Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Han Fei started to struggle when he heard the electric saw. He sighed in relief when he was sure the shackles on his limbs were fake.
“Leader, don’t move. We won’t hurt you.” Lee Guo Er’s voice entered his ears. Her voice was cold. “I sure hope we can stay like this forever.”
Han Fei switched on masterful acting in his mind. His body trembled as if he was a boy thrown into a nightmare. Veins popped on the back of his arms, and his forehead was covered in a cold sweat.
The chain rattled, and the saw buzzed. The women picked up the weapons on the ground and placed them around the dining table. They were so graceful, like they were picking their dining utensils. Seeing the three women, Wu San’s heart rose. ‘Are they doing this for real?’
He tried to turn his head away, but he was too curious about what would happen next. He swallowed nervously and glanced at the dining table from the corner of his eyes.
The slender arms reached towards Han Fei. The tapered fingers fell on his shirt like surgical scalpels. They seemed to be measuring Han Fei’s body and planned to split him into ten different parts based on his weight.
The cameramen were in place. No one shouted for the scene to begin. Everything felt so natural. Han Fei struggled harder until the bloody shackles formed welts on his wrists. His face was twisted from fear. His lips were bloodless.
Wu San was shocked by what he saw. ‘He is so serious even inside a game. No wonder he’s so successful.’
The electric saw came closer. Various instruments brushed against Han Fei’s shirt like they were ‘caressing’ him.
The more he studied this. The more Wu San was confused by this. He had to ask, ‘Are they not acting?’ With a few coughs, Wu San knocked on the table. “Erm… It’s best if you don’t touch the weapons on the ground. They’re most likely still evidence.”
“This is perfect!” The cameraman walked over with excitement. “I’ve never had such an easy shoot before. I couldn’t see any acting element on you. It’s like your movements are filled with that twisted desire.”
“Shouldn’
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