Chapter 1394: Extravagant hope

After his knife entered the skin around Wu Shu's neck, he began to slowly pull down, gradually expanding Wu Shu's wound. This knife Kawata Ichiro had been drawn on Wu Shu's chest, and then stopped. .
Bright red blood came out of Wu Shu’s chest uncontrollably, and then Kawada Ichiro started his second knife, which also started from the neck, but was different from the previous position. One knife was completed again, directly Wu The neck in front of Dawn is all in, like two parallel lines.
Kawada Ichiro laughed wildly: "It's really good, I didn't make any mistakes at all. It seems that my condition is better than I thought. It may be because you ingredients make me too excited. Okay, thank you so much. I can make better art today than before."
After he finished speaking, his knife penetrated Wu Shu's neck again, but this time it was different from the previous one. Before it was a vertical knife, and this time it was a horizontal knife. The scars were connected together as if they were drawn with a ruler.
Then Kawada Ichiro's eyes became more serious, he carefully put down the knife in his hand, reached out his hands and slowly touched Wu Shu's neck, then pulled it hard, and the whole was just scratched by him All the skin that came was peeled off by him.
Wu Shu's entire front skin was torn off from the chin to the chest. Such a technique as Kawada Ichiro was also very amazing. For ordinary people, I am afraid there is no way to do it.
Judging from his appearance, he must have had a lot of experience before, otherwise there would be no such sharp tools.
Wu Shu's entire body stiffened, and then his head dropped like this, as if he had lost his consciousness and passed out.
Looking at the blood-colored meat in front of him, and the tiny blood beads constantly pouring out of the meat, Kawada Ichiro licked his tongue, and suddenly buried his head, biting at the place where Wu Shu's chest had been peeled. .
"Well……"
The mumbling voice came from Wu Shu's throat, and he was awakened again by pain. Even if he was helpless and unwilling, he still couldn't escape such pain.
He still failed to die. As a metamorphosis, Ichiro Kawada said that the means was to think of Gao Ming. It seems that Wu Shu was already scarred already, but if he wants to die at one and a half times, the possibility is unlikely.
After releasing the mouth, Ichiro Kawada seemed to have eaten the best delicacy in the whole world. He closed his eyes. It was only when Wu Shu’s consciousness was about to dissipate again that he opened his eyes.
I saw him picking up two very slender, long needle-like knives from the table. Looking at Wu Shu, whose eyes were barely open, he smiled and said: "Sorry for the ingredients, you can't just like that. 'S death, otherwise, it will definitely be the biggest regret for you in this life, because..."
Kawada Ichiro's words were not finished yet, but his hand was suddenly raised, and he pierced into Wu Shu's eyes with the long needle in his hand.
Wu Shu had tasted this kind of pain once before he died.
At this time, Ichiro Kawada finished his words: "If you can't die in greater pain, you won't be the best art."
Kawada Ichiro was a bit fierce, and the blood on Wu Shu's body splashed on his face, but he stuck his tongue out and licked it, a very satisfied look.
Zhang Di and Wu Bin saw Wu Shu's so tragic ending, and suddenly could not say anything.
When Ichiro Kawada was still immersed in satisfaction, he suddenly smelled a odor in his nose, and immediately frowned and turned to look at Wang Bin.
In addition to the bright red blood, there was some yellow liquid under Wang Bin, dripping continuously from his crotch.
Kawada Ichiro's face was somber and his eyes were full of violentness. He didn't care if he was insulted before. At this moment, he seemed to be greatly provoked.
"Asshole! You... how can you be so timid, you are the best ingredients, I thought you were a man, even if you were afraid, it wouldn't be so...but now...you are too disappointing me, You can’t be the best artwork!"
The warm liquid in Wang Bin’s lower body flowed out of control when he saw Wu Shu’s death. Now Ichiro Kawada pointed his head at him. Although he was very scared, he was still more indifferent. .
Anyway, it's all dead. If Ichiro Kawada wouldn't look at himself as an ingredient, maybe it would be less painful.
It's just that he still underestimated Kawada Ichiro, destroying the best art in Kawada Ichiro's heart. How could Kawada Ichiro let him go so simple.
"Your trash can't be an ingredient, so I'll make you a waste of my knife skills!" Kawada Ichiro shouted like a crazy demon, and his hands moved on countless knives.
Then his hand stopped abruptly, the moment a knife like a long needle was put down in his hands, his hand picked up two other knives between the electric flints.
He could hear Wang Bin's heartbeat clearly. He swallowed, and his chest felt very uncomfortable as if he were pressed by a big rock.
When this moment really came, the instinct to fear death still made him feel very difficult even to breathe. There were tears in his eyes and his mouth widened, but he didn't say a word.
No one can understand how he feels now, because what he feels is already dead, and Zhang Di, who has not yet realized it, is just afraid.
Kawada Ichiro said angrily, "Relax, since you plan to make you the meat of my sword skills, then naturally you will not die so easily. Trust me, you can still live a long time, a very long time. The time is long enough that you can’t believe it..."
Wang Bin shook his head like a rattle. What he hoped most now was to be able to suffer less, but now it seems to have become a kind of extravagance. He didn’t even think about it, there will be a miracle, Kawada Ichiro Will let him go...
Unfortunately, extravagant hope is ultimately extravagant hope, because it is too extravagant, so it is impossible for him to happen.
Ichiro Kawada really killed too many people, both domestically and abroad, so it’s the same, so he knows how to make people live longer, and not so easily. Died under his sword. ..
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