"My husband is amazing, he'll grab you right by the hips,"
sang the woman's piercing voice.
"He'll grab you right by the hips,"
"He'll grab you right by the hips,"
...
The bikini-clad Gu Worms joined in the chorus.
Some sounded like the buzzing of flies.
Some hissed like venomous snakes.
Some croaked like toads.
Some made the scraping sound of centipedes crawling on the ground.
Dozens of different, almost human voices formed a terrifying yet harmonious symphony, infiltrating Liu Zheng's ears and stirring inside his mind.
Meanwhile, his hips continued to withstand their fierce assault.
Giant bullets fell apart under their pinching and tearing, before being divided and consumed.
Then, under some force, they were instantly reborn, only to be violently pinched and bitten again.
Pain beyond human limits continuously hammered Liu Zheng's instincts.
