I come from the world of punishment

"Oh, what a pity for such a beauty. I originally wanted to enjoy it for a while...but now it seems I can only take advantage of this."

He took out a small knife from his chest pocket, licked the blade with his tongue, and looked at Xin Meng with a sick look in his eyes.

This kind of performance made the words he said "enjoy" sound so chilling.

When the big guy walked in, a group of students who had already been frightened quickly shrank back into the corner.

Xinmeng had just been caught secretly making phone calls and was knocked unconscious. There were bruises on her body and face. The students saw this and did not dare to resist.

The big man grabbed Xinmeng's feet and dragged her away like a corpse.

"Teacher!" A student who had a good relationship with Xin Meng wanted to get up, but the people around her grabbed her and covered her mouth.

"Our only recourse is to wait for rescue!" Another student who grabbed her growled in a low voice.

But anyone who heard it could feel the vibrato in the words.

Sometimes staying rational is the most painful thing.

The students could only watch helplessly as Xinmeng was dragged into the "operating room".

But the operating room was read as an operating room, but actually it read as a slaughterhouse, and the smell of blood on the door frame lingered for a long time.

Inside, the doctor... no, the butcher, stood in front of a huge metal table with various tools placed beside it.

Xinmeng was placed on it, and her hands and feet were tightly bound by the locks of the necklace on the metal table, making her unable to move.

The butcher picked up the knife and slid it slightly on Xinmeng's fair skin, but did not cut it.

"What a complete skin... The moment you cut it open, it must feel very good."

When the big man at the door heard this, he knew that this pervert was sick again, and urged: "Hurry up, don't be nagging, otherwise you will not be able to enjoy it for the rest of your life when you go to jail."

"That's long-winded." The butcher was dissatisfied that his state had been broken.

But this is still somewhat useful.

He stopped inking and slashed Xin Meng's arm with a knife, and a blood streak appeared.

"What are you doing?" The big man looked at his meaningless knife and asked.

The butcher replied coldly: "This is my last concession. I like to hear the sound of pain."

A wisp of black-red energy emerged on his scalpel. This stroke could double the pain, enough to wake up a person who was in a mild coma.

"Cough! Cough!" Xinmeng's eyes suddenly opened and widened, as if awakened by a nightmare.

She coughed twice violently, as if she was drowning.

But when she reacted, she found that the reality on this side was a nightmare.

The pain that followed made her expression turn to pain before she could be surprised.

"That's right~" The butcher looked at this scene, his heart full of joy, "I really look forward to how painful the sound you will make next... Or will you roll your eyes and faint because of the pain? Don't worry, I will be kind. I’ll wake you up again~”

"Doctor! Hurry up!" The big man outside the door couldn't help shouting.

People standing guard outside had noticed signs of someone approaching.

"I said this is my last concession!" But I didn't expect the doctor to be stubborn. He didn't seem to care about money at all. The reason why he joined this organization was just for now.

The scalpel in his hand was stabbed on the table angrily, just less than an inch from Xin Meng's head. Any closer, and Xin Meng's ears might be damaged.

"Ah!" The cold air on the blade seemed to have cut into Xin Meng's cheek, causing her to scream unconsciously.

The butcher turned around suddenly, "That's right, this is what I need..."

He turned his head one last time, warning the big man with his eyes not to disturb him again.

Then he turned his attention back to Xin Meng, who was looking at her with frightened eyes.

Unfortunately, this look would not inspire any mercy from any butcher. The tip of his knife gently slid across her abdomen, cutting the clothes open, revealing the flat belly underneath.

"Ah~ What a beautiful belly. I have to say, you maintain your figure really well."

The tip of the knife took the place of the butcher's fingers, rubbing against it.

Xinmeng was so anxious that tears came from the corners of her eyes. This behavior made her feel pain and humiliation at the same time.

The tip of the knife went deeper bit by bit, very slowly, but the pain was not. It was increasing exponentially every second.

The black and red energy on the scalpel kept intruding, stimulating the pain.

"No... don't... ah!" Xin Meng wanted to shout, but the pain made her only able to utter one syllable.

Her body twitched unconsciously because of the pain, but because it was firmly fixed, she could only bear the increasingly intense pain.

"No... don't..." Her voice became weaker and weaker.

The pain reached her back, and she no longer had the energy to care about the miserable state of her abdomen.

She just wanted to faint quickly or let the executioner give her a good time.

"I hope... the police can save the other children in time..."

She suddenly wanted to hold on a little longer, so that she might be able to delay it for a while.

The butcher was also very happy, "Very good, I like obedient guys like you."

But with excessive blood loss, Xinmeng's breath became weaker and weaker, and she could no longer hold on if she wanted to.

"That's it..." Xin Meng finally closed her eyes.

It feels...compared with the fear of death, it doesn't seem that scary, including the pain just now...

This is the common sentiment shared by everyone on their deathbed.

Only at this time will people realize...the fear of death is actually a kind of gentleness in the world, but it is a little rough in expression. It makes the living live and the dead indifferent.

The sounds from the outside world are getting smaller and smaller, and the light is disappearing little by little. Death turns out to be not so scary, but it is just too quiet for people.

She just felt so lonely. She was alone in this darkness. She thought there would be many unknown ghosts with whom she could chat...about the past...

Thinking about it, Xin Meng suddenly cried in the darkness.

All this was so sudden... It was obvious that not long ago, she was making trouble every day with her best friend. At night, she would listen to her best friend complaining to her about a certain guy being stupid. Sometimes she would joke that she could catch him with ease, and then she would This resulted in an angry fight from my best friend.

It’s all my fault for procrastinating, UU reading www.uｕkanshu． Net had a lot of work, which made her start a few days late.

"It's your own fault..." she laughed at herself.

Just let it go...let your consciousness fade away.

"Xinmeng...Xinmeng..."

Somewhere in the air, someone seemed to be calling her name.

Is it a revolving door? Is it Yuxi calling her?

But the shout became clearer and clearer, and in the end it changed from two words to three words.

"Sister Xinmeng?"

Her face seemed to have been patted, so she thought about opening her eyes again, ah...it turned out to be that wooden head.

"Luo..." But it's okay, at least he's an acquaintance, let's say hello one last time.

But she was caught off guard, and the other person stuffed a bottle into her mouth first.

"Stop talking and drink first."