Chapter 150 The Gentle and Weird Third Person

The hysterical roar in her ears made Feng Yuhuai's face change drastically. She hurriedly grabbed Chang Qingsen's arm with both hands, and countless silk threads suddenly burst out from her fingertips.

Crunch!

The bloody bones were entangled and tightened by the silk threads, leaving dense scratches.

The bones were deformed and stretched visibly with the naked eye, and shocking cracks appeared.

Chang Qingsen's ten fingers were tightly clasped together, and those fingers that had become bone fingers were trembling violently, as if they were enduring unspeakable pain, and were cruelly broken bit by bit, making a heart-pounding crisp sound.

In the sound of crunch, first the two little fingers were hooked together and torn off, like broken fibers, and a piece of broken bones was strung out like a wire, then the ring finger, the index finger.....

The pain of the ten fingers being torn apart almost made people faint, and Chang Qingsen's remaining eyeballs bulged out, as if they were about to fall out of their eye sockets.

Chang Qingsen's face was completely distorted, and he just laughed crazily: "I told you there is a third person in the building. You don't believe it, you don't believe it, hahaha, then let's die together."

Feng Yuhuai's neck twisted 90 degrees in a stiff and unnatural posture. Her eyes froze, her pupils shrank sharply, and what she saw was a strange male face.

The man slowly took off his glasses on his nose, carefully and meticulously, and gently placed them on the waste pile beside him. He even did not forget to gently push the glasses with his little finger to ensure that it was placed just right.

In the dark curtain, a man quietly walked out. His movements were calm and calm, without a trace of violence, but instead revealed a sense of leisure.

However, such calmness made Feng Yuhuai feel a chill to the bone. Her hands and feet seemed to be tightly wrapped by cold tentacles, and a chill spread from her fingertips to her heart.

"Let go, let go, ah ah ah!" Feng Yuhuai screamed repeatedly, twisting her body wildly, and behind her was Chang Qingsen's even crazier laughter.

However, faster than Feng Yuhuai's scream was the man's footsteps. The man took a step forward, dragging a string of blurry shadows behind him, and appeared in front of her in an instant.

Feng Yuhuai's scream was suddenly interrupted, as if cut off by an invisible pair of scissors.

She could clearly see the face close at hand, the white and flawless evil face with almost no pores. She could also feel that the other person's breath was blowing gently on her face with a hint of coldness.

The chill was like a tiny ice needle, stimulating every pore of her, causing her facial pores to shrink involuntarily and tremble slightly.

The man's palm slowly raised, and his palm gently and slowly slid across her cheek, which looked like a gentle caress between lovers.

Feng Yuhuai's face was covered with goose bumps. She stared at the gentle curve of the man's mouth and felt a chill all over her body.

Chang Qingsen's mouth was exaggeratedly grinning, and he laughed like a crow. He was looking forward to the next dramatic scene.

He was familiar with this scene. Every time he dyed a kitten or a puppy, his movements were like this, extremely gentle and delicate. He seemed to have seen Feng Yuhuai's beautiful appearance when dyed blood.

Chang Qingsen's ten fingers had broken six, and the remaining four were also covered with cracks. His arm, which had been stripped of flesh and skin, was wrapped with red silk threads, as if it had grown circles of flesh and blood again.

But at this moment, he seemed to feel no pain. The expectation and longing in his heart anesthetized his nerves, just like drinking T-37 "refreshing liquid".

Feng Yuhuai's reaction was completely opposite to his. The panic was like a cold winter wind, freezing the capillaries on her face. Her face became pale and stiff, as if it had been cracked in advance, losing the warmth and vitality of life.

Then, he and she, who were hugging each other, finally heard the man in front of them slowly utter his first opening words in a tone that was gentle enough to break their hearts in this ambiguous air.

That voice, gentle and gloomy, was wonderfully intertwined, like the encounter between spring breeze and cold current, which made Chang Qingsen and Feng Yuhuai shudder at the same time.

"Yuhuai, since you love me, how can you let other men touch you with their dirty hands? This will taint our love."

The air froze at this moment, and so did...

The smile on Chang Qingsen's face froze, despair and anger surged in his heart, one of his eyes flashed with shock, and his voice trembled uncontrollably: "Are you two in the same group?"

Feng Yuhuai's brain crashed, her expression became distorted and weird, and her cheeks on both sides twitched asymmetrically as if they were hit by invisible electric currents.

Two overlapping sounds came out of her mouth, stuttering, like a robot whose program was stuck, and she squeezed out a few words with difficulty and confusion: "You, you, you..."

The man's palm gently slid down Feng Yuhuai's cheek, accompanied by a low and soothing voice: "Remember, I will not allow other men to touch you in the future. This time, I forgive you, but there will be no next time!"

At the moment when the words fell, his index finger bent gracefully, like an artist adding the last stroke on the canvas, gently and accurately pressed against Chang Qingsen's brow.

Then, he flicked lightly, and his index finger suddenly ejected a hideous piece of bone.

The next moment, Feng Yuhuai felt that her heart stopped beating for a moment.

Chang Qingsen died in an unclear way. At this moment, Feng Yuhuai did not feel any joy in her heart. Instead, she felt a little sympathy for Chang Qingsen.

Because she did not recognize the man in front of her who kept talking about love nonsense that was incomprehensible!

The next second, her head did not move at all, and her body below the neck turned 90 degrees strangely like a dummy puppet.

Chang Qingsen's warm and heavy body was suddenly like a bag of sandbags that had lost its life. It was thrown out with her rotation, and flew out fiercely, rolling on the ground for several rounds, and finally stopped on a pile of waste. His head was crooked, and his eyes, which had lost their luster, stared at the two people dully.

Feng Yuhuai got rid of the restraints and stretched out her arms without thinking. While [Snake Power] was running, her arms were like puppet prostheses, and the flesh and blood separated.

Her wrist and forearm were gently freed, and the forearm and upper arm were immediately separated. Between the three, strands of blood as thin as silk threads were like red bonds.

Instantly, the arm extended to three meters long, like a spliced ​​monster snake, twisting flexibly in the air, whipping the air, making a crisp explosion.

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ps: Hey, the review swallowed some words, I can't find out which words were swallowed, I give up!