The man smiled viciously: "You want her face, yes, you have to wait until I finish the artwork."
The woman's eyes turned around on him, and her voice was like a poisonous snake: "If you use her as a work of art, wouldn't I have no face to change it? Where did you find such a top-notch?"
"It's the best, that's really. I've been squatting for a long time, and I finally got a chance today."
His skill in speaking had already carried Qiao Jin down.
There was a chair in front of the woman. He put Qiao Jin on the chair, and then his eyes suddenly became pity: "Look at this face..."
The eyes of the woman behind her flashed, and the ball of rotten flesh on her lower body seemed to move, and the scene was more than a terrifying one to describe.
After a while, her tone seemed to become weird: "I have this face, don't you like it the same way?"
The man turned his head, looked at her, and saw her body again.
There was no fear in his eyes, but a hint of disgust.
Then he said coldly: "If you don't think this face should be matched with her body like her. There are so many women in it, why don't you choose one?"
"You know how to choose the best ones, too!"
The woman whispered: "You'd better not make me angry. You haven't been caught yet and it's not up to me. Be careful that I can't let you take care of it!"
The man's eyes suddenly became even more ferocious.
It seems that the two of them are having an internal strife.
But a few seconds later, he turned around and looked at Qiao Jinshi, who was lying on the chair and fell into a coma, and his eyes became obsessed: "It's really... perfect."
The tone was in a creepy tone, and with this sentence, his hands were about to touch Qiao Jin's soft and white porcelain-like face.
Who knew that the woman who was supposed to have fallen into a coma suddenly opened her eyes coldly.
This sudden shocked him.
But he was not afraid, he just paused his movements, but instead smiled and said, "Are you awake?"
However, the next second, he felt a huge force coming towards his abdomen, as if a huge rock appeared out of thin air, smashing him to the ground.
With a "pop!", he let out a howl of pain.
It was purely because of the sudden impact of the body, and I couldn't stand it.
And Qiao Jin didn't move at all.
She just turned her head, and her moist and calm eyes contained a hint of sharp and coldness, looking at the woman on the ground.
After a while, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "It's all corroded like this."
Her tone was obviously so gentle, as if it was a heavenly voice coming from the sky.
But it was like an invisible net, gradually wrapping around the person's body, suffocating the person's neck.
The woman stared at Qiao Jin with wide eyes: "You..."
She is not an ordinary person!
She realized this and suddenly her expression changed, and a sharp roar came from her mouth.
Several human arms emerged from the ball of rotten flesh under her.
It is indeed the human arms, but they are not normally grown, and they are lengths that even the tallest person in the world cannot have. They are like spiders, thin and long, surging towards Qiao Jin.
However, when his arm touched Qiao Jin's face, it seemed like he touched a hard wall.
Chapter completed!