A child in his teens was squatting on a horse, with buckets filled with water hanging on his arms.
There are sandbags tied to the legs, which may not be unique. What is unique is that as long as a little water is spilled, you will get a severe beating. The sandbags on the legs will become heavier, and the bucket will be replaced with a larger one...
Ice cubes... Another scene changed, and the child in it was still Hei Yanying. Although he was only in his teens at that time, she recognized that look in his eyes.
Only he can have those eyes that make people feel suffocated!
A child was frozen in an ice cube, and there were several people standing next to him, constantly testing his body functions.
It wasn't until the child inside the ice cube had fainted severely that they could pull him out and give him some warmth so that he could breathe.
However, after he recovered a little, he was immediately forced to return to the ice cellar again...
Silver needles... My whole body is covered with silver needles, and I can't even feel the pain...
The child's hair in the middle was deliberately pulled into a small braid and hung up so that his feet could not even touch the ground.
Pain... This kind of pain should be heartbreaking. It should be much more painful than her dripping wax... flogging. It should hurt a thousand times, a hundred times!
"Hei Yanying... Hei Yanying..."
With her slender hands, she tried hard to find his big hands. After finding them, she squeezed them hard.
He held one of his hands in the palm of his own hands, trying to give him a little strength
Maybe to them now, these are nothing, but at that time, Hei Yanying still looked like a 14 or 5-year-old child!
Hei Yanying just smiled at her gently, and then continued to encourage her to read on. Although his own psychology was somewhat unpleasant, he had learned to hide it!
The scenes are constantly switching. Leng Hewu looks at it more and is not willing to let go of it!
A child... a child going through this is undoubtedly torture. He is locked in a dark cell and given water once every two days...
It took three days to give her a piece of bread as big as a palm...and she was locked up like this for a month...God, if this wasn't Hei Yanying, she really couldn't believe it...
What was behind the cell was the sun and rain. He was hung on a flagpole with nothing to cover him. His skin was all red from the sun.
But on the screen, he bit his lips and didn't even moan in pain!
Rain... When it rained, no matter how hard it rained, he was never put down again until his lips were all white.
The whole person's face looked wrong, and the whole person's head was like an eggplant beaten by frost. Only after it wilted did it have a chance to breathe!
Looking at these things on the screen, the corners of Leng Hewu's eyes couldn't help but feel slightly moist. Just like this, she was moist. So, would she still have the courage to continue watching with him?
The picture on the screen is still jumping, it is a fighting picture.
He was surrounded by two people who were much older than him at the same time. Two adults bullied a child...
This is a fatal fight. As long as someone catches your weakness, you will die without a burial place, and if you die, you will die.
There is no aftermath. This is the most basic rule of fighting, isn't it?