The oil lamps glowed dimly, and in this dark dungeon, two people faced off in a cell.

On one side, there were seven or eight prisoners whose faces were dirty and could not be seen clearly, and on the other side, men dressed in luxurious robes, who were absolutely not like mortals.

The prisoners rushed up, grabbed Mu Su and pressed him down on the table, and more than a dozen hands left clear black handprints on the robes.

"Help! What a disrespect! Mu Su screamed miserably.

"What's it called!" A dark face leaned in.

"What are you doing, don't let me call it!" Mu Su said dissatisfied.

Another dark figure walked up, with a tongue-twisting accent, and said, "What you are to us, prisoners are also dignified!" ”

"Then what are you doing with me?" Mu Su struggled for a while, but did not succeed.

This person lewdly showed a mouthful of yellow teeth, licked his lips and said, "Look at your fine skin and tender meat, can you cut off a few fingers for us to eat?" ”

"No." Mu Su turned his head to look at him, and raised his fingers in turn: "The thumb is used to refer to himself for boasting, the index finger is used to pick his nose, the middle finger is used to taunt and provoke, although the ring finger is very useless, it doesn't want to leave with his brothers." The little finger has ear picking. None of them will work. ”

"Then what do you let us eat!"

Mu Su bargained and said, "Are the fingernails good?" ”

The old man of the gang grinded his teeth in anger: "Brothers, hold him down for me." ”

A dirty old man next to Mu Su's head also persuaded him: "We all came here like this, you see, our fingers are gone." ”

The words show off their hands, the left hand is missing two, and the right hand is missing three.

It's quite humane, with a thumbs up, and I didn't lose a hand.

Immediately after, Mu Su's hands were pulled out, and then he broke his fingers one by one.

A lame middle-aged man took out a sharp piece of iron and said, "It's okay, it's just going to hurt." Later, you will be able to eat it for the newcomers, and maybe you can make it back. ”

"It's not a kidney...... Even the waist can't be made up! Mu Su struggled again, still useless. It was finally clear to him that he was 10 strength instead of 100.

The lame middle-aged man was salivating, and the iron piece was scratching on Mu Su's fingers.

"Hurry up......" a voice urged

"What's the hurry?" The lame middle-aged man put down the iron piece and said seriously: "I have chopped off more than 20 fingers, and I already know how to avoid the joints and blood vessels under the knife, and at the same time ensure that there will not be too much blood, and the flesh is fresh enough, and I can even move." You know that blood is the thing that affects the taste of flesh the most. ”

"Can you hurry up, I'm in a hurry." Mu Su urged, a third of the chapter has passed, and he hasn't cut it yet.

"Huh? Your mentality is not good. The lame middle-aged man pointed at Mu Su and persuaded: "You know, I used to be a butcher. Why is my slaughterhouse business the best? Because I know how to make them happy, and when they're in a good mood, the meat is—"

Before he finished speaking, the lame middle-aged man was squeezed out of the way by the impatient person who was waiting for him, and he was replaced by another person.

The newcomer did not hesitate, and he was about to cut it when he lifted the iron piece.

"Wait a minute!!" Mu Su shouted bitterly.

The newcomer was puzzled, Mu Su smiled and said, "Is it good to eat in a different place?" ”

"Where to eat?" The Boss snorted.

"Eat...... Dead skin? Mu Su asked tentatively.

"You're fooling me!" The boss was furious.

Mu Su hurriedly changed his words: "That toe! Toes are always OK! ”

"We are also cultured." A man in the middle stepped up, and Sven said, "If you don't have a toe, it will affect your overall balance and grip. Especially the toe thumb. Although the other four fingers are not very useful, they are not as cost-effective as two fingers. Especially when you meet people who don't like to wash their feet, it is extremely difficult to swallow. Although we are prisoners, we also have a work ethic. So fingers are undoubtedly the best choice over toes. ”

Mu Su was stunned: "Why are you prisoners different from what you said?" I don't love chrysanthemums and fingers! Also from the Second Hospital? ”

Bell Bell Bell –

There was a knock on the bar, and everyone turned their heads in unison, and saw two dungeon soldiers standing in the passageway, one of them looking for the key.

"The chief said, arrange the best single room for you, the cell. You bastards, let them go! ”

After saying that, he knocked on the iron bar.

"Quick, cut one first!"

I don't know who among the prisoners shouted. In the chaos, the newcomer raised his knife and fell, and blood splashed!

"Ah!!h The sharp pain in an instant made Mu Su break free from the restraints, and he covered his palms and let out a miserable scream, cold sweat.

"Ah!!h The same screams came from the side.

Mu Su stopped shouting and asked him dissatisfiedly: "What's your name!" ”

The man compared the severed hand that was bleeding out, and cried, "Cut off my finger, of course I'm going to scream!" ”

Mu Su looked at him, then looked down at the five fingers that were so good, and shook his palms disdainfully.

What, all the fuss.

The chaos in the cell intensified, and a bunch of people fumbled on the ground for severed fingers.

"I found it!"

I don't know who shouted, and a bunch of people stacked up, including those who were miserably cut before.

Taking advantage of this, Mu Su threw out of the cell, he turned around and squeezed to the fence, and laughed at the people inside: "When I get out, I will kill you all." ”

"Here, come with us." A soldier spoke. It's not strange to be in the cell farce. Or staring at the abyss for too long and being watched by the abyss, looking like a well-informed lazily leading the way.

Mu Su scratched the back of his head embarrassedly: "Do you have a cell for your eldest sister here?" ”

"Female prisoners, of course."

Mu Su was even more embarrassed and scratched the back of his head: "Thank you for your kindness on behalf of me, but I don't think it's better to break away from the masses." From the masses, to the masses. Don't be privileged, you just keep me there. ”

"Are you sure?" The soldier squinted at him, his tone indescribably strange.

"I do...... I'll start by asking them if they're over 40 years old, etc...... It won't be more than 50, right? ”

Mu Su faintly realized what was going on and asked, and by the way, he relaxed the conditions appropriately.

"You don't have to worry about this, there are no people under the age of 30." The soldier smirked.

"I'm sure!" Two hot gases erupted from his nose, and Mu Su's eyes flickered.

Entering a women's prison is the same as entering a women's bath, entering a women's toilet, entering a women's college, and entering a women's dormitory, which are listed as Musu's four major dreams when he was young.

Five of the Four Heavenly Kings are common sense.

……

The oil lamps glowed dimly, and in this dark dungeon, two people faced off in a cell.

On one side, there were seven or eight prisoners whose faces were dirty and could not be seen clearly, and on the other side, men dressed in luxurious robes, who were absolutely not like mortals.

The prisoners rushed up, grabbed Mu Su and pressed him down on the table, and more than a dozen hands left clear black handprints on the robes.

A dark figure stood in front of her, she licked her lips and said, "Look at your fine skin and tender meat, cut off a few fingers for us to eat, okay?" ”

Mu Su struggled: "What are you doing!" It's also over there, and it's better to use my body! ”