I became beautiful by eating melons

The damp air was filled with the stench of rotting leaves, and the wild rhododendrons on the hill behind Changjia Village were wilting from the sun.

Thunder on a clear day and increasing heat and humid weather are both signs of impending storms.

The old smoker squatted on the roots of a camphor tree and coughed. The sound of phlegm rolling in his throat mixed with the girl's screams coming from the cave, scaring away the gray magpie in the bushes.

"Damn, my second brother is getting more and more perverted."

Scarface was picking his teeth with a straw stem, and his sweaty back left salt stains on his coarse cloth shirt.

The dull sound of a heavy object falling to the ground was heard in the cave again, and the girl's cries suddenly became louder, like a small animal with its neck strangled.

The bald man squinted his eyes and looked into the cave. The old wound on the back of his neck began to ache again.

Three years ago, the bullet grazed his cervical vertebrae and permanently fixed his head at an angle to the right.

The kerosene lamp on the rock wall cast a long shadow of the second in command, and that shadow was swinging something and smashing it on the ground.

"If you ask me, country girls are more likely to suffer."

The old smoker knocked his copper pipe against a stone, and the sparks sizzled on the moss. "Last time, the actress from the county troupe was burned by Lao Er with red-hot fire tongs, and she didn't last a day."

The crying in the cave suddenly turned into intermittent sobbing, as if something was blocking the mouth.

Scarface suddenly laughed, revealing his half-missing front tooth: "Guess how long you can last this time? I bet ten kilograms of food coupons that you can't make it past sunset."

Thunder rolled deep in the clouds. The bald man didn't respond. Every time he bet with Scar, he lost.

"Everyone, stay alert!" The one-eyed man suddenly kicked a piece of gravel over. "Brother Fei may come to check out the goods tonight. Don't act like you haven't slept for three days."

The one-eyed man is the leader among them.

All five of them were murderers wanted by the police. Chang Long took them in when they were desperate, and they worked hard for Chang Long.

Hearing what the one-eyed man said, the bald man fiddled with the gun in his hand and twisted his mouth.

"Boss, you said the same thing the day before yesterday."

Others followed suit.

"Shut up, what are you complaining about, grown men?" The one-eyed man scolded them, his heart beating fast.

Chang Fei is Chang Long's godson, and helps with the sales and receipt of goods.

After the last batch of goods was delivered, Brother Fei should have gone up the mountain to take a look as per the usual practice, but they didn't see Brother Fei for a long time, and they felt a little uneasy.

"Nothing will happen down the mountain, right?"

"What can happen?" The bald man disagreed.

He held his aching neck and walked into the woods, the Type 54 collar on his trouser waistband causing pain in his hips.

The thunder was getting closer and closer, and the mountain wind blew the smell of earth on his face. He suddenly caught a glimpse of a face behind the old locust tree - green eyes, buck teeth, face full of purple acne, hiding behind the tree in a gloomy manner.

"Ghost! Ghost!"

He tilted his head and stumbled back, his finger slipping on the trigger.

The one-eyed man heard the noise and rushed over, and the figure slowly walked out from under the tree.

A woman, a very ugly, very ugly woman.

The one-eyed man had never seen such an ugly woman!

The ugly ones even look a bit evil.

"Who the hell are you?" Scarface got angry and pointed his gun at the ugly woman.

The rainstorm finally came down, and the raindrops as big as beans shattered into pieces when they hit the rocks.

The moment the rain fell, the ugly woman moved, so fast that her figure could not be seen clearly.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The one-eyed man wiped the rain off his face and when he opened his eyes he found that the other three brothers had been knocked down and were lying on the ground, unconscious.

What a hell!

The one-eyed man pulled the trigger, aimed at the ugly woman, and shot without hesitation!

"Bang!" The bullet fired, breaking through the rain curtain.

Almost instantly, the ugly woman disappeared from the one-eyed man's sight like a falling leaf.

"Where are the people?" The one-eyed man's hand holding the gun trembled constantly and he shouted in fear.

"At this."

Someone behind him patted his shoulder gently, a woman's voice was faint.

A chill instantly rushed into the one-eyed dragon's heart, and before he could react, a creepy icy hand pressed his wrist, and with two fingers together, hit his wrist hard!

The one-eyed dragon felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and his gun fell to the ground as he loosened his grip.

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

The ugly woman did not answer, but said faintly: "Go to sleep for a while."

The one-eyed man was hit hard on the back of his neck, and he twisted his body and fell down.

Ye Rou made sure that nothing was missed, picked up the one-eyed dragon's gun and walked into the cave where screams were heard continuously.

Her eyes were extremely cold and her figure was hidden in the rain.

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The tip of the pen flashed coldly under the kerosene lamp, and moved along Chang Hua's carotid artery.

She stared at the gentle face in front of her, her pupils shrinking with excitement behind the gold-rimmed glasses, and there were black blood stains on her white coat.

"Your heartbeat is so fast." The man smiled evilly. The iron chain clattered with his movements, and Chang Hua's wrists, which were tied to the examination bed, were already rubbed with blood scabs.

"Are you scared?" the gentleman said as he suddenly pressed a cotton ball soaked in iodine on the wound on her collarbone. Chang Hua bit her lip to swallow back her scream.

She couldn't provoke the man in front of her. She didn't want to die, she wanted to live.

"Yes, I'm sorry, doctor, I'm not scared."

The man who claimed to be a doctor raised his eyebrows, looked down at the girl chained to the wooden table, and said unhappily, "Then why are you shaking?"

"My wound hurts." Chang Hua lay on the cold wooden board, her hair standing on end because of fear.

The louder she screams and the more scared she appears, the more excited the man will be.

In front of this man, the clever little Changhua has figured out how to deal with it: don't show weakness, but you can lie.

"I see." The gentleman's cold fingers stroked the girl's arm, and he made a "tsk" sound as if he was dissatisfied with the stalk-like touch.

"It's okay. I have anesthetic here. After the anesthetic, the wound won't hurt." The man came up with another way to torture people. He suddenly became excited and his voice was sharp.

"With the anesthesia, you won't feel any pain even if I cut a piece of flesh off your body."

"No, let me go!"

Chang Hua took the opportunity to raise her knees, but the man, who had been prepared, hit her temple hard with a medical record book. As the smell of blood spread in her mouth, she saw the other party pick up a glass bottle filled with turbid liquid from the tray - the same sulfuric acid that left traces of corrosion in the pits on the rock wall.

"Naughty child, you must be punished." The gentleman shook the glass bottle, and the liquid inside hit the wall of the cup with a clanging sound.

The cork was pulled out and a pungent smell filled the air. Chang Hua widened her eyes in horror and wanted to escape, but her hands, feet and neck were tied with iron chains and she could not move at all.

Watching the man approaching her, Chang Hua felt as if someone was strangling her. She was so frightened that she couldn't even make a sound to call for help.

The more frightened Chang Hua appeared, the brighter the smile on the gentleman's face became.

Girls really are the cutest things in the world—they react directly, have soft skin, and gentle personalities, and once they are tamed properly, they can be completely controlled.

The gentleman patted Chang Hua's arm and soothed her, "Don't be afraid, I won't ruin your face, that would be no fun."

He moved his fingers gently, touching Chang Hua's abdomen, and moving them downwards until they pressed on Chang Hua's knees.

"If I destroy your feet, you won't want to run anymore."

"No!" Chang Hua broke through the big hand that was strangling her neck and screamed in fear.

The gentleman smiled slightly, held the girl tightly, raised the glass bottle, tilted the bottle, and was about to pour it down.