The man smiled viciously: "You want her face, yes, you have to wait until I finish the artwork."

The woman's gaze turned around on him, and her voice was like a poisonous snake: "You took her to make art, don't I have the face to change it? Where did you find this superb?"

"Best, it's really, I've been squatting for a long time, and today I finally have a chance."

His time to speak has already carried Qiao Jin down.

There was a chair in front of the woman. He put Qiao Jin on the chair, and his eyes suddenly became affectionate: "Look at this face..."

The eyes of the woman behind flashed, and the carrion in her lower body seemed to move a bit, the scene was more than a horror to describe.

After a while, her tone seemed weird: "I have this face, don't you like it the same?"

The man turned his head, glanced at her, and saw her body again.

There was no fear in his eyes, just a faint trace of disgust.

Then he said coldly: "You don't think this face should be matched with a body like her, with so many women in it, why don't you pick one?"

"You know it's a good choice!"

The woman screamed: "You better don't make me angry. You haven't been caught yet, it's not on me. Be careful that I can't eat you!"

The man's eyes suddenly became more fierce.

It looks like the two people are in conflict.

But a few seconds later, he turned around and looked at Qiao Jinshi, who had collapsed in a chair and fell into a coma, his eyes became obsessed: "Really...perfect."

The tone had a creepy tone, and along with these words, his hand also touched Qiao Jin's soft white porcelain face.

Who knows, the woman who should have passed out in a coma suddenly opened her eyes coldly.

This one suddenly surprised him.

But he was not afraid, he just paused for a while, and instead smiled: "Are you awake?"

However, in the next second, he felt a huge force coming toward his abdomen, as if the force of a boulder appeared out of thin air, smashing him to the ground.

"Plap!" With a sound, he howled in pain.

It was purely because the body couldn't stand the sudden impact.

And Qiao Jin didn't move at all.

She just tilted her head, there was a trace of sharp coldness in those moist and calm eyes, looking at the woman on the ground.

After a long while, the corner of her mouth raised a faint smile: "It's all corroded like this."

Her tone was obviously so soft, as if it were the voice of heaven from the sky.

But like an invisible net, it gradually entangled people's body, strangling people's necks asphyxiated.

The woman stared at Qiao Jin: "You..."

She is not an ordinary person!

She realized this, her face suddenly changed, and a scream came from her mouth.

Several human arms were drilled directly from the rotten flesh under her body.

They are indeed human arms, but they are abnormally long. They are long that even the tallest person in the world can't have. They seem to have become spiders. They are thin and long, surging towards Qiao Jin.

However, when the arm touched Qiao Jin's front, it seemed to touch a hard wall.

Being broken abruptly, the woman suddenly wailed in pain.