Chapter 92: Heavenly Demon Divine Cult Serial Murder Case: #5 No Chinaman Must Figure In The Story. (11)
“Whew…”
Qing sighed and tossed the whip aside.
Inside the room was just one messy corpse, its torso and innards sliced into pieces.
Qing looked around in disgust at the sight. Fortunately, the cloth the Sura Demonic Sword had wrapped around himself covered the lower half of the corpse.
“Hmm. Good. Yeah, this looks a lot better.”
An old man’s flabby ass.
It was better to cover it up for the sake of the mental health of whoever discovered it later.
But hmm, it looks a bit plain.
Maybe I should add a little more decoration?
Qing’s eyes lit up as she looked around again.
She gathered some thick wooden dildos and placed one in each of the corpse’s hands, then scattered a few more around.
Good. Now he looks more like the epitome of a pervert.