Bloody Muscle Body Builder in Hell Page #2

We're breaking up.

Actually, I wanted your lighter.

- I don't have one, don't you?

- I don't smoke.

I've been nagging at you to quit

and you smoke like a chimney.

And I finally quit.

Oh, that's good.

In that case,

I'll have to chop you into hamburger.

How could you be so cruel?

I've got it! The basement.

Wow, is it real?

F***in-A.

I knew my dad was a gun-nut,

but I didn't know he had

anything this badass.

Groovy

Right, I'm blowing you apart!

- Wait.

- Why?

There are body parts missing.

Behind you!

It's still here, be careful.

It's payback time!

Mika, wake up.

Are you all right? Mika?

Don't worry, I'll save you.

What's going on here?

Dammit!

What's happening?

This isn't what you told me.

I chopped him to pieces!

Son of a b*tch!

What should I do?

What's that?

Sh*t!

You're pathetic. You can't even

protect your own girlfriend.

You ain't got the balls!

Go to the basement, Naoto.

You'll find the weapon you need there.

- The weapon...

- My weapon!

My weapon isn't the shotgun.

My weapon is... my muscles!

I'm jacked!

You're not human!

Bring it on!

- You belong to me!

- You gotta be kidding me!

"Sayonara, baby."

Don't take it personally,

but you're not my type.

You b*tch!

Glad that worked.

Give me your body!

Not another step.

I'll see you in hell... baby.

Let's go.

Translation:
Scannon

Timing:
lordretsudo

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