Hiss, Lin Shou's scalp was numb and there was a big problem.

He turned his head stiffly.

The thin black gauze half covers the white long legs, the delicate melon-shaped face is flawless like a soft jade ice, the eyes are peach blossoms like autumn water, pink cherry blossoms dot the red lips, and a cinnabar beauty mole on the corner of the mouth.

This beautiful woman walking out of a picture scroll is the serial murderer who cuts the scalp of twelve people in the capital.

The head-cutter, Ning Luowei.

Ning Luowei stood in front of Lin Shou and asked with a smile:

"Official, why don't you save me?"

Near, Lin Shou's blood was cold now, and his mind was filled with the lantern. The scene of this woman cutting off the scalp of the No. 6 corpse-sewn man with a knife.

He had already had a dike, and the only door of the corpse-sewing shop was locked. How did she come in? Could she have penetrated the wall?

In the night, Lin Shou smelled a faint smell of blood from Ning Luowei who was close to him.

Zhiwei operates at a high intensity under the urge to survive, collecting every piece of information around you for reasoning and deduction.

The other party smelled bloody and was arrested in the middle of the night. He attacked him before he came...

Zhiwei Reasoning lists several possibilities. The most likely thing is that the other party wants him, and he is safe for the time being.

Lin Shou calmed down and sat down calmly on the bench, silently speaking, pretending to be a master.

Ning Luowei walked to Lin Shou like a kitten, raised her butt and sat on the cold. Her long white legs overlapped together, deliberately raising them in front of Lin Shou without saying a word.

However, Lin Shou looked at his slender white legs and shook in front of him and said, since you are willing to show off, I will just watch it, and I will not suffer any loss.

I have seen your purpose, but I am not in a hurry anyway. The one that is anxious is you. If you don’t speak first, we will waste it.

The two of them remained silent for a long time, but in the end, Ning Luowei couldn't resist it anymore and spoke:

"I've seen the corpse you sewn."

Lin Shou didn't speak.

"After the decline of the corpse-sewing of the door, I haven't seen such a flawless corpse-sewing method that is so skillful and skillful."

Lin Shou still didn't speak.

"I want you to sew me."

Lin Shou just didn't speak.

Seeing that Lin Shou ignored her, Ning Luowei felt a little anxious and opened her clothes and exposed her wounds.

The gel-like jade fat body was torn apart by a hundred fresh scarlet wounds, like a white glaze ice-cracked vase watered by blood. The wounds were cracked all over the body, as fragile as if they would break into pieces when touched.

Hiss, Lin Shou did observe through Zhiwei that Ning Luowei's breath was unstable and there was a bloody smell on her body. He knew that there were injuries on her body, but he did not expect that there were so many wounds, as if she was tortured by Lingchi, too bloody and scary, and finally asked indifferently:

"How did you hurt?"

"The blood clot of the four great gods is worthy of being the number one master of the Six Gates. Once the unique sword move "Thousand Knifes" is released, no one can take it under the master."

Lin Shou looked at Ning Luowei's terrifying wound and was slightly shocked. This was completely different from the wounds on the corpses of Caobang's feet that had been sewn before.

The gang fight is indeed low, and it is still a fierce fight with you professional criminals!

Zhiwei's reasoning is correct. The head-cutter found himself today because he needed his own skill to stitch the corpse.

Since Lin Shou practiced the "Catalogue Sewing Tips", the method of sewing corpse stitches has reached the realm of transformation, and even cabbage can be sewn tightly.

However, Lin Shou has always used it to sew corpses when killing chickens. In this era, education popularity rate was also low. The common people are all rough people who are uneducated and uninformed. Not to mention not daring to see corpses, those who noticed it will at most praise the little master's skills are really easy to sew and sew as the original ones. Who cares?

But rough people don’t care. People who care, such as the one who came to the door today.

Everyone has a love for beauty, especially beautiful women.

Which woman would be willing to leave an ugly scar like a centipede on her body? Ning Luowei's terrifying wound, in the clinic she could find, no gentleman dared to say that she could sew it without leaving any scars. At most, she would give her a tribute to the changes.

She kept her only hope of beauty, and only this corpse-sewing man who could reach the realm of transformation, Lin Shou.

"I only sew dead people, not living people."

“Is this…a big difference?”

"There will be no disputes between doctors and patients if they are not sewn well."

“…”

Ning Luowei was speechless for a moment.

"Can you try it? I...I'll add money?"

Ning Luowei had a tone of discussion with Lin Shou, and she was obviously the terrifying first-hand dealer, but for these few short words, the initiative was somehow reached Lin Shou.

Lin Shou did not answer and deliberately left Ning Luowei.

The corpse sewing shop was quiet for a long time. Ning Luowei saw Lin Shou lowering his head and pondering, thinking that he was thinking, but in fact he didn't know that Lin Shou was just hanging her in a daze. After Ning Luowei had been waiting for a long time, he finally heard a sentence:

"Lear down."

Ning Luowei nodded happily and lay obediently on the cold, like a fish on a chopping board.

"The ugly words are first mentioned in front. I have only sewn dead people, not living people. If they are sewn, I don't care."

Lin Shou said as he found fish skin gloves to put on, but looked at the density of the wounds on Ning Luowei, took off the gloves and flipped out two jars of wine.

"Your skills are better than those of the municipal doctor, I believe you."

Ning Luowei lay down in the cold, feeling cold, and every body that Lin Shou sewned lies here.

Lin Shou poured wine and washed his hands to disinfect the sewing threads, soaked the sewing threads, and then burned the golden needles that sewed the corpse on the candle to disinfect it. While preparing, he said casually: "I will hurt you, don't hurt my life."

"When did I say I'd hurt your life?"

"I know how you look. You have killed so many people in the capital, and you won't have one more person."

"I'm not killing innocent people indiscriminately. All I kill are guilty people, let alone... Forget it, it's not convenient to say to you."

Lin Shou didn't continue talking, and he had already touched the woman's bottom with both soft and hard art.

Ning Luowei may be a master in martial arts, but as a woman, she is too low and can't play with the old scumbag Lin Shou who can easily be among multiple green tea bitches in her previous life, especially Lin Shou now has Zhiwei assist.

"You hurt me, the rules of the world will be rewarded if you have any kindness."

Ning Luowei was pua by Lin Shou, and she was completely unsure that she should be the one who had the initiative.

"The wound is the wound, don't touch the scoop. Just leave after sewing, don't come to me again. After tonight, you and I will have nothing to do with each other."

Lin Shou shook his head and said, and at the same time, the preparations were finished. He picked up the corpse-sewn needle in his hand and prepared to start.

There are no corpses tonight, he wants to sew a living person.

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Chapter completed!