Chapter 620: Terrorist Surgery

The liquid in the syringe is injected into the body.

Zhao Erhu felt that his body was beginning to lose consciousness, and slowly, except for his head, he couldn’t move anything else.

How could this happen, isn’t it a nutrition injection? Why does it feel like the anesthesia needle given during the operation!

Dammit, this crew won’t be real!

Panic appeared on Zhao Erhu’s face.

“Director, director! Did you give me the wrong injection? This is not a nutritional injection. Why can’t I move!”

But the surroundings were quiet, and no one responded to him.

Only the so-called doctor in surgical gown standing beside him was still talking.

“Prepare the hemostatic forceps, now have an operation!”

“Wait, I’m not acting, I’m not acting!”

Zhao Erhu finally realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly shouted.

Even if the crew wanted to play, and he shouted the director so arrogantly, it shouldn’t be able to shoot well, right?

It stands to reason that someone should come out to do his work at this time, let him cooperate well, and that’s normal.

But now no one cares about him at all!

Obviously, this is not a crew at all! I must have been cheated!

“What are you doing, you are breaking the law! Don’t mess around, you liars, you are not the crew at all, right, you lie to me!”

Seeing those people who seemed to be really ready to operate on him, Zhao Erhu cried and yelled anxiously.

The head kept struggling, but the body was unconscious and could not move.

I could only watch the man in surgical gown and mask, picked up the scalpel on the tray in the hands of a nurse next to him, and came to his abdomen.

He raised his head desperately, looked towards his stomach, and saw that the scalpel was falling on the skin little by little.

“No, you lunatics, you can’t do this!” Zhang Erhu shouted with a numb scalp.

I cried more anxiously and broke down even more.

In the live broadcast room, the corners of the audience’s lips were slightly raised, and the barrage began to fly.

“The judge boss, is he still treating his body in his own way? This idiot’s current expression is really huge!”

“Hahaha, this guy lied to others to be a scout, and the judge boss deceived him to be the crew. This is really a pay for a paycheck!”

“Do you guys think that the most funny thing is actually the sentence, “You are not the crew at all, right, you lie to me”! (laughs)”



“I guess those girls who were deceived said something similar to him, but he learned to use it subconsciously. It’s ironic!”

In Zhao Erhu’s wide-eyed eyes, the scalpel slowly moved across his abdomen.

As the tip of the knife swiped, a blood line appeared.

Just like the knife is a red paint pen, the color will appear wherever it is drawn. It’s amazing!

But Zhao Erhu didn’t think this scene was fun or magical at all.

He didn’t feel any pain, as if the knife had struck someone else’s stomach.

But he knew that it was his body, and the blood flowing out of it was his own!

“No!” This kind of strong contrast and discomfort caused Zhao Erhu to collapse.

He wrinkled his face and cried with fright.

I want to look at the condition of my stomach, but I am also very frightened by the horrible picture.

So I looked up for a while, then fell down, and seemed very afraid of entanglement.

“Don’t draw any more, you will die!” Zhao Erhu turned his head and begged to the director and other staff in the distance.

I hope any of them can sympathize with him and stand up to stop this horrible act.

But when he turned his head to look, he was desperate.

I saw those people either look indifferent, or sneered, and then looked interested.

No one showed an unbearable look at all.

“You demons, the police will definitely not let you go, I want to sue you!” Zhao Erhu shouted in despair.

Can’t help but look at his stomach.

The expression on his face is even more frightened.

I saw a long cut had been cut above.

There is blood everywhere!

His heart is cold, if this continues, is he still far from death?

“Woo…you lunatics! Who will save me, please, please, whoever will call the police for me.”

“Don’t continue, really don’t continue!”

“Ah! That’s my intestines, my intestines, don’t!”

In the video, I saw a pair of gloved hands, pulling out some intestines from Zhao Erhu’s stomach, and kneading, pinching and rubbing them in his hands.

And this scene happened to be seen by Zhao Erhu.

He was so scared that he almost fainted.

That’s his intestines, how could it move like this, as if the vegetable market was picking pig intestines.

Thinking like this, he heard the doctor-like person say something that made him shudder.

“The flexibility is good, and the elasticity and sex are also OK. Cut the garlic and fry it.”

Zhao Erhu’s pupils shrank suddenly.

Fried, fried garlic?

Then the scalp numbs, these people actually want to use his intestines to stir-fry?

This time, the crying was even more sad and desperate.

But this is not over yet, and even more terrifying words are appearing from the doctor who operated on him.

“The kidney is okay too. Remove it and use it to make stir-fried kidneys.”

“Well, no, there is heavy bleeding, give me the hemostatic forceps.”

“Successful hemostasis!” At the same time, under Zhao Erhu’s horrified eyes, a kidney with blood was taken out of the huge wound and placed on a tray next to it.

There is a long intestine on it.

“My kidney, you can’t do this, that’s my kidney! You can’t take it away, give it back to me!” Zhao Erhu yelled frantically.

With bloodshot eyes, I glared at everyone around me with cannibalistic gazes: “I want to kill you, I want to kill you all!”

Suddenly, he saw a young man walking out with his hands in his pockets among the crew in the distance.

“It’s you, you lied to me here, I’m going to kill you!” Zhao Erhu stared at Ye Chen bitterly, his head struggling again. ..

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