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The first thousand one hundred and eighty chapters scissors hell

This time, the speed of the little ghosts was much faster than the first time. Their tongues took less than a minute and they were torn off again.

They didn't even have the chance to cry. The little ghost appeared again, pulled out their tongues without mercy, repeating all the previous actions.

Once and then, the pain both of their nerves became completely numb.

The little ghost pulled his tongue faster and faster, and he stopped until the fifty-second time was finished.

At this time, their eyes had already dissipated, and their eyes were no longer about their lengthened tongues, but were looking ahead blankly.

When the little ghost appeared in front of them, they had no other move except for their body shaking, and they were reluctant to say anything begging for mercy.

The little ghost behind him let go of their bodies. Their bodies had already become a pool of meat. They were not willing to do anything at all, nor did they want to beg for mercy.

"The eighteenth level of hell, the first level of tongue-pulling hell, you have passed."

Ye Chen naturally would not let them stay in this numb tongue-pulling hell, as that would be too cheap for the two of them.

When the two of them heard Ye Chen's words, they slowly supported their bodies and stood up.

Suddenly, Qian Damao slapped Li Guihua in the face without any struggle, and cursed with a red face:

"It's all the fault of you, a slut. I said it a long time ago. Don't continue to do this kind of thing, but you just don't listen to me and must continue. Now, it's okay, it's okay if you die by yourself, but I'll have to take care of it..."

As he was talking, whether he was regretting or annoyed, Qian Damao actually shed tears. Tears that should have been sympathetic, but after they shed their chubby face, they seemed extremely disgusting.

Li Guihua was also angry. It was because she was reluctant to stop when she saw the money, but at the beginning, it was not her fault: "Qian Damao, you can even speak such shameless words. I remember that at the beginning you wanted to do such a conscience-abiding business, but I didn't agree at all. You insisted on pulling me together, and now you can speak like this!"

If you watch too many scenes of dog biting dogs, it will be meaningless.

Ye Chen would not let these two people quarrel endlessly. He was unwilling to waste any time for such things that were inferior to beasts.

Bang!

Another light sound was exactly the same as before, and it was dark all around, and only this person was still in the picture. When the picture lighted up again, everything around had changed.

There were screams all around, and countless little ghosts kept repeating this simple action, which was to constantly cut off the fingers of the ghost.

Qian Damao and Li Guihua were stunned at first, and then their bodies began to tremble and tremble. The so-called fingers connected to the heart, even if they were accidentally cut and stabbed into a wooden thorn, it would be extremely painful. Now, you have to cut all your fingers with scissors. That kind of pain is imagined.

The ghosts whose fingers were cut off by me screamed in terror. After looking around, they found that no little ghost noticed him. They immediately didn't care about where this was, so they raised their legs and ran away.

After a while, they found out that no matter how they ran, they were still in place and had no use at all.

"The second level of the eighteenth level of hell, the scissors hell!"

Li Guihua's feet softened and she fell directly to the ground. Her whole body kept trembling, shaking like a sieve of chaff.

Qian Damao's face was full of despair, and he could no longer bear the pain of the tongue-pulling hell. If it really continued in this order, then the endless pain would be to endure in the future.

When they lost hope, two little ghosts appeared behind them, pressing them directly to the ground. Their hands were stretched out involuntarily, and all ten fingers were opened.

Two blood-stained scissors were held by the two little ghosts and began to gesture on their fingers, as if thinking about which finger to start first.

"No, no, no." Qian Damao kept shaking his head, his eyes full of fear, his lips kept shaking. Before the pain of the tongue-pulling hell had enough time to completely pass, the pain here was about to invade again.

The two little ghosts seemed to have thought clearly, and almost cut off their little fingers at the same time, and blood suddenly surged out like a fountain.

"ah!"

"ah!"

Two painful screams came out of their mouths almost at the same time, and sweat beads were constantly falling on their foreheads. No other ghosts were flowing out of blood, but they were still living people now. Seeing their blood flowing out, the pain was so painful that they could not do anything, which was particularly exciting to their heartbeat.

The bright red blood soon scattered, and the blood flowing out of their fingers stopped, but the pain of being cut off not only did not disappear, but instead became stronger.

The fat on their faces began to tremble constantly, and their throats became hoarse because of their screams too loudly.

The fingers that fell to the ground were just one of their little fingers, and most of them were still there. After they stopped, the wound did not heal.

After seeing the blood, the little ghost felt a little more excited on his strange face. It was obvious that he had a strong interest in this. The scissors in his hand cut a piece of Qian Damao's little finger again.

"ah!"

The screaming sound was louder than the first time. Qian Damao's throat oozed out of blood, and then it flowed out along the corner of his mouth.

pain!

It hurts so much!

Li Guihua, who was standing beside her, couldn't help but she burst into tears. This time she didn't have her fingers cut with Qian Damao, but when she looked at the little ghost in front of her who was eager to try, she couldn't help but tremble.

"Ah! Ah!"

As she thought, the little devil in front of her cut off a piece of her little finger without hesitation.

The little ghosts then seemed to be stimulating, and never stopped once from beginning to end. Except for their middle cut into six sections, all other fingers were five sections, which means that each person happened to have fifty-two sections.

All the broken fingers were covered with scarlet blood, and they looked extremely scary.
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