Horror University Chapter 452: Heiburen

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Somewhere in the hospital, there is a dimly lit operating room with only a chandelier.

Standing alone with his back hooked, two dark hands are sorting the surgical instruments on the workbench. This person—perhaps a person, because his whole body is wrapped in a tattered black cloth, and his feet are hidden in the black cloth mopping the floor. He can’t see the truth, just because he is standing. There are heads, shoulders, and hands, mostly individuals. And behind him, there is an operating table. Lying on the operating table was a white, fat, bald man with glasses. His limbs were firmly tied to the operating table, and his mouth was stuffed with rags, so he could only struggle in vain, and made a "woooo" sound. And his eyes were wide, with fear written in them.

The clash of scalpels and surgical scissors appeared very clear and crippling in this small space.

Ding! !

The man wrapped in black rags knocked on the metal shelf with a scalpel, making a crisp sound. He seemed to be ready for the operation. But the bald spectacled man tied to the operating table struggled harder, and even the operating table was shaken by him. However, his **** is too strong, no matter how hard he struggles, it seems to be in vain.

In the widened eyes of the bald man with spectacles, the black cloth man slowly turned around, carrying a tray of surgical instruments, and walked to the operating table. He put the tray next to the pillow of the bald man with glasses.

"Oh! Ooo!"

The black cloth man's head tilted, and then stretched out the hand that was also wrapped in the black cloth, and gently stroked the bald head of the bald spectacled man, as if to comfort him.

The black cloth man immediately raised a finger and placed it at the forefront.

The silent movement seemed to tell the bald man to stop making noise. But how can a bald man listen? This time, he pushed his belly hard and hit the pillow with his head, two rows of tears gushing from the corners of his eyes, like a flood that opened the gate. In his struggling stare, a syringe appeared in his eyes. The black cloth man seemed to intentionally irritate the bald man. He squeezed out the air from the syringe very gently and slowly. The syrup shot out from the pinhole and splashed on the bald man's glasses lens.

Then, the black cloth man put the syringe aside, picked up the ordinary surgical scissors, and cut the clothes on the bald man’s abdomen, revealing his high belly even if he was lying down, it was almost like five or six pregnancy. The same as the moon, and then gently stroked his snow-white belly.

At this time, the bald man with glasses convulsed all over. The result of excessive tension and fear is incontinence. As his lower body got wet, a fishy smell spread in the operating room.

The black cloth man picked up the syringe again, touched the bald man's belly, and slowly hung the syringe over his belly. The sharp needle was aimed at the belly button. At this time, the bald man began to vigorously shook his head, shook his head desperately, and cried and shook his head. But when it was a pity, the people in Heibu raised another finger. Then, when he pressed his hand, the cold sharp needle pierced the bald man's abdomen.

"Woo!!!"

The black cloth man applied a little more force, and the liquid medicine in the syringe slowly, a little bit, was injected into the bald man's wide-eyed belly. When the potion was completely injected, the black cloth person pulled it out forcefully, and immediately picked up a ball of cotton with tweezers, and smeared it on the injection hole with alcohol.

The black cloth man dropped the syringe and tweezers back in his hand, then picked up a sharp scalpel, and shook it in front of the bald man’s eyes, and then the sharp blade was next to him. The chest slowly moved to his big belly, then the blade was erected, and the whole scalpel, including his hand, sank into the bald man's abdomen.

"Ah!" The rags stuffed in his mouth were finally spit out by him, and he finally let out a cry of pain mixed with boundless fear. The chandeliers hanging in the sky were shaken. However, his scream did not last long, and he began to cough violently. Mouthful of blood was coughed out of his mouth, and there was some ground meat mixed in it. And the black cloth man didn’t care about him, he just slowly pulled out his hand and scalpel from his abdomen, then threw the scalpel, picked up a pair of surgical scissors, and pierced it with the scalpel just now. The hole in the hole began to be cut up, and the other hand twisted the cut skin, so that it cut a full circle.

Picked up the round piece of skin, squeezed it, and shook it in front of the bald man's eyes like a treasure, and the remaining blood dripped onto the bald man's lens.

"Rao... Rao... Don't... Ah... You kill me, kill me! Please... Please... Don't..."

The black cloth man ignored him. He placed the round piece of skin next to his pillow, and then continued to "busy"-he used scissors to cut his abdominal cavity for a while, and then he cut his stomach , Liver, spleen, gallbladder, large intestine, small intestine, one by one removed from the abdominal cavity of a bald man. Every time he took it out, he shook it before his bald eyes.

And what about that bald man? The only thing he can do is to struggle in vain, watching his internal organs being taken out one by one by the black cloth man, and then thrown aside like trash. At this moment, he just wanted to die, it seemed to have become a luxury.

"Kill me, kill me! It's none of my business... none of my business! It's your father and your teacher... it's them! They asked me to do that... please Please, please...Kill me!"

The black cloth man ignored it. In the end, he even pulled out the bald man's bladder, pinched it, and threw it aside.

Finally, the black cloth man made a surprise gesture, hitting his hands very open, then jumped forward, his hands went deep into the empty abdomen of the bald man. And when he stretched out his hand again, he was actually holding a small baby covered in blood! ?

It's just that the little baby doesn't cry or make trouble, because there are no facial features on his head, but his limbs are kicking, and his bare head is shaking, crying. Then, the black cloth man hugged the **** baby without facial features to the bald man's eyes.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!)

The black cloth man picked up the blood baby, looked at it, and seemed dissatisfied, then took the blood baby and walked to a toilet-who knew that there would be a toilet in an operating room! ? Then, he threw the blood baby into the toilet, and then pressed the flush switch.

"Ha! Hahaha! Washed away...washed away..." The bald man suddenly laughed, "Really washed away! Hahaha! It was washed away like this...haha, hahaha... …"

The black cloth man suddenly seemed to be irritated, and suddenly rushed to the operating table, grabbed a scalpel, and pierced the bald man's chest desperately, twice or three times, I don’t know how many times he got stuck , Even the black cloth was soaked with blood, and the bald man's chest was pierced and puffed, and he stopped.

The bald man who was laughing madly also died early and could not die again.

At this moment, the door of the operating room was suddenly knocked open, and a thin figure rushed into the dim and narrow operating room.

The faint white light shone on that person's face, showing an extremely ugly cheek—if Yin Kuang and others were here, they would definitely recognize this person, it was Zhang Jie.

"You are disobedient again!" As soon as Zhang Jie rushed into the operating room, she yelled at the black cloth man, "How many times have I said that, don't torture him again, why don't you listen!"

Heiburen was scolded by Zhang Jie, and immediately blocked the dead bald man behind him, and his **** hands swayed again and again.

"When will you really grow up!?" Zhang Jie rushed forward and slapped the black cloth man hard.

The black cloth man was slapped, his head drooped, and he appeared infinitely wronged.

Zhang Jie saw his touch, a trace of distress flashed in her eyes, stretched out her hand through the black cloth man and stroked the black cloth man’s face, then hugged him into his arms, "Sorry, sister didn’t mean to hit you. , Forgive sister, okay?"

The black cloth man nodded vigorously.

"Be obedient, let all the'those people' out. Don't let them come here. I will try my best to hold Charen and the others and grab the'key'. I will definitely not let them hurt you. , Didn’t we say yes? As long as Charen lives, we will not hurt innocent people."

Heibu nodded subconsciously, then broke away from Zhang Jie's embrace, shook his head vigorously, pointed at it, and then shook his hands again and again.

"Is this the will of'God'?"

The black cloth man nodded.

"But...but once they come here...no~IndoMTL.com~I won't agree! Listen to my sister, let them go."

The black cloth man shook his head vigorously.

"Are you not even listening to what your sister said?"

Shake his head!

"Then you don't want to be obedient and let them out!"

Shake his head!

"You will be dead! Are you going to leave your sister alone?"

Shake his head!

Heibu people only know to shake their heads and nod, but in any case, they do not agree to Zhang Jie's request to "let them out".

Finally, Zhang Jieqi pushed the black cloth man hard, turned around and rushed out of the operating room, not knowing where he went.

The black cloth man stood blankly, then hung his head, putting the internal organs of the bald man back into his stomach one by one, and stitching them up with needles and threads...