Chapter 1025: "Daytime Rain" Screening (Ten)

The scream stopped suddenly, and soon only the hissing sound of extreme pain was left.

The chopsticks dug deeply into Cao Hao's cheek flesh, and the middle and end trembled as his face twitched.

Visible pain broke through the screen. Roberto opened his mouth but no sound came out. The right half of Jasper's face was aching uncontrollably.

"Ah...uh..."

Torn by severe pain, Cao Hao lost his strength and fell to the side tremblingly.

Mawson took the opportunity to crawl out from under his strong body and grabbed the shovel pole in his hand without any hesitation.

"You fucking hurt me so much..."

Mo Sen stood next to Cao Hao, who was kneeling in pain and shaking, and his hoarse voice was particularly eerie.

He raised the shovel above his head with both hands and smashed it down with an obvious and simple power-charging gesture. The force was so fierce that it even made a "whooping" sound.

Two muffled sounds overlapped.

It was the sound of cutting into flesh; the sound of falling to the ground.

Su Qi froze not far away, still holding the wide tape in her hand, dumbfounded, her eyes trembling and looking down.

The camera moved, Cao Hao's legs were spasming wildly, and then upward, the shovel head was deeply embedded in his neck, partially blocked by his thick shoulders. The most obvious thing was the bright red blood stained on the collar of the light gray bottoming shirt.

There was no wailing in the room, only the rapid panting like a dog's breath, and he was out of breath. Within a few seconds, there was no movement at all.

Mo Sen turned his head and looked at Su Qi.

The almost thick black pupils moved very clearly in the process. Under the dark light, the two white spots of the eyes were extremely scary.

Being targeted.

Being targeted.

Being targeted.

Su Qi, who met Mo Sen's eyes, had trembling lips, her head was buzzing, and she had lost all ability to think.

A very shallow "click".

The shovel shaft fell off and became a bare stick.

It took Colton two seconds to realize that Mo Sen had broken the shovel while killing Cao Hao.

"No..." Su Qi's breathing was short and weak, and the sound was like a mosquito.

The thin man in front of him was walking step by step with a wooden stick. His movements were not fast. He was not deliberately creating an atmosphere of ease, nor was he creating a drama of playing with prey. It was just because he was wrestling with the dead Cao Hao just now and he still had strength at this time. Not back to normal.

Su Qi wanted to run, but her body refused to obey and she couldn't move at all. She couldn't even move a little distance.

In the corner of the screen, Cao Hao's calves and feet were still twitching, like a dead fish. Mo Sen walked forward, and he was only a few steps away from Su Qi.

"No, no...ah!"

The next moment when Mo Sen held up the wooden stick and Su Qi screamed and held her head, Qiu Xue [————] suddenly appeared on the screen.

She supported her upper body, [——————————————].

Tian Gang [——————————————————————————].

Damon and others in the private movie room were stunned in unison. The passionate sex scene was caught off guard at this time. Colton was even confused, and even Qiu Xue's immersed expression in it was blurry in his eyes.

Gasping one after another, Qiu Xue closed her eyes, Tian Gang frowned, and the facial features on their faces were slightly distorted, almost painful.

pain? Pleasurable?

Poof!

The scene changed suddenly. Half of Mo Sen's face was covered with blood spattered by Cao Hao, and he hit him with a wooden stick with one hand.

Poof!

Once, and again, and again.

Su Qi knelt on the ground, her bangs soaked with sweat and her hair messy. She let out an uncontrollable cry of pain every time she was hit.

Poof!

Her breathing mixed with whining became more and more heavy and powerless. Su Qi's eyes were distracted and she tried to crawl forward with her hands, but in fact she couldn't move at all. There was a pool of water stains under the crotch of her jeans, and urine dripped down.

Mo Sen made an angry sound from his mouth, and the killing still didn't stop.

"Um……"

Qiu Xue [————————————————————]. She [————————], her beautiful face showed a dazed look, [——————————————————].

Snapped.

Su Qi was sobbing, and there was only air exhaled from her mouth, unable to breathe in any more oxygen. Mawson was also tired from beating, and the heavy "pop" turned into an intermittent "pop", but he maintained the mechanical movement as if he had developed a habit, repeating the action of lifting the wooden stick and then lowering it.

The camera showed Cao Hao's bleeding face.

The camera shows Tian Gang's confused face.

A low-frequency piano sound like noise sounded unknowingly, and a few simple bass patterns were repeated, plucking the viewer's heartstrings back and forth.

Qiu Xue [——————]; Su Qi [——————].

The same posture, almost the same voice, one side is bloody massacre, the other side is [————].

[————————], without any tricks, the camera alternately switches between the two scenes, bursting out a violent sensory impact of sight, hearing, and thinking, and the enthusiasm and pleasure pile up in the air, rich and dripping.

The piano sound became more and more urgent, and the speed of parallel editing became more and more hasty. [——————] In the end, almost all of them came together in one place, [————————].

The piano sound, which was reaching its peak, suddenly weakened.

A white hand patted the bed, curling up slightly.

Qiu Xue [——————————————————————————————————].

Tian Gang [————————————————————————————————].

Su Qi [————————————————————————————————————] .

The bass piano played again, with more discordant intervals.

Mossen's face was so bloody that the details could not be seen clearly. He opened his mouth to breathe, and a bucket of gasoline was poured all over Su Qi in the pool of blood.

The music stopped suddenly.

There was only the "swoosh" sound of pouring gasoline.

After the bucket was completely emptied, Mossen grabbed the old newspaper on the shoe cabinet in the entrance hall and wiped his hands. Then he held the crumpled newspaper in one hand and took out a lighter from his pocket with the other hand.

With a "whoosh".

A bright and dazzling fire burst out in the dim little house, illuminating Mossen's pale face that had been washed and almost returned to normal.

He raised the burning newspaper and threw it out.

Snap.

A ball of tissue hit the edge of the trash can.

"Ah,..." Tian Gang opened his mouth.

Qiu Xue, who was covered with a blanket, smiled lazily: "It didn't go in yet."

"Haaa... The aim is too bad." Tian Gang muttered lazily, and then he lay down and hugged Qiu Xue from behind, their cheeks pressed sweetly against each other, and they snuggled tightly.

Qiu Xue chuckled softly, letting Tian Gang pick up her hand next to the pillow and interlock their fingers.

Damon and others in the audience had their hearts pounding, and only then did they feel their throats loosen and subconsciously took a deep breath.

2000+, it's gone as expected.

Next update: 9pm on November 22.