I Am Picking Up Attributes in the Last Days.

Pile of rotten meat slid down the wall and turned into blood all over the floor.

Even if there are survivors, their bones and tendons are broken and they can't bear it at all.

The woman kneeling beside them raised her head and glanced, then looked behind her, as if she hadn't realized what happened.

Yang Hao, who was standing behind them, glanced over and couldn't help blinking.

The scenery is really spectacular, not what ordinary people can think of.

Shaking his head, he said to Chu Xiaoxiao:

"I'll leave it to you here, I'll go upstairs!"

When Yang Hao finished his words, he saw that the so-called second floor was just a specially opened dormitory area.

This huge house may be a granary dormitory, otherwise there would be no such equipment.

There are only a few holes in the wall, and a few m95 muzzles can be seen, facing the outside.

There are still people's heads above, looking down.

From their angle, they can only see the front of the kneeling woman, and they need to be carefully observed.

Yang Hao flew up and rushed inside.

Entering the second floor, it is directly like a living room of [-] square meters, and there are a group of people gathered here.

The sight made Yang Hao stunned!

Chapter 251 You whisper, she's asleep

Relatively speaking, the scene outside is nothing but a pediatric department, intended for immature elementary school students.

The second floor is the real devastation to women, which truly reflects the perversion and shamelessness of doomsday men.

"Director Wang, say, I want your woman to lick me!"

A stout man grabbed the long hair of an eleven- or twelve-year-old girl and spoke viciously to the fat man who was kneeling beside him with a bruised face.

"Snapped!"

As if he didn't hear an answer, the man slapped Director Wang hard and took off his pants.

"Director Wang, I run for you every day, and now I want to play with your daughter, open your eyes to me!"

The vicious voice echoed in Yang Hao's ears.

"No!"

Director Wang felt a deep threat, but he never gave in and made a sound.

Yang Hao feels that they are perverts, the little girl is underage, can you treat them like this?

This kind of person should be killed [-] times and never be reborn.

A dodging, appeared beside the man, and grabbed his neck.

With a slight force, he directly snapped his neck, and his body slowly collapsed.

The little girl hadn't reacted yet, and looked around in horror, her cheeks were red and swollen, and her eyes were almost unable to open.

Yang Hao placed his right hand lightly on her face, injected a burst of infuriating energy to help ease blood circulation, and looked to the side.

A woman in her thirties was tied to a large wooden stake.

The woman was covered with welts, blood dripping, and her muscles trembled.

But his eyes were full of unyielding eyes, his hair was stained with blood, and he was in a mess, staring at the man in front of him.

"Hey, are you still insisting? Look, don't you spread your thighs in front of me? I think it's useful to give you a hundred whips a day. Maybe you'll be willing to serve me tomorrow!"

Facing the woman's unyielding eyes, the man smiled meanly, and raised the barbed whip in his hand.

"Snapped!"

The scar on the woman's body was lifted in an instant, a blood mark appeared, and the muscles trembled in pain.

But she didn't hum, and still looked at him coldly.

Yang Hao gave her a thumbs up. She is a hero in women's middle school. She would rather suffer than give in.

Maybe if it goes on like this, she will become a zombie, and she will not hesitate.

Perhaps, her purpose is to become a zombie and bury the people at the scene!

Glancing in other directions, some women knelt between two men and suffered humiliation.Some were stripped naked and hung from the beams, surrounded by four men below.

At a cursory glance, more than a dozen women were suffering terrifying torture, and the men around were laughing wildly.

Crude words, obscene actions, and arrogant laughter are like demons.

Next to every woman, there will be a man kneeling, tied up, or dying, and also suffering humiliation.

There are also four or five women in leather clothes, like goblins, who are also torturing women.

More perverted, more unbearable.

Maybe women know women better and know how to humiliate and destroy body and spirit.