Long Henyang touched the instruments of torture with a cold face. "These are all people who deserve to die. If they can survive a certain punishment, I will pardon them. Anyone who can't bear it will die first."
His stomach was churning, and Long Qianqian couldn't help but vomit.
Thinking of these people dying here and their bodies rotting here, she felt like she could taste the smell of rotting human flesh.
Long Henyang gently stroked her back and softened his tone: "In my world, death is normal. Maybe I will die one day."
The painful sound of vomiting echoed in the bottomless prison. Long Qianqian felt that her stomach was about to vomit, but she didn't see anything vomited out. After a while of retching, she felt that she was about to collapse and her whole body had no strength.
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"Qianqian, you can't stand this, so don't faint in the next scene."
Long Qianqian shook her head and said feebly: "I don't want to see it anymore, Long Henyang, I don't want to understand your world, please let me go!"
His world was cruel and bloody, and he faced death all the time. She couldn't integrate into his life, and she didn't want to.
Long Henyang grabbed her wrist and said gloomily: "How many times have you begged me to let you go? Long Qianqian, don't even think about it in this life, unless I die."
Long Qianqian gritted her teeth and squeezed out a few words from between her teeth: "Then you go die."
He twisted the mechanism on the wall, turned around and smiled evilly at her: "The fortune teller told me my fortune, saying that I would live to be eighty years old, and it would be too early for me to die."
After touching the mechanism, a stone door opened. Before Long Qianqian could even utter his sarcastic words, he heard howling and screaming inside. It seemed that this was really the 18th level of hell, filled with tortured ghosts everywhere.
There were countless disheveled people in a small cell. They seemed to have not seen the sun for a long time, and their eyes were dull and lifeless.
"Long Henyang, who are they? What right do you have to lock them up?"
The state has national laws, and if you want to go to jail, you must abide by the law. If he sets up a private execution room to detain others and defies the law, he will be shot.
His amber pupils were like bottomless spirals. He said: "They are all people who want my life. I will use those instruments of torture to slowly torture them. I have already told you the rules. If you don't want to die, you will live."
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Long Qianqian clenched her fists and looked pale.
"What you're doing is illegal."
Long Henyang put his index finger against his lips, making a silent sound, and then whispered in her ear with a very soft voice: "Except for people from Hell Shura, you are the only one who has been to this place, so you can go and tell the truth."
Yes, she can go and tell the truth. If Long Henyang lies down, then she will be free.
But her heart drove her not to do this. He was the only one in the Long family. If he died, Long Yingtian would definitely be sad.
Long Henyang captured her emphasis on family ties. "Don't hesitate, you betrayed me differently last time. My life is very hard and I won't die that easily."
Last time it was because the opponent was Gu Mingyuan, not the country.
"Long Henyang, you devil."
Long Henyang glanced at the people in the prison, and said with arrogance and arrogance: "Ask them, whose hands have not been stained with blood, devil? I will let you see what a real devil is.
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Pulling her through a door again, the scene inside almost made Long Qianqian faint.
On the cross, a man was tied up and covered with blood. A man in black was holding a bright big knife and cutting the man's flesh one by one.
Now updating one chapter, I have something to do today, I will update it in the afternoon