Around dusk, when the quiet Dizi camp was stationed, bursts of wailing could be heard suddenly: "Let me go out... Shi Ke can be killed and cannot be humiliated. Let me go out..."
In an inconspicuous tent, Zhou Yun's limbs were tied back to a wooden bench. Han Qiuming stared at him with a gloomy look on her face and said, "Are you done yet? I'll ask you again whether you surrender or not!"
Zhou Yun tilted his head and said with his nostrils pointing upward: "I told you, unless you become my wife!"
"Cheng Shuang, do it!" Han Qiu Ming couldn't bear it anymore. Zhou Yun woke up an hour ago, so she tried her best to persuade her to surrender. She even guaranteed that as long as she was willing to join the Dizi camp, she would be escorted to "Martial Arts Academy". But the other party couldn't help it.
Without any intention of moving, she firmly insisted, 'Unless you become my wife'. She was so angry that she kept wanting to stab this guy to death with a knife.
Cheng Shuang came up behind Zhou Yun without saying a word, made fists with both hands and clamped the boy's head on the left and right, as if he wanted to play a drill game.
A drop of cold sweat slipped from Zhou Yun's forehead: "Hey, hey, hey! What do you want to do! If you dare to abuse prisoners of war, be careful and I will sue you!"
Zhou Yun knew that Cheng Shuang was extremely powerful, and if she pinched his head with her fists, he might become an idiot.
Han Qiu Ming folded his hands and said as if he were joking: "I heard from my subordinates that someone arrogantly pointed out on the battlefield that the practical assessment guidelines indicate that prisoners can be 'appropriately' tortured..."
"Who said that? There is no mistake!" Zhou Yun said with a playful smile: "Sister, I am a poor person, unlike you special candidates who can change jobs at will!"
"Just surrender, don't worry about the rest." Han Qiuming didn't care at all about Zhou Yun's affiliation. Anyway, the Xuanwu Camp secretly joined forces with the Dismissal Council, as long as the young man was willing to help her deal with Xu Qian.
"This..." Seeing that the girl was determined to surrender to him, Zhou Yun had no choice but to delay the matter and said seriously: "Give me a day to think about it."
"Torture!" Han Qiuming decided not to talk nonsense and let the young man try the hard way first.
"Yes." Cheng Shuang's face was expressionless, and she started squeezing and twisting with her fists. Even though the beauty's palm was not big, her skin was well-proportioned and smooth, but anyone who knew her knew that this girl's strength was unmatched.
"Wait, wait! Oh, be gentle! Can't you even think about it? Help! Let me go out..."
After undergoing cruel torture, Zhou Yun was left with only half a life. During lunch time, he stayed in the camp without a soul.
Han Qiu Ming was worried that the boy would run away, so he tied his hands and feet and even had to feed him. The unlucky guy who waited on Zhou Yun to eat was Liu Yuanying, who had been bullied.
Han Qiu Ming originally asked two boys to feed Zhou Yun, but the boy made a fuss and kept shouting that he had no appetite when seeing a man, so he had to have a beautiful woman serve him. Finally, he asked a multiple-choice question, beautiful deputy commander, beautiful major general,
Beautiful major, choose one from three...
Of course, Han Qiu Ming would not wait on Zhou Yun, and directly ordered Cheng Shuang to feed the boy. However, Cheng Shuang seemed to be very unfamiliar with the relationship between men and women, and she fidgeted stiffly for a while. As a result, Zhou Yun didn't finish half of the meal, so she
Unable to bear the embarrassment, he walked out of the tent and dragged Liu Yuanying in...
The first level of officialdom was overwhelming, and with orders from superiors, Liu Yuanying had no choice but to bite the bullet and serve Zhou Yun.
"Ah~." Zhou Yun opened his mouth and waited for the beautiful lady to bring him food. Although he was chewing white rice, it tasted really sweet with the beautiful lady waiting on him.
"Sour!" Zhou Yun continued to open his mouth. This kind of emperor-level service really made him feel soft and soft, and he even gave up the idea of escape. If he had known that the prisoners of war were treated so well, why would he have to fight to the death? If he had to
It's not a bad idea to accept the 'torture' and stay here for fun.
Liu Yuanying seemed to be very afraid of Zhou Yun, and behaved extremely obediently. She held the straw steady and put it to the young man's mouth with skillful hands: "You...can you...eat faster..."
She didn't want to face Zhou Yun alone, she just hated him for eating so slowly that he would chew a mouthful of rice for a long time.
Instead of accepting the beauty's proposal, the young man went even further and said, "I want to be fed with a spoon!"
"This is a bagged drink..." Liu Yuanying was very aggrieved. Zhou Yun asked her to find a cup to put the sour milk in, and to blow it before feeding it. The sour wind smiled proudly, and finally couldn't help but get angry: "You are
Prisoner! Not the emperor! Why should I serve you!"
While the girl was talking, she pretended to throw a drink at the boy, but before she took action, Zhou Yun took the lead and said coldly to her: "Have you ever thought about the consequences?"
Liu Yuanying's delicate body trembled, and she suddenly remembered what Zhou Yun had warned her, 'Next time you dare to make a sneak attack, be careful...'.
After Zhou Yun's repeated intimidation, the girl had developed a psychological shadow towards him. As long as the boy had a tough attitude, she would instantly feel frightened, like a deer caught by a hunter, trembling both physically and mentally.
Liu Yuanying bit her red lips with her teeth, and finally with tears in her eyes, she obediently returned to her original position and continued to feed Zhou Yun. It was just the girl's charming and charming attitude that made the young man's heart beat uncontrollably. Especially the beautiful woman was crying and blowing a cold drink, and her breath came out delicately.
The body is fragrant and does not have a turbid flavor.
Could he be too cruel? Zhou Yun thought hesitantly, the beauty in front of him looked too tempting and intrusive, and her sad look made him want to ravage her even more.
After dinner, Liu Yuanying left the tent silently, apparently to call Han Qiu Ming. Zhou Yun knew that a new round of "proper torture" was about to begin, so it was better to find a way to escape quickly while there was no one around.
The young man moved his hands and feet with difficulty, trying to tie him up with a wooden bench and two iron chains? What a joke. Zhou Yun asked himself that he could not break the chain, but he had no problem breaking the wooden bench.
Taking a slow breath, Zhou Yun began to try to charge up for an explosion. In the morning battle, he initially understood how to compress power and was able to carry out two levels of power charging. The maximum power output was the original third power. Now even if he confronts Cheng Shuang head-on,
He didn't feel that he would be at a disadvantage either.
The young man had a good idea, but unfortunately he underestimated his opponent's IQ. A alarm was installed on the wooden bench. As soon as the young man tore off the wooden bar, a mighty alarm sounded. Han Qiu Ming came with his people in a short time...
With his limbs bound by chains, Zhou Yun imitated rabbit hopping and tried his best to escape with all his strength. Just as he jumped out of the tent, he was surrounded by soldiers from the Dizi Battalion. Looking at the majestic and beautiful deputy commander, he smiled awkwardly
: "Well... don't get excited, the stool is just not reliable."
Han Qiu Ming stared at the boy expressionlessly and said indifferently: "How about using an iron cage?"
"Are you kidding..." Zhou Yun jumped back quietly.
Han Qiu Ming took a step closer: "Are my words funny?"
"A little bit..." Zhou Yun jumped back again, trying to keep the distance between the two sides, so as not to be caught when they met each other.
"Get him!" Seeing that Zhou Yun still had the idea of escape, the girl immediately ordered someone to catch him. However, Zhou Yun used all his powers to jump faster than he could run. The soldiers of Diziying were stunned and could not catch him.
Get on him.
"Yuanying, why are you still standing? Didn't you hear the order?" Han Qiuming glared at Liu Yuanying. The girl was famous for her speed, and now she was standing there stupidly. Han Qiuming really couldn't understand what she was thinking.
What.
"I..." Liu Yuanying clicked her tongue, remembering Zhou Yun's terrible performance, her body actually refused to obey the command and did not dare to step forward to stop the young man.
Han Qiu Ming roughly guessed something from Liu Yuanying's expression, and couldn't help but sarcastically said: "Are you stupid? His limbs are trapped now. No matter how powerful he is, he is no match for you. What is there to be afraid of? This opportunity is rare, so don't take action now.
, you will definitely be afraid of him for the rest of your life."
Han Qiu Ming gave a little advice, and Liu Yuanying suddenly understood. That's right! He was now in Longyou Shoal, what did she have to be afraid of? Besides, there were hundreds of soldiers and Major General Cheng Shuang as backup, so why should she care about a defeated prisoner.
Liu Yuanying felt confident in her heart. She took a deep breath and her eyes instantly revealed a hint of coldness. She was determined to make Zhou Yun die under her sword. Han Qiu Ming probably didn't expect that Liu Yuanying didn't want to arrest the boy, but wanted to kill him.
Killed in hand.
"Death!" The beauty yelled, and the sword flashed instantly, stabbing straight towards Zhou Yun's left chest.
"Don't mess around!" Han Qiu Ming was shocked. She didn't expect that her ridicule would make the girl resentful. To be honest, she was not worried at all that Liu Yuanying would accidentally kill the boy. What Han Qiu Ming was afraid of was that Zhou Yun would take advantage of the girl.
Attack fiercely and cut off the chains that bind your hands and feet.