Bugs
Bugs.
I’m afraid I’ve been married to high-value people.
The leader’s head turned so fast, he understood it, he turned back and he said, “You son of a bitch…
He didn’t say anything, and I bowed down and took a stool and threw it on his arm.
I’ve done my best, I’ve smashed the leader a little bit, I’ve listened to the leader’s voice, I’ve got my shoulder on my shoulder and I’m going to go to the ground…
I didn’t give him the chance to go forward, brushed his head, punched him in the nose again. This was a blow to the head, and I put this kid in his throat.
Some of the boys at the door reacted very quickly, and when they saw me bursting, they came up.
I put my left hand on the blade, and I said, “Come on, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go.
I’m the one who’s holding him against his neck and says don’t be afraid of him.
They’re all over me and they’re up.
I said, “Okay, let’s try it, see if it’s gonna kill us.”
I strangled his neck, and the blade’s blade was pulled in the head’s meat, and I looked at the tip of the knife in the flesh, and I pulled out a mouth…
The lead is a loud and soft voice, saying, “Big brother, don’t move, for that reason.”
I said, get those freaks out of the house.
The leader said, “Look at this. Get the fuck out of here.”
Watching seven or eight young men start to retreat, only the big bear who just hit the door dragged at the end and didn’t want to leave.
I’m yelling at the big bear. Are you deaf? Get out of here.
The big bear kept staring at me.
I’m a little bit confused. I’m not a machete, but I’m having a bad visual impact.
The old guy who taught me how to play a blade once said that a little thing like a blade, if it doesn’t show up, it’s a knife.
The old blind people in the middle of the year always liked to keep their mouths shut, but the old ones kept their eyes on it, but the white ones were too small a knife, not a small tool for town.
If it’s going to work, it’s going to have to take a human life.
Even though I’ve shown my face this evening, I’m just gonna get out of here.
I’m gonna stick my head in my head and say I’m gonna kill you.
And the big bear said, “No, sir, I understand.”
I said, “You know what.”
I’ll talk to you about this, right?
I was right.
Big bear continues to say you’re gonna pull my brother’s neck.
I was right.
The big bear blinked and said that once the neck was cut, he’d be dead.
What the fuck are you talking about?
Big Bear says, “No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
I’m in the middle of it, and I keep saying, “Damn it.”
The leader is in a hurry, you’re crazy, you want to kill me, you’re jealous of me, you’re gonna kill me so you can hook up with me.
The leader screamed, and then took a little country love.
The big bear didn’t take care of the leader, and he looked at me and said, “Leader, try it. If you pull my brother’s neck off, I’ll leave you alone.”
I didn’t think this guy was like a bear, but his head turned pretty fast, and I saw it.
I’m doing the right thing, but I can’t take a life.
I’ve got a dead end. I’m starting to get a little freaked out, and my hands are shaking.
Big bear laughs, “Lieutenant, what are you doing with your hands?
The big bear and I started to go with me, and I took the lead back.
The house was small, and I walked back and against the wall in the back, as if I had been forced to die.
Something’s wrong!
When the big bear smiled at me, he looked at me with a big hand on my arm, and then he heard it squealing, and a hot water came out from behind me and fell on him.
The big bear, like the one who let the shell go, was in a white fog, soaking on the floor, with red on his neck and his eyes burning.
I look back, and the model doesn’t know when to get out of the bed, and he’s skimming an empty warm bottle, and this hot water comes out of the pot.
The hot water I just burned in the middle of the night was supposed to get up in the morning and wash my face.
The model swam in a warmer bottle, running around me, in a one-man position.
I was in a hurry to tell you how you got out.
The model looked at me with a warm bottle and said, “You’re going back and forth.”
That’s not a bad thing to say. If it hadn’t been for this hot bottle of hot water, I’d be in the big bear’s hand.
I say, yes, yes, yes, you are the warrior who delivers the carbon from the snow to save his life.
I found the model is a high hat, and I’ve got a good line of words.
The model lit a warm bottle on the ground and said, “Damn, aren’t you a tiger? Stand up and give her another.”
The big bear’s head on the ground screaming, like a bear, before it was gone.
It’s probably a tough move, and the model says he’s not too tired. He’s wearing a warm water bottle and he’s hitting on the big bear. The big bear is screaming for his legs to hide at the door, and the model continues to hunt, and the seven or eight boys who are standing at the door are staring at the model.
I can’t fight now, come back…
The boys were quick. I haven’t finished a single word. The boys at the door were hoisting around, and they got their hands on the model…
I’ve just seen the dawn of a flipper, and I’ve just let the model blow up the crystals in the house.
The model also knew that he was in trouble, that one face was in shock, and he was struggling to scream at me, Chenka, help me.
I’ll tell Big Bear, brother, I’ll let your brother go, you let her go, we’ll switch.
It’s too late for a big bear. Get up on the ground and say, “Damn it. What the fuck are you thinking?
Big Bear turned his head and said, “Hey, guys, this guy ain’t gonna kill nobody. Let’s do this guy too.
As soon as the big bear got into a fight, the situation in the house was lost.
Four or five young men pull up and come to me.
I know there’s still a chance for a fish to break, and if I do, the leader in the arms will have to be reimbursed.
This is the only chance to escape.
I looked at the head in my arms with a knife, and the head looked at me, and I breathed three breaths, but I didn’t pull that blade.
The old thing who taught me how to play blades for ten years, once mentioned me, said I was a man with no skin, but I had a soft tofu, and I’d have to lose a lot of money.
When I heard that, I was young and I couldn’t stand to say that I’m the only one who knows the world.
No one thought that a decade ago’s hysteria would end up in this ditch.
When I didn’t move my blades, the boys went straight to my hand, put me on the ground, stepped on my hand, kicked me out of my hand and kicked me in the ass.
The big bear screams, takes it down.
The men did it so hard that they tied me to a chair with a coarse line, and tied me up with a clear grudge, strangling me hard, and finally strangling me.
When I was finished with the whole thing, the big bear was just a bunch of punches in my face, and I felt like I started to look at the stars, banging in my mouth, and I didn’t know which tooth I broke, and I didn’t spit in my mouth, and my tongue stung and swallowed.
I’m the one who can’t hit a killer at a critical time, loses a hard shot and runs out of a bone.
The model saw me get beat up, his heart was sore, he yelled at me like a big bear.
I’m afraid the model will suffer and I’ll be angry.
Big Bear looked at me and said, “Damn, what are you two screaming for?
The big bear tried to beat me up again, and the leader suddenly took two steps to stop the big bear.
The leader hasn’t spoken since I let him go. He’s been looking at me.
The leader said, “Hey, man, did you practice?”
I spit in blood, pretend to be confused, practiced, practiced.
I’m not mad at the leader with my mouth shut and look at me and say, “Why didn’t you pull that?
He’s not a fool. He can see it.
I laughed and said that I didn’t want to play, that I didn’t want to play, that it was my father and my mother.
It’s probably true that the leader’s silence took a moment to pull out a box of cigarettes out of his pocket, and I looked at it, soft China, and the standard was not low.
The leader squished out a cigarette, shoved it in my mouth, lit me up with a lighter, and I suffocated and had a good time.
The leader said, “Hey, man, don’t worry, we’re not human traffickers. You put a bag of cigarettes in here. We’ll take the girl to work. I can tell you’re not like you.
That’s a soft word for the leader. I’m not stupid. I know the kid’s got no killer.
I said, “What’s the job, it has to be a woman.” Well, I’ll go with you. You leave the girl.
The leader didn’t speak, made a gesture, and these guys dragged the model out.
The model stretches his hand to hold the door frame, and a big guy pulls his hands off the door frame. The door frame is wooden, the model has a nail-slit wooden slag and five nail-prints are added to the door frame.
The model, like an octopus, was crying out of his heart and his heart.
I’ll yell at these people and let the girl go. You’ll follow me!
The leader stopped talking to me, and the guys left the house in a hurry with the model, listening to the model’s voice getting smaller, and after a minute or two, there was no movement outside the yard.
I have models in my heart, and I don’t know where they put them.
I’m yelling outside the house, somebody, somebody, there’s another living man in the yard.
I screamed three times, and there was nothing in the yard, and I didn’t know where to go with the model.
I swiped my body and tried to move it, and the rope was tied to my body, so I couldn’t make it, so I got my hands tied behind me, and I had the means.
While I was washing before bed at night, I had two blades hidden on my body from the wash table, and the boy who was holding the leader was the first to use them, and now I have a blade hidden in my right-hand sleeve.
That’s what I’ve been doing for more than a decade.
We tied our hands behind our backs, but we couldn’t move them, and I used my left hand to open my right sleeve, pull out the blade and wrap it up, feel where we are and cut the line with it.
The coarse line was so strong that I had a shaving knife in my hand for a dozen minutes before I cut it off from my chair. I was active, I looked at the blood marks on both wrists, and I saw the rope sharpened.
People say they’re not human traffickers, but I think they’re better off than bandits.
I hanged the model in danger, I was in a state of fire and threw the rope out of the house.
The group walked in a hurry, left the door unlocked, and I pulled the door open, and the yard was empty and there was no one left.
I was in the courtyard in a hurry to be blind, and I heard a little cry. It was not very loud. I had not heard it in the house, and now I hear it clearly. It was as though it was as though it was a terror.
I followed the sound in the direction of the Dancer’s house, and I ran in two steps, and there were two people in the dark. I turned on the light, and it didn’t matter. I almost jumped.
The table fell overboard, and the dancers and Sonhana were both paralyzed on the ground, watching the half-dead, with slimy liquids all over their heads and feet. The liquids did not know what they were, looked yellow and smelled with a stench, and felt like dozens of dirty eggs.
The two men were carried out in their pajamas, and now they have no pyjamas, wrinkled to their bodies, like two rags.
Dancers staring at the ground with their hands poking, and dancers pulling their heads without a word or a word, looking at them as a shock to life.
I think Song Ha Na is still alive. What happened? How did you do that?
Sonhana opened her mouth, hugged her arms and whispered that the animals were not human…
Sonhana said that while crying, and said it vaguely, I heard it several times.
As soon as I looked at Sonhana, I heard it.
I was in a hurry to ask Sonhana, where did they take you? What the hell are you doing?
I think the place where these guys take the models is a place with Sonhana.
When I asked, I wondered whether it was exciting again, Somhana started to cry in her arms, and I didn’t even talk about it many times.
I know it’s evil to drag a model.
I yelled at Sonhana, “Stop crying and we’ll all die in this fucking place!
I think it’s working. Sonhana stopped crying and said, “That’s the mess room.” They’re not human…
Sonhana said it upside down, but as soon as I heard it, I felt it.
She immediately remembered that the director of the narcissistic plant had taken us to the hall during the day, when I felt that it was not a good place, and I didn’t think it was a real place.
I said to Songhana, “I’ll go over there and you’ll hide and lock the door. Don’t open the door until I come back.
The Songhana Wood site noded, and it was a shock. I didn’t know if I heard it.
I don’t want to leave them here, but I can’t help it.
I can’t afford to be a man, I can’t take care of him, I can’t take care of him.
I couldn’t wait any longer to get out of the house and sneak out to the front of the yard, and the more I looked at them, the less they looked at me, the more I was afraid that they would be watching, and the way they were walking, the more I looked at the door, all for nothing, no one had.
I was so relieved that I ran in the direction of the temple.
I’m afraid you’ll have to look like that.
Speaking of which, I went to the hall during the day, remembering the road in general, but not too far away, running to the hall, and not knowing what happened that night.
I’ve been running for over 10 minutes, getting darker before my eyes, wondering if I’ve got the wrong way to remember, seeing the light in front of me and seeing a small yard.
The courtyard door is hidden, and a fence is hidden through the door, surrounded by a pond full of stinking green water, and a stone bridge is mounted on the pond, leading to the main house of the yard, the hall where the narcissistic director brought us here during the day!
I didn’t have the guts to break in and move my body slowly towards the entrance to the temple, and I didn’t find it to be a waste of time.
It is also not clear whether the village is normally unaccompanied and is left behind overnight.
There’s no sound in the village, but it’s not that loud. I heard the sound of noise coming out of the hall room before I went in.
I entered the yard silently and touched the Stone Bridge across the pond.
This pond doesn’t know what’s going on. It smells like a stench. I’m covering my nose with my hands, but I can’t stop it.
I don’t know if it’s a delusion, but I think it smells a little bit like the dancers and Sonhana.
This bridge is unstable, and I can’t stop. Two or three steps across the bridge.
I can’t breathe my toes two or three paces, feel under the walls of the house, get closer to the house, hear the sound of the house, or the sound of the boom, the sound of the tractor, but the sound of the tractor is much larger than that of the tractor, the pain in my ears is a little more subtle, and the feeling of the ground beneath my feet is following the boom.
I heard a couple of model screams in the sound of a boom machine, and I knew it was the right place.
It’s dark out there, but this hall has a light on at noon.
I snuck under the window through the wall, it was probably a little hot at night, and this house just happened to be open, and I snuck my head off, and I looked inside, and I looked at it, and I looked at it for a minute!
It’s not a hall, it’s a small processing shop!
It’s a big house, it’s a hundred squares, it’s full of shelves, it’s five or six floors per shelf, it’s a layer of large trophies, and I can’t see what’s in it.
A machine is in the center of the hall, and it’s the machine that sounds.
The machine is small, has to be a third of the house size, has to be a little weird, like a big meat grinder, and it’s much more complicated than a meat grinder.
I’ve never worked in a factory. I don’t know this kind of machine.
The machine’s head is probably a feed mouth, like a high and wide table, looking down at the feed mouth, and there are several components in the middle that seem to be crushed, mixed, processed, etc., at the end of which is a long, thick tube, which appears to be a source of material.
The model is sitting on that feed mouth, screaming.
I looked at the model, and my head was buzzing again, and if it wasn’t for the model, I wouldn’t have recognized it.
Models are better now than dancers and Sonhana, with a coarse line bound like a sling, with hair covered with half a face, a pyjamas covered with half a face, a half a raccoon, and a yellow, sticky sticky sticky slut just like the two of you.
There are more than a dozen people in the house, mostly acquaintances, and the head of the narcissistic plant is watching with two hands behind him, along with the driver, the big bear, and the leader whom I held hostage, leaving seven or eight young men living around the shelf and the machine naked.
The model can’t move, sits at the mouth of the feed, squawks at the legs, and says, “Damn, if you can push Grandma down, don’t leave me alive.
The model’s scolding is so strong.
I have to admit, Mo’s been crying so hard in the middle of the night.
The driver stood under the machine and said, “You can’t finish your work tonight. I can’t let you see the sun tomorrow.”
The big bear said, “You’re right, I’ll throw you in the back and feed you to the wolves.”
The driver beat me when he ate and the big bear let the model blow his head in a warmer. The two guys clearly took revenge and said it was tough.
The narcissistic frowned, frowning, frowning. Get the fuck out of here!
The owner of the narcissistic hysteria doesn’t look like a two-wit.
I’m wondering what they’re doing, and I see a couple of workers walking to a shelf next to them, taking down seven or eight big trophies, running up to the machine, standing up at the model’s station, looking at several ladders next to them, climbing up the ladder, opening up the trophies and pouring down on the model!
That’s what I figured out.
Seven or eight of them fell out of the model’s head, and the worms fell out of the model’s head, wooing at the place filled with the model’s station, and then half of the model’s body, and the model fell into the worm’s pile.
The worm looks like a maggots, but it’s bigger than a maggots, it’s about the size of a larvae, it’s all yellow, it’s all over, it’s all over, it’s all over, it’s all over, it’s all over.
The more I look at it, the more I remember it, the more I think about it.
It’s not as scary as it feels when the bug eats, but it’s still so dense, it’s so gruesome, it’s so gruesome, it’s so intense, and I’m starting to lose my head like an electric.
The amount of worms, the amount of it, the amount of it, the weight of a fat one, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the amount of it, the
Models are more uncomfortable than me, and the bugs don’t know how to raise them, they’re sticky and thin, and when they fall out of the platter, they fall, they fall, they fall, they fall, and most of them fall at the foot of the model, and they hang on to the model with the silk.
I said the model was as sticky as the stinking egg. It was all made of the bug.
When the bugs fall, the model screams and he tries to hide.
This place at the model station is surrounded by iron leather on three sides, half a metre high, which basically surrounds the model, with the only gap being a lean pipe, straight through the feed.
The models are tied, they can’t move, they can’t move, they can’t move, they can’t move, they can’t move, they can’t move, they can’t move, they can’t move, they can’t pull, they’re sticky, they’re piled together, they’ve got legs, they’ve got legs, they’ve got bugs, they’ve got worms, they’ve started to go through the pipes.
As soon as the bugs enter the feed, the machine starts to move, and the parts start to turn, and they don’t know how to process them, so the machine turns around for a while, and it starts to ring, and a sticky, butter-like liquid comes out of the feed pipe and falls into the big pot, and it’s not too long before a worker picks up a pot full of pelts and a farmer’s face is happy to harvest.
I sort of figured it out a little bit. It’s like a squealer, and it’s like a living insect. It’s like this butter thing, and it’s like a model standing at the mouth of the feed, and it’s like a delivery guy.
But I don’t get it. The old man in this room with the water, he’s faster than a model. Why does he have to do this?
The model has been stretching his leg for half a day, looking at the insects in the iron pelvis, and the model’s breathing down, and then he starts scolding people, from the driver to the boss of Big Bear and then to the working boy, and I’ve been on the window for half a minute.
Big bear’s making the model scolder, and he’s looking up at the model and he says, “Damn it, you fuck, I’ll go up there and cut your tongue.”
The model’s coming up. Shit, you’re coming up. You’re my grandson.
I watched the models go on raging and sarcasm and die.
The big bear couldn’t eat a model, so he tried to throw himself at the machine, and the two workers who were working around him were killed.
The manager was not angry and turned around with his back around the machine, and when he saw that there was no movement at the mouth, he said, “What’s the matter with her?”
The head of the narcissistic narcissistic plant said it’s smooth.
Seventy-eight workers went to the shelf, moved over a dozen utensils, climbed up the machine and fell again towards the model.
This time there were more bugs than last time, and it was more than half the body of the model, and it was more loud than the last time, and it was more loud, and one face was more scary, and it was obviously scary.
The model went crazy and started stretching his legs and pulling bugs, and the bugs went into the bottom, and the machine started buzzing again.
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
