二卷.镇压群雄 二八八章.叫叫
“oh Dear, you . Your body is from ordinary people. Your ability eio rely on your body as a carrier, so I 't extrae special substan your body to try to extract your ability eion. However, your ability makes me think e... I use your body to test all kinds of informatiooxicity of quality medie! Let me ker! My God? Goethe! You've beeo me!”
ps：“哦！亲爱醒，身体常任何区别，急速再力并依靠身体载体，法身体提取特殊物质尝试提取急速再力，......异倒让另法......身体检测各资质药物效果毒性！使更解！哪！歌德！真帮忙！”
爱德华兹·米娅显气馁，很快恢复绪，西姆勒·歌德具死身‘新法’......
“Give me a break mia, I'm going to be crazy if you go ohis...”
ps：“饶吧米娅，疯掉...”
骂晚，西姆勒·歌德骂累，并象爆喝，疲惫轻声......
昨晚，几乎每两三分钟，西姆勒·歌德死亡，且死亡，间断，刚刚复活，马迎次窒息亡。
果西姆勒·歌德因肉体爆炸异极高疼痛耐性，早疯掉。
西姆勒·歌德实身疲惫任何反抗力，像刀板鱼肉，任宰割......
“oh Goethe! Don't say these disg words. I just fh point in medie. Do you want to give up? Do you knoower is a mira medie!”
ps：“哦！歌德！别叫丧气话，才刚刚找医突破点，难放弃吗？知知，异，简直医奇迹！”
“I don't know if it's a m
iracle, but if you go ohis, I'm going crazy.”
ps：“奇迹知，再弄，真快疯！”
西姆勒·歌德扭头向爱德华兹·米娅。
“You know what? Yesterday, all night, I was going to die every few miime I aiime I had to suffer from suffo!”
ps：“知吗？昨，整晚，每隔几分钟死次，每次很痛苦，每次承受窒息痛苦！”
爱德华兹·米娅双微微推。
“Oh, Goethe, I admit it's my fault. I five you the needle whe eure, but you stop fighting? I need you, Goethe! I Want You! Medieeds you too!”
ps：“哦歌德，承认错，忘等输完给拔针，，反抗？需歌德！需！医领域需！”
“Mia, your so-eed is to bind me here pulsively, to rifle my stomach, or to i drugs to test the effect s. Is this what you eed? ia. And... You seem to have put a knife i...”
ps：“米娅，谓需，强制性绑，膛破肚，或者注射药物，检测药物效果，难谓需？别玩笑米娅。...像刀落胸口......”
爱德华兹·米娅瞪眼睛张嘴巴。
“oh My God? I'm soethe. It's my fault. I'll take it out now...”
ps：“哦！哪！抱歉歌德，失误，将它取......”
爱德华兹·米娅像犯错孩，急急忙忙跑。
“where? where?”
ps：“哪哪？？？”
爱德华兹·米娅精神触再度举数十刀具。
“咕咚......”
西姆勒·歌德咽咽口水。
紧接，西姆
勒·歌德底横，眼闭，干脆眼见烦。
“It's , where you opeerday!”
ps：“脏附近，昨给膛破肚方！”
“Oh, oh, oh, here? I see. I'll take it out for you!”
ps：“哦，哦，哦，吗？知，帮取！”
，爱德华兹·米娅刀片直接入西姆勒·歌德胸口。
“啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！”
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声惨叫响破际，吓爱德华兹·米娅哆嗦，术刀掉，直接插西姆勒·歌德脏......
惨叫声顿停止，室内恢复片宁静......
西姆勒·歌德眼神涣散。
蠕嘴唇，似乎什......
间......
“！@#￥@%！@%￥@！￥%@！#%￥@￥%@！#%￥#！%￥……%#￥……！@￥%！@￥@！#￥！@￥%@%#￥……%￥#！%￥！@#￥@#！￥@￥%@！￥%￥@#%#￥！！%@￥#%#￥……#￥%！@￥%#%￥&……%*……&*（……*（&*……*%……&%…………））”
西姆勒·歌德临死念头......
爱德华兹·米娅缩缩脖。
“I'm soethe... My hands are shaking... But you 't hear me.”
ps：“抱歉呐歌德......抖......应该听吧......”
“咕咚......”
爱德华兹·米娅咽咽口水。
趁死掉先给取吧......
爱德华兹·米娅挤眼术刀脏拔，鲜血溅爱德华兹·米娅脸。
“oh oh my god! Looks like I'm going to take a shower.”
ps：“哦！！洗澡。”
爱德华兹·米娅擦擦脸鲜血，扒拉西姆勒·歌德胸口内脏......
“Ah... I found it. It was the forceps that fell out of it......”
ps：“啊......找，原术钳掉......”