went to dinner with the customer, I just cooked a bowl of noodles by myself and didn't make dinner." She was hurt more than any other time in her mind today. There is no way to think about it, so I stole it.
The man yelled angrily: "Don't you know that I can only drink alcohol when I'm with my guests, and I can't eat too much? You're a waste, you can't do anything well, you die for Lao Tzu, and today I have to teach you well .. cheap, bitch, I only know to spend the money of Laozi, not only you, your family are blood-sucking ants ... "
"Ah! Don't fight, please don't fight, I'll die again!" Lu Dan was caught by a man's hair and hit the wall.
It was at this time that the pair of chopped strange hands grew out of the man's arm again and waved his fists to Lu Dan. Not only was Lu Dan startled, but even the men were shocked. He thought it was impossible to regenerate the cut off limbs, but these blue-grey strange hands were beyond his understanding.
Why, how is this possible? The man unintentionally released Lu Dan, standing in utter fear, and Lu Dan immediately fled, locking the bedroom door dead.