
“Haaahhh….Hhhaaaahh….Hhhhaahhh..” Bossa's breath as he attempted to attack Lucifer.
Lucifer gives Bossa a chance to attack him, and he just dodges the rampage
Bossas.
“It turns out this is just how you can Bossa?” satirical Lucifer who did nothing.
“You only gathered a lot of group members, and you hid behind them, when you were so lame and weak like this huh?”
“As a boss, you must be strong and tough first Bossa, if your men lose, you can protect yourself, not like a worm that hard-earned run.”
Bossa who was already sweating, trembling and exhausted. Shadow's lead became a spectacle of Lucifer's men.
“You should be hard to find, because you just play from behind and set it up. You must know, if you get caught, you'll die, right?”
Bossa just kept quiet, looking at his surroundings who laughed at him cynically.
“I've given you playing time, and now Lucifer looked at his watch. Now is the turn.
He walked up to Bossa, who was trying to dodge slowly, due to his limping legs.
“I don't like your eyes the most. So then…. I'll get that eyeball out first.” Their distance is starting to close.
Bbrruigh..
Lucifer kicked Bossa to the ground. His face was facing the ground now.
Bossa's right hand was taken and turned.
Kkkrreeek…
“Aaaaaakkkkhhhhhh..” Shouts Bossa fills a large and high headquarters room.
After feeling his bones had been removed, released until the hand fell just limp, still connected to the skin of his body, but it could not be used anymore.
Again, Bossa cried out in excruciating pain. Now both of his hands were weak and did not move. He squatted down in front of Bossa, his body turned to lie on the roof of the building.
Bossa's eyes, like asking for pity, made Lucifer hate those eyes even more.
“Please
“Ssssttt.... no more help for you.” Lucifer placed an index finger on his lips, telling Bossa to remain silent.
Lucifer's hand began to approach Bossa's face, eyeing his left eye to be gouged out.
“Not... don't, don't la-
“Aaaakkkhhhhh.... sa....sick.... Aaakkhh..” cried out as Lucifer's fingers entered his left eye.
Ccrrut….
Once the left eyeball has come out, separated from the owner, it is only still connected with a thin nerve vein. Lucifer pulled the force, until it was released.
Bossa's shout did not stop, getting louder. The pain was unimaginable that he received.
“You better kill me! Kepa*at!” the door in a loud voice.
“Hahahaha... I do want to kill you, but not so fast, because I want to play around with your contemptible body.” Lucifer replied, in his grasp there was still that eyeball.
“You see this Bossa? Your eyeballs are now in my hands. I deliberately poked one out first so you could see it.” Show it to Bossa.
From that eye hole, an extremely heavy flow of blood, covered almost half of his face.
Lucifer stood up, approaching the ‘toy’s toolbox to pick up something. Bossa knew what Lucifer was going to do with the equipment.
After getting what was appropriate for his new game, he stood up and approached Bossa again who was still lying helpless because his body could not be moved.