[MTL, BL] God's Love Game [Unlimited]

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Wang Zhihui's lowered hand stabbed the scissors into Ren Weiliang's abdomen, but her face was calm and natural.

She looked at Wang Qiaoqiao and said softly: "Sister Qiaoqiao, go back, you are about to see Feng Hejia and the others."

Wang Qiaoqiao looked at her tangled, and hesitated: "What about you?"

"I will be fine. "Wang Zhihui said lightly.

When Wang Qiaoqiao's words of relief came to his lips, he couldn't say it.

She glanced at Wang Zhihui hesitantly, sighed and turned her face away, frowned and trotted after Feng Hejia and the others.

After the figures of those people disappeared from view, Wang Zhihui's cold little face finally showed an expression, she bared her teeth slightly, her tender face was very fierce, and

the scissors in her hands were turned over on Ren Weiliang's stomach. Turning around and around, the red blood droplets fell on the ground, and the immaculate white paper surface was dyed bright red, like red plums in full bloom, creating a strong visual effect.

Xiangnu frowned, came over and took Wang Zhihui's hand, preventing her from continuing to disturb Ren Weiliang's stomach: "You can stop, I'll leave him to drive, if you mess him up, he won't be able to use it at all."

Wang Zhihui's eyes were cold, and the expression she looked at Ren Weiliang was not too striking or hated, but she was very stubborn.

She said, "I won't let others bully me. Anyone who bullies me will be avenged by me!"

She put down these words viciously and pulled the scissors out of Ren Weiliang's belly with a fierce look. When he came out, Ren Weiliang twitched and knelt on the ground, clutching his stomach and curled up pale.

It shouldn't.

Ren Weiliang was bound to get hurt when he was stabbed with a pair of scissors, but he shouldn't be so weak, as if his life was drained, his face was white as if there was no blood in his body.

Xiang Nu looked at the scissors in Wang Zhihui's hand and asked curiously, "These scissors are not ordinary scissors, right?"

Wang Zhihui grabbed the handle and clicked it twice, and said with a calm expression, "I used it to cut my classmates and teachers into minced meat, and it's much easier to use than I thought, especially after being soaked in blood. ."

When she said this, her voice was extremely cold, which made people feel chills in the bottom of my heart.

Xiang Nu was not afraid, but touched his fingers with regret, and sighed: "I knew I would also take a tool to open Xiangli's stomach, then I would have a beautiful knife instead of An extra pair of very long deformed nails."

Wang Zhihui was silent for two seconds, and then she restrained the cold expression on her face and became calmer.

Xiang Nu looked around, and Wang Zhihui asked him: "This person is already useless, and he can't drive anymore. Even if he can drive, the car can't move, right? How are you going to go to the next place?"

Xiang Nu touched the side. He reached out to Wang Zhihui and said, "Lend me your scissors."

After hesitating for a while, Wang Zhihui slowly handed the scissors to him. A paper chair, waving Wang Zhihui's scissors to cut it on the seat, and then Wang Zhihui saw that the paper chair, which was the same material as the cardboard box and should have been indestructible, seemed to have turned into real white paper under the scissors. , the fragile was cut into several pieces by scissors.