honor me as god

Chapter 118 Guillotine Gate
In the western part of Dusk City, an abandoned slaughterhouse.

Wendy died here.

And now, another person, Park Sang-ha, was lying on the gate that had been used against Wendy once, and his hands and feet had all been removed.

Kino, Lugo, Baixa, Paladin, and a group of elite soldiers are all here.

Kino was wearing airtight clothes, a hood, and even a beak mask on his face, as if he didn't want to be polluted by the dirty air here.

With a wave of his hand, he signaled Lu Ge and others to leave.

In the basement full of blood, only he and Park Sang-ha were left. After the application for unlimited dialogue was passed, the two could communicate normally.

Park Sang-he grinned grinningly, showing his blood-stained teeth: "You bastard, you are really capable of playing me around."

Chino: "How does it feel to be prey?"

"Heh, heh heh" Park Sang-ha laughed wildly, "Want to know? Why didn't you ask that little cub, I chopped it into a dozen pieces, and she kept shouting so cold before she died~ woo woo woo ~I want to go home~hehehehahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!"

Behind the beak mask, Kino's amber eyes smiled into a crescent: "Are you trying to make me angry?"

Seeing Qino's smiling eyes, even a murderer like Park Sang-ha couldn't help feeling chills in his heart. The muscles on his face twitched, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You can laugh at this, how many people have you killed?"

Kino asked back: "How many people have you killed? Past life, plus reincarnation world."

Park Sang-he said with a cold face, "I can't remember, maybe a few hundred."

Chino: "Well, it's almost my fraction."

"Xiba. I met an expert?" Park Sang-ha grinned, "What if you catch me? You want to peel off my skin, goug out my eyes, and pour salt water on it? Come on, dog I, Uncle Park Sang-ha, am not afraid of pain at all, you think you can torture me to death?!"

Chino smiled helplessly: "Please, if you invite me to do slow processing, you have to pay, 24 US dollars for 30 hours, 8% off for the monthly subscription, you want to experience it without paying the money? It's too good to think."

"You're pretending to be Shiba! Nioh mom! Shibajiao! He~tui! tui!" Park Sang-ha was so angry that he kept spitting at Kino, but the two were far away and couldn't spit at all.

Chino: "Actually, it is generally believed that you have a lot of life experiences that can be excavated for an antisocial personality like you, but it is not the case. People like you are all carved out of the same template - a humble native family, a miserable childhood, long-term suffering From bullying, emotional frustration, and finally repressed inner outbursts, from rationality to numbness and madness, to the abyss—these are all stories that have long been tired of hearing and are very boring.”

Park Sang-ha yelled: "So what, you have something to do with Xiba?!"

"It's nothing to do with me. I didn't like dealing with anti-social personalities before, because people like you usually don't like to be clean." The smile in Kino's eyes faded slowly, and what remained was a deep gaze with almost no focus, " But you shouldn't break my kitchen."

"Hee-hahahahaha!!!" Park Sang-ha burst out into a maniacal laugh, his throat was hoarse from laughing, "I understand it. Interesting. You are so interesting! Hey, boy, how about letting me go? Come chop people with me, you must like this, let's chop people together."

Chino: "I'm not a pervert like you, why do I like to chop people?"

"You say I'm a pervert???" Park Sang-ha kept shaking his head, talking to himself with a smile, "He said I was a pervert. This pervert actually called me a pervert."

Chino: "I'm curious, is there anything in this world that can break you down?"

Park Sang-ha showed a ferocious smile: "No, I'm a devil! Devils never collapse!"

"A devil never says he is a devil." Kino asked with a smile, "Where is your brother, will he break you down?"

The smirk on Pu Xianghe's face gradually disappeared, and his expression sank: "Anyway, he was killed by you, and I beat him to death with my own hands."

Kino: "What if he didn't die? Given another chance, would you kill him yourself?"

Park Sang-ha cursed: "Xiba, what nonsense are you talking about?!"

Chino raised his right hand, and Park Sang-ha was stunned after seeing it.

This guy's right hand was obviously broken yesterday, why is it intact now?
Even if he went to a doctor to set his bones, he shouldn't have recovered so thoroughly.

Soon, Kino revealed the answer, he took out a sealing potion from the space ring, and said: "Phoenix serum, you reincarnators should be familiar with it, it can catalyze the activity of cells and allow wounds to heal at a super speed, known as 'the first medicine of reincarnation' Two Lives, I injected your brother with this."

Park Sang-ha had a bad premonition: "Bastard, what do you want to do?!"

Chino: "I want to play a game with you."

"Tap." Chino snapped his fingers, and Lu Ge walked in carrying Park Woo-ho, whose hands and feet had also been removed, and put him on another gate.

With empty eyes, Park Woo Ho said dully, "Brother, I'm so hungry, I want to eat kimchi"

Park Sang-ha roared: "Hey! Sepal! What are you doing?! Sepal"

He struggled desperately, but because he had no hands or feet, no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless. He could only try to gnaw the ground with his teeth, and move himself over bit by bit, but he didn't move very far, like a crippled dog. Lugo kicked back to his original position.

Lu Ge fixed Park Woo-ho and then Park Sang-ha, and pulled out a section of the dead-head brake rope of the two respectively, and tried to pull it.

"Hiss - hiss -" the guillotine's knife moved in response to the sound, rubbing up and down, making a rough sound.

After confirming that there was no problem, Lu Ge showed a sly smile, and stuffed the rope of Park Sang-ha's guillotine into Park Woo-ho's mouth, and then stuffed Park Woo-ho's rope into Park Sang-ha's mouth.

Chino: "Now, you are biting the rope of each other's guillotine. Whoever can't bite first will drop the other's knife. Then the question is, does the elder brother love the younger brother more, or the younger brother loves the elder brother more?"

Park Sang-he bit the rope desperately, with stinky saliva overflowing from his mouth, grinning his teeth and roaring: "Park Woo-ho! Hold on to me! Xiba! We have a month left to go, just bite like this for a month!!! "

"Tap." Kino snapped his fingers again: "Let her in."

Soon, a woman was brought in. When Park Sang-he saw this person, his eyes widened.

It was none other than Wendy's mother, Favlan, who walked in.

Kino walked over and handed a knife: "I will keep my promise to you. Now, the murderer's life is at your disposal. You can cut the rope right now and let their heads fall to the ground; or you can put down the knife and let them just kill each other like this." torture."

Favlan gripped the knife tightly, her face full of irrational anger, and pressed the knife against the rope
"Xiba! Xiba! No! Xu!! Cut!!!" Park Sang-ha howled frantically, and the violent veins on his forehead almost burst.

Favlan cut halfway, and her hand stopped slowly. Park Sang-ha's howling lingered in her ears, and the hatred in her eyes became more intense, and finally she silently retracted the knife.

After a long silence, she returned the knife to Kino, and said coldly, "Let them suffer here. I want them to taste a hundred times the despair Wendy experienced before she died!"

Chino nodded, and accompanied Favlan away.

At this time, Lu Ge seemed to think of something, walked over and spit thick phlegm on Park Sang-ha's face: "he~tui! How dare you spit on your grandpa? Go eat grandpa's saliva!"

After Lu Ge left, only the heavy breathing of the Park brothers remained in the basement.

Pu Xianghe's forehead was covered with bean-sized beads of sweat, his face was flushed red, his whole body glared angrily, and an indistinct voice came out of his throat: "Hold on! Park Woo-ho, we want to live, we can't let that bastard succeed! !!"

Because his teeth were clenched for too long, his jaw kept shaking, the rope was a little loose, and the switch knife on Park Yuhao's head began to falter, as did the one on his head.

The hunter became the hunted again
No.

A hunter is never a hunter.

In the execution ground set up by the devil, despair hits his face.

"Brother" Park Woo Ho kept twisting his body and made a distorted sound, "I can't bite anymore"

"Hold on! Hold on!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhseated!" The self-proclaimed devil finally collapsed."

Park Woo-ho wailed, his teeth slipped, and the rope slipped out of his mouth.

"Crack!"

When Pu Xianghe's head fell to the ground, the rope in his mouth was loosened at the same time.

"Crack!"

The two heads rolled and collided, burning into sparks.

(End of this chapter)