Infinite Terror of Others

(This book is cruel. So is this volume. Today’s chapter is even more shameless. Don’t read it for the faint of heart or those with heart problems. Don’t read it for those who think you are righteous)

I'm persistent, I'm stubborn, I'm cruel. And I don't want to repeat what I said a second time. Zou Hang opened his eyes, and Yamamoto Kazuo felt as if he had fallen into the abyss of hell. The boy in front of him looked like a white-haired grim reaper. His mind was very confused, and there were many speculations at that time, including many inhumane punishments that he often used to deal with his mortal enemies. But he felt that even his seemingly crazy actions could not compare to the pain Zou Hang was going to bring to him.

That is infinite terror. On the verge of being paralyzed by fear and suppressing his rationality, he actually wanted to let go and hand over the key to him. But in this moment of thought. He suddenly said no to himself loudly! He was a cruel person, and he knew that even if he handed the key to this young man, he would die. Moreover, if the key is handed over, the ideal that he has been looking forward to, the revival of the Japanese Empire, will not be completed.

For a while. Yamamoto Kazuo was relieved. His eyes became firmer. He never told anyone, including his son, where the key was. So he is still valuable now. The young man in front of him will never let him die until he finds him. Then there is still hope for everything. No matter what torture the young man uses to extract a confession, he will never tell it.

Zou Hang whispered a few words to An Ran beside him. An Ran felt a little strange after hearing this and didn't know what Zou Hang wanted to do, but she still followed his instructions and left the room.

I don't know where you know it from. But what I want to say is. Yamamoto Kazuo stood up, exuding a fierce aura. Although it is absolutely impossible to escape now. But his mind was made up. Take off your shirt with a sigh. A dark green unicorn tattoo was revealed. Come on! No matter how cruel you are. Only I know where the key is. Show me how you can make me talk!

Don't talk about hypnosis. Even Zou Hang will. But for a person who is determined and highly concentrated, it has no effect at all. The same goes for ** pain. Perhaps only breaking his spirit with more force will make a difference.

You can isolate it from everything in a closed space without sleep, or bombard it with a round-the-clock interrogation spirit using spotlights. But Zou Hang doesn't have that much time to spend here.

Everyone has a fatal weakness. Just like the BT mission given by the Lord God, everything will be solved if you find that breakthrough.

The gunfire outside has stopped now. Long Bao and Li Tao have returned. They checked every cell and believed that there was no one alive except here.

An Ran was holding a basin of green water, and on the tray above were several knives for cooking. Do you need surgery? Zou Hang has never studied medicine. At most, he dissected frogs in elementary school. Could it be...

Zou Hang took Yamamoto Mirai's little hand. This beautiful girl who was only 10 years old was extremely frightened at this moment.

What are you going to do? Let her go! Yamamoto Ryuji roared and rushed forward to stop Zou Hang. But he was stopped by Yamamoto Kazuo, but Yamamoto Ryuuji seemed to be going crazy at the moment. An Ran's gun was already aimed at Long Er. However, Yamamoto Kazuo had quick eyesight and quick hands, and he pushed the knife to Yamamoto Ryuuji's neck.

There was a 'dong' sound. Kneeling on his knees, Yamamoto Kazuo carried the unconscious Ryuuji to the corner of the room. He said angrily to Zou Hang: Let her go, what are you trying to do to me?

Are you crazy or am I crazy? Zou Hang replied indifferently. Look at Yamamoto Kazuo's expression. Zou Hang murmured to himself, still in a voice that only he could hear: Daughters and sons are treated completely differently. The world is really fair! But you are still a dying person.

Maybe Yamamoto Mirai is rational and sees the situation clearly. Or rather, he was frightened. Zou Hang took off Yamamoto Mirai's kimono and placed it on the table. Women wearing kimono do not wear underwear. Zou Hang didn't resist at all when he took her clothes away. Yamamoto Mirai seemed to have accepted her fate, or she had expected such a day.

Yamamoto Mirai's appearance can be said to be stunning. The white jade arms were held down by Zou Hang, and the slightly swollen beautiful breasts rose and fell one after another with the heavy breathing. The T-shaped white striped underwear that is necessary when wearing a kimono can be said to be too petite. The black hair that has developed is faintly visible.

Everyone couldn't help but their hearts beat faster. Not only the members of the Samsara Team, but also those military rightists who were over fifty years old, and Yamamoto Kazuo himself were also shocked. It's so beautiful that it can't be described in words. (As for Yamamoto Mirai's appearance, everyone has different aesthetics. Just imagine her as the most beautiful woman you have ever seen.) An Ran's face was already red with embarrassment, but there was something strange about it. She could see the tears in Yamamoto Mirai's eyes, and she could see the helplessness of being unable to resist and not getting what he wanted.

By the kimono straps. UU reading www. uukanshu． netZou Hang fixed Yamamoto Mirai's limbs to the legs of the table, forming a big character shape. Because Zou Hang tightened and fixed it hard, Yamamoto Mirai groaned in pain. Even more confusing.

All the men in the room already knew this. Looking at Yamamoto's future Dong body, he was thinking about it. I'm afraid only Zou Hang is as calm as water. He knew that what he was about to do now was just a prologue, a process, not a result.

Beast! All the men, no matter who they were, mentally cursed in unison. (Beast! I even scolded him even if I was injured!)

But An Ran's hands were trembling. The fragments in my memory suddenly flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern. At that time, she was just as scared, just as helpless, and just as wanting to die as Yamamoto Mirai is today. But death seemed to her such a difficult and powerless fantasy.

Life is like rape, if you can't resist it, you can only enjoy it. This sentence is ridiculous. There are some things that people can't give up. Just like Kazuo Yamamoto.

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