Sashimi Knife Manhwa Novels & Stories

He put it back immediately, it felt too comfortable. The second roll contained a set of crocodile shears, a lead sprinkler, and a tongue tearer. James swallowed and felt nausea overtake him. The third roll contained a single knife with a razor-sharp blade. It was beautifully engraved. The name came to him, Ling Chi, or better known as the knife used for the thousand cuts torture technique. Dave groaned and James turned around, he would not be caught unawares again. The fourth roll remained unopened on the table. James entered the cell and looked at Dave. Dave seemed confused and was looking around.

She knew who the winner of this fight was and it definitely was not Shinja. "Wipe that look off your face dearie. You are taking food to the Silver prince and that's that." Shinka dismissed Shinja without further thought. Shinja knew it was pointless trying to reason with Shinka once she had made up her mind. She picked the food from Jen's hands and headed out to the pirnce's room. She walked with care this time until she reached Silver's room. She knocked slightly, in a wink of an eye, the door opened. She came face to face with Silver who walked away from her fast enough as though she was infested with fleas. If it bothered her, she did not show. Instead she entered noticing the clothes t

“Hmmm…. This is pretty strong.” He took out a penknife from his pocket and said, “This has a thinner blade. It will leave a different scar.” Then he foraged through the kitchen and found a broad knife. Placing it beside the others he said, “This will leave a deeper wound.” Sia’s heart started beating faster and sweat beaded on her forehead as she saw him calmly gather more tools. When she was doing this herself she didn’t feel scared but something about his calm demeanor gave her chills.

A long slit formed on his face, he wipes the blood that draws with his hand, and he looks at me furiously. "You... aaaaargh" He didn't finish, he lunged at me drawing another kunai from his back. I docked, allowing his kunai to pass just above my shoulder, then I position my dagger in front of me and throw myself to him with all my force. The moment his body made contact with mine. He froze, groaning, he drop his kunai and sweeping his gaze down to my hand, which held my dagger. It was buried deep in his stomach.

Just as quickly, she threw another, and another, and another, and another…and smiled at the end result. As Onyx walked into the kitchen in search of Tasha he came to an abrupt halt at the sight he found. There was Sansa, plastered against the wall with five knives stabbing into the wall and framing her body. And Tasha…well, she was smiling cheerily and somewhat sweetly. “What’s going on?” he asked dubiously. His mate shrugged, still the image of innocence. “I was just showing Sansa my knife trick,” Tasha told him, pulling knives from the wall. “Cool, huh?”

said Lord Yong to Si-ri, breaking away from the mesmerising sight before him. Si-ri stepped forward, taking a knife in his hands and sat under the tree close to its roots. Si-ri looked at the dagger intently, squinting at the glint of light that blinded her momentarily. She clutched the blade furiously into her palm and didn't even notice the blood that soon covered her hand in no time. Si-ri's attention was on scrutinizing the tree as she dredged it with her blood.

she repeated, and his hand lowered half an inch. She could feel, distantly, the girl she had been—the one who would have let pity decide—stir and then go still. That girl wasn’t dead. She’d just moved to a different neighborhood inside the same person and learned the local customs. Sasha reached for the long, straight blade. She unwrapped the oiled paper. The knife’s balance announced itself up her arm. She tested the edge with a thumbnail and heard it sing in a way that made Marco nod once, satisfied.

"Girl, it not just a 'chopping the veggies' knife it's a 'chopping the person' knife. You get the difference, right? all you need to do is to sway this here and there, slicing his legs, that's it. Now Let's get started." TO BE CONTINUED... ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ ❤ Author's Note ❤️ Hey unicorn, hope you have enjoyed this chapter. Keep reading to dove yourself into a mystical world, which is still unknown to humans yet exists, somewhere far beyond our imagination.

[Yusuke] Then dont shoot then. "Yusuke" takes out his knife and started to charge at "Shinjuku". "Shinjuku" stands there and was anticipating his every move "Yusuke" was slashing at him in Vertical angles "Shinjuku" started weaving left and right then "Yusuke" try to use a basic maneuver then took his knife and slashes at "Shinjuku" Horizontally then "Shinjuku" jumps back quickly then raises his hand getting ready to release a energy wave at "Yusuke".

The blade slid effortlessly, fully embedding itself, as blood began to seep, staining her naked skin and the white bed sheet beneath. Her screaming pain was blocked by a mouth gag, and her both hands and feet are chained to the bed. The sight was ghastly. Blood trickled down, warm and startlingly red, creating a stark contrast against her pale skin. "If you slice it to the side, following the knife's sharp edge, it will open a big wound, like when Japanese people perform hara-kiri, and her stomach organ will spill out. If you twist your knife like a knob, she will get a nasty wound that will be hard to heal. So, what's your choice?" The sound was ringing in my ears.