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She stood just behind him, watching him stick the steel knives into his hands and feet one by one, and for a moment her mind seemed to stop spinning, to forget to stop, to forget even more about begging, to stare at the flow of blood from his hands and feet, to soak his clothes, to soak the snow-white fluffy carpet that covered the floor.

Seeing so much blood, Warmth suddenly felt as if the whole world was spinning, and everything in front of her began to blur. She wanted to scream, but she found that her throat seemed stuck in something, and even sending out a simple note was difficult, she even forgot to cry …

It was just a wooden sculpture standing stiffly at the side.

Yi Hao looked at Leng Kui's hands and feet, then at his pale face, which was covered in sweat. Finally, a smile appeared in his cold eyes. He held a steel knife in his hand, and for a split-second, he smacked it against his palm.

"Seems like, what is there to be afraid of!" Yi Hao stared coldly at Leng Kui, his good-looking eyebrows furrowed in thought. After thinking for a while, he said loudly, "Look at me, I forgot everything when I get excited. How can I forget such an important matter! "

Saying that, he gestured to the bodyguard who was standing by the side waiting for him to give out orders.

When the bodyguard saw this, he immediately walked to Leng Kui's side and pulled out the steel blade from his wrist and ankle. He untied the rope that bound him and allowed him to fall to the ground weakly, as if he only had half a life left.

Ah!" His hands and feet were already numb from the pain, but as the steel blade was pulled out, the piercing pain continued to spread rapidly through his limbs and bones. Finally, unable to withstand the pain, he began to groan in pain. Yin.

"…" Warmth saw her fall to the ground and curled up in pain. Her consciousness that had just recovered a little with great difficulty disappeared in an instant. She widened her eyes and looked at Leng Kui in fear. She actually did not know what to do.

The corners of Yi Hao's mouth twitched when he saw Leng Kui's wretched appearance. He walked over to him and slowly squatted down. Then, he mocked, "Is this the big brother Leng Kui that frightened the other two? How do I get the feeling that he's like an old dog who can't even put up a fight and only knows how to stay alive? "

After hearing these humiliating words, Leng Kui didn't even have the strength to breathe from the pain. He desperately squeezed out a few words from the gaps between his teeth, "Yi Hao, don't let me out alive. Otherwise, I'll make you suffer a fate worse than death!"

"Ha!" He used the steel knife to pat Leng Kui's face and said while clenching his teeth, "I'm afraid you won't be able to leave today!"

"Do whatever you have to do. Let's see who wins in the end!" He swore that he would make it out alive. He swore that he would make it out alive.

"…" Ihao stopped talking and looked at Leng Kui with a deep smile. He used the steel knife to slap Leng Kui's face with more and more force. Just when everyone thought he would use the knife to smash Leng Kui's head into pieces, he suddenly gripped the steel knife tightly and aimed it at Leng Kui's lower body. Body Cutting...