It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

Chapter 403 Are You Ready to Die? God
The god in gorgeous robes lay on his back with his knees resting, his mouth open as he drank the wine poured from the cup.

The beauty held the wine glass in her hand, her fingers as pale as her exposed spine.

The long spine was pulled out from her neck and bent down over the wine glass, like a white snake lowering its head to drink water.

The bright red blood was drawn from the beauty's body, dripped into the wine glass along her spine, and became the fine wine that moistened the lips of the gods.

And her head was used as an armrest, supporting the god's right hand.

"Oh, you're finally here. I thought you guys at the Hundred Ghosts were starting to neglect your customers."

Kunguna opened his eyes and spoke in a lazy tone.

"How could this be, Great God Kunguna? You are a distinguished guest of our bathhouse, and the entire bathhouse street still needs your protection. We will only try our best to serve you."

The deputy minister said quickly.

Liu Zheng glanced at her with a strange expression.

The deputy minister also said that he was very careful in what he said, and she herself was also very good at speaking.

"What a talking beauty! Come, let me see how flexible your tongue is."

Kunguna waved at her.

"Yes, Your Excellency Kunguna."

The deputy minister walked over and knelt beside Kunguna's head.

"Head down and mouth open."

Kunguna ordered.

"Yes."

The deputy minister opened his mouth, revealing a row of neat, white teeth.

"What a beautiful mouth, but the teeth are too straight."

Kunguna stretched out his short, thick fingers and put them into her mouth, moving them around.

"Then I'll go down and make the teeth deformed."

The deputy minister spoke vaguely.

"No, I can do it now."

Kunguna pinched her teeth and pulled gently, and the strong teeth were pulled out.

"what!"

Caught off guard, the deputy minister let out a scream.

It doesn’t mean that non-humans must have a strong tolerance for pain, at least the deputy minister’s tolerance is not that good.

Of course, this is an advantage in the eyes of some guests.

After all, those experienced veterans can still tell whether it is real or fake.

"Shh, don't scream. Screaming doesn't sound as nice as talking."

Kunguna shook his head.

"Yes."

The deputy minister had just recovered a little when Kunguna pulled out another of her teeth.

"wu"

She controlled her throat muscles tightly to prevent herself from screaming, and the muscles on her face also twisted.

One after another, one after another.
Soon, all of the deputy minister's teeth were pulled out by Kunguna, leaving bloody holes on his gums.

"It smells so good. The liquid of a beautiful woman is sweeter than the most beautiful wine in the world."

Kunguna twitched his exaggeratedly large nose and an intoxicated expression appeared on his face.

Then, he opened his mouth, revealing a purple-black hair.

The shepherd's tongue is fat and big and looks like a pig's tongue.

And unlike a normal flat sheath, Kunguna's tongue is cylindrical and has a separate part at the front.

"Wrap it up."

His voice vibrated in the air.

The Deputy Minister obeyed His command.

For many people engaged in deep service, they would rather leave the customers unprotected than kiss them.

On the one hand, it is because of self-esteem, and on the other hand, it is also for safety reasons.

After all, as the old saying goes, trouble comes from the mouth.

As for whether the probability of unprotected transmission of diseases is higher or the harm of tongue kissing is greater, this is not something they can tell.

Of course, there is another reason that is difficult to explain.

That is, customers will generally pay extra for the former, but will not pay for the latter.

The deputy captain had the same idea, especially after becoming the deputy captain, she had more principles to uphold.

However, in front of a god like Kunguna, she could not retain anything, neither her dignity nor her life.

"So nice."

Kunguna stretched out his swollen and rough hand and stroked the deputy minister's cheek.

The thick tongue split open like a flower, turning into dozens of tiny tongues that were stuffed into her mouth.

Some of them drilled into the gums, filled the empty holes, and then sucked hard.

Some of them entangled with the deputy minister's tongue, touching her salivary glands, causing her mouth to continuously secrete saliva.

Then, all the blood and saliva were swept away by Kunguna.

The deputy minister showed a painful expression, his face turned pale, his skin became shriveled, and his originally plump cheeks began to show wrinkles.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency. Spare me."

Feeling his vitality ebbing away, the deputy minister begged for mercy with difficulty.

"What? I didn't hear clearly."

Kunguna said in a confused manner.

"Great God Kunguna, please forgive me."

The deputy minister shouted at the top of his lungs.

She didn't expect things to turn out like this, as Kunguna rarely attacked team leaders before.

And Kunguna had not shown any interest in her before.

Why? Why?
"Good things should naturally be saved for later tasting."

Kunguna said as if he knew what the deputy minister was thinking.

The deputy minister wanted to resist, but found that he was unable to mobilize his own strength.

"help me."

In desperation, she turned and looked at Liu Zheng, her eyes full of pleading and desire to survive.

Asking for help from someone who was at loggerheads and even made death threats just a few minutes ago was somewhat desperate.

But the deputy minister has no other choice now. It is a terminal illness anyway, and even a quack doctor is better than no medicine at all.

Under the deputy minister's burning gaze, Liu Zheng slowly shook his head.

"Ah~"

She sighed, her heart felt cold and a little relieved.

Yes, even if the other person is a good man, she is not his, so why should he save her?

"Mr. Kunguna, the deputy minister still has to go and select the next candidate for you. Why don't I serve you?"

Liu Zheng spoke.

His voice was passionate and sharp, which seemed out of place in this beautiful yet terrifying atmosphere.

Kunguna was of course attracted by the sound and turned his attention to him.

"You were peeking just now, right?"

His thick, protruding lips curled up like two grilled black pepper sausages.

"No, I was watching openly."

Liu Zheng said, looking directly at the god in front of him.

He is said to be a god, but in fact he looks more like a monster.

Kunguna has a round head with a gourd-shaped tumor on it.

Eyes that are sausage-shaped like lips, a nose that is protruding like a pig's nose, ears that are like handles, and dark yellow and black bumpy skin.

It makes him look like a child made it out of mud and urine, and the child has no artistic talent at all.

And his body was even more horrifying. His equally round upper body had two huge lumps of fat, and on the fat were patches of color, making him look ugly to the point of being pathetic.

His belly was also bulging, but it was not the round shape of a pregnant woman's. Instead, it was covered with irregular arches, as if it contained dozens of different kinds of eggs.

As for the lower part of His body, there is no need to describe it. Even the dirtiest country girl couldn't describe it in such a dirty way.

Not to mention having close contact with such a thing, even just looking at it can give you nightmares for the rest of your life.

"Does it look good?"

Kunguna asked with interest.

"The image of the gods is naturally beautiful, but mortals cannot understand its meaning."

Liu Zheng said.

"Interesting statement. Of all the insincere compliments I've ever heard, yours is the most sincere."

Kunguna smiled. "I have many more interesting ways to praise you. Your Excellency, why don't you let this ugly and annoying woman go away first, and I will tell you more in private."

"You want to save her, why? I clearly don't sense any lust from you."

Kunguna asked curiously.

"Because I don't like her. I just like her power."

he replied.

"If she dies, wouldn't the position be vacant?"

Kunguna was puzzled.

"I'm just a newcomer. Even if she died, I wouldn't be able to get the position of deputy director. But I saved her, so she can at least help me become the class president."

Liu Zheng said.

"The calculations of mortals are interesting. But why should I help you?"

Kunguna asked.

"Do you enjoy being abused?"

He asked rhetorically.

"Of course, pain is also a form of lust."

Kunguna replied.

"Then I can let you experience real pain and achieve supreme happiness."

"I can't trust you, mortal. You don't even look like you'd give me much sadistic pleasure."

Kunguna shook his head.

"If I can't do it, you can still call the deputy minister back to serve you, right?"

"She is the strongest among us. Let her recover and you can have the pleasure of abusing her one more time."

Liu Zheng said.

"Well, mortal, what you said seems to make sense."

Kunguna nodded thoughtfully.

Then the next second, he showed a sinister smile.

"But why should I let things go according to your wishes?"

"Of course you can do what you want, but you won't be able to experience the ultimate pleasure. I guess you've almost become numb to one-sided sadism. Your limbs are not raised high enough."

"When you were beaten up by that passing god and turned back into Shaoming Kunguna, it wasn't because you were too seriously injured, but because you entered the sage mode after the climax, right?"

Liu Zheng made a bold guess.

"It is just as you said."

Kunguna admitted it generously.

"But no matter how pleasant the humiliation is, it is still a humiliation. You took the initiative to bring up the god's shameful past. Are you ready to bear the god's wrath?"

His tone turned cold.

"Thunder, lightning, rain and dew are all God's grace. I don't want to share such glory with others."

Liu Zheng said in a feminine tone.

"I hope you can satisfy me."

Kunguna suddenly shook his head, his tongue stretched out long, and he threw it in front of him along with the deputy minister.

Liu Zheng reached out to hug the deputy minister and suddenly felt a chill on his face.

Countless tiny tongues swept across his face before regrouping to form a thick cylinder.

"So it's a painted skin. Interesting, interesting. I'm looking forward to what you'll look like after I peel off the skin."

Kunguna licked his lips.

"I am looking forward too."

Liu Zheng smiled, then lowered his head and put his mouth close to the deputy minister's ear.

"Can you leave by yourself?"

he asked in a low voice.

"Yes, yes."

The deputy minister said weakly.

He is a leader after all, he won't die from such a huge blood loss.

"Then go ahead. You should know what you are doing."

"I know."

The deputy minister said in a low voice.

Since Liu Zheng saved her, the previous agreement was naturally invalidated.

Not only can the deputy minister not kill Yaoji and Wanzi, he also has to protect them.

Of course, if Liu Zheng can't deal with Kunguna, then everyone this time should die, so it doesn't matter whether there is an agreement or not.

"Okay, let's go."

He dropped the deputy minister, who staggered out of the room, but with great speed, like a kite with its string cut.

"Satisfied? Mortal."

Kunguna asked.

"Satisfied."

Liu Zheng nodded.

"Then take off your clothes."

Kunguna ordered.

"I would like to ask Lord Kunguna a question first."

He looked around the room. In addition to the woman Kungu was lying on, there were dozens of corpses lying everywhere.

Some of them were torn into pieces, some were pierced through the head, some had tiny holes opened all over their bodies, and some had their heads bent and stuffed into their tails.
Their bodies were covered with body fluids of various colors, some from Kunguna, some from other people, and some from themselves.

Liu Zheng's gaze passed over them and locked onto several bodies stacked together.

These corpses all looked like humans, the largest one had only horns, and the smallest one was just a tooth.

They were stacked from large to small to form a human tower. A cylinder sank into the tail of the bottom corpse and came out from the mouth of the top corpse.

"Mortal, are you testing my patience?"

Kunguna raised his eyelids and asked.

"The more foreplay there is, the smoother the process will be, right?"

"That makes sense, but I still prefer you to be a little rougher, preferably with a grainy texture."

An obscene smile appeared on Kunguna's face.

"I won't let you down. So what do I ask?"

"Just ask."

"Are you Kunguna or Kunguna-san?"

he asked.

"Is there a difference?"

Kunguna asked back.

"There is a difference. It determines how I treat your Excellency."

Liu Zheng insisted.

"It is the wisdom of mortals after all. Gods are gods, and images are to gods like clothes are to mortals."

"You guys change into yukata when you come to the bathhouse to take a bath, so I'll naturally change my look when I come to the bathhouse to have fun."

Kunguna said.

"Then I understand."

He nodded.

"What do you understand, mortal?"

"You really deserve to die."

Liu Zheng put away the sexy clothes, revealing the original form of the tentacle monster.

At this time, his skin had been torn apart by the swollen muscles.

The "Burning Fury" state is activated with unprecedented power.

Blood flowed out of the wound and was recycled when it flowed through other wounds.

There were dots of black ash among the exposed flesh and blood, making him look like he was wearing a layer of lava armor.

"Oh, the aura of another god, a noble sun god at that. Very ancient, but also very weak."

Kunguna sniffed and said.

"If you think that such a small remnant of divine power can defeat me, then you are looking down on a god."

"This is just the beginning. If I want to kill a god, I will naturally do my best."

"Are you ready? God of Shabi."

The shadow of a golden magatama appeared in Liu Zheng’s bloodshot eyeballs.

(End of this chapter)