"Bastard!!" Xuanyuan Ziyi's expression seemed to be covered with a thick layer of frost. Just now Zhao Minghui lay on her body without saying a word and touched and kissed her, which almost made her collapse.
now……
Not long after they fell, Xuanyuan Ziyi's hands and feet began to shrink significantly, and then...slowly pulled them out. With a clatter, all the chains fell to the ground, and the crisp sound sounded like applause for her escape.
"Did it feel good just now?" Slowly squatting in front of Zhao Minghui, Xuanyuan Ziyi's neutral and ordinary face gradually transformed into a ferocious Yaksha-like one, and his slender jade fingers stretched incredibly.
Zhao Minghui lay on the ground like mud. Except for his eyes full of fear and pain, which moved back and forth, his body was no longer affected by his brain. He could only watch the woman in front of him stretch out her fingers, gently caressing his cheek, and then
Winding all the way up until...the eyeball!!
"I'm asking you a question, didn't you hear me?" Xuanyuan Ziyi murmured in a cruel voice, and dug his fingertips into Zhao Minghui's eyes bit by bit.
Zhao Minghui's eyes were as wide as dead fish, frightened, desperate, pleading, horrified...all kinds of emotions gathered in his eyes, desperately trying to twist his body, desperately trying to shout for help, but...
"Speak!!" Xuanyuan Ziyi screamed, and thrust his hands into Zhao Minghui's eyes, digging hard and tearing hard. Poof! Thick blood sprayed outwards along the gap, and the big eyeball was covered by a
It was pulled outward bit by bit, and a large number of sticky blood vessels were connected behind it. The scene was extremely hideous and terrible to watch.
Guo Qiang and other second-generation ancestors nearby, and armed bodyguards in the distance, all stared with wide eyes in unspeakable horror at the horrific scene in front of them. The scene of their eyeballs being torn out alive was engraved in their hearts and brains like a knife.
Frantically commanding the body to move, desperately commanding the mouth to be born, but... still... calm... they are now a puddle of mud!
"Xuanyuan, rescue us, hurry up!" Di Cheng was also shocked by Xuanyuan Ziyi's devilish behavior, and immediately shouted and urged. There were still a large number of armed personnel on guard outside, and his attention might be focused on the outside now.
, but once someone comes in for inspection, their situation will immediately turn into crisis.
Xuanyuan Ziyi didn't seem to hear Di Cheng's urging, and threw his eyes to the ground savagely, his expression even colder, and then...
He picked up a hammer and smashed it on Zhao Minghui's fingers like crazy. Bang! Click! Poof! The bones were broken, the skin and flesh were rubbed, and the blood was splattered. The hell-like scene made Guo Qiang and others' hearts tremble.
Violent twitching.
And Zhao Minghui... could only silently endure the shattering pain, savoring the despair and panic. What made him almost crazy was that he did not faint.
"Xuanyuan!!" Di Cheng, Ye Wantong and others shouted at the same time.
Huh! Xuanyuan Ziyi's body was slightly shaken, but he finally recovered. He punched Zhao Minghui's crotch hatefully again, and then he sighed. He stared at the tattered Zhao Minghui on the ground with disgust, got up and walked to Di Cheng and the others.
, picked up a few small wires and started to fiddle with the iron locks. As a top thief in the world, a few small locks were no challenge to her.
Soon, Di Cheng, Ye Zhitong, Meiyan, and Annie broke free from the iron chains one after another. Without exception, the four women were the first to escape, their expressions suddenly became fierce, and they picked up the hammer, iron rod, and scissors.
The second-generation ancestors were waiting for the objects to be smashed savagely on the ground, venting the burning anger in their hearts in the most violent, rude, and bloody way. They were not ladies in the first place, and their hearts under their beautiful faces could definitely be used.
To describe it as 'cruel', the flames of anger rose at this moment and became even more ruthless. Even the usually calm Anne was no exception. She took the scissors and penetrated the man who had torn off her clothes like crazy, with blood and flesh splattering on her face.
He didn't care about anything on his body or clothes, he only focused on venting the anger in his chest.
In addition to praying for forgiveness with frightened and pleading eyes, Guo Qiang and others could only silently endure the physical torture and psychological stimulation. Even the vast majority of people still do not understand what happened and what the situation is like.
Will it suddenly reverse? Why did I suddenly become limp when I was healthy? I just watched my body being smashed section by section, my bones exposed section by section, and my blood gurgled out.
They are close to a mental breakdown and have no time to think about anything else.
There are only two words left in my mind: pain! Spare my life!
Di Cheng first quickly rushed to the closed door and looked outside. Hundreds of armed personnel were lying on their sentry posts, paying close attention to the situation outside. Lin Yuebin was sitting slightly decadently.
On the floor, he stared blankly at the night sky. After making sure that no outside attention was attracted and that no one would approach here in a short period of time, Di Cheng quickly returned to the bloody scene, but this time he had something extra in his hand——
A barrel of gasoline!
Pulling up Zhao Minghui's blood-soaked hair, Di Cheng said coldly: "I gave you a chance, don't blame me for being cruel!"
"How to deal with him?" Ye Wantong's face was full of frost. Not only was she deceived by these second-generation ancestors, but she was also almost insulted. More importantly... tonight's time was completely wasted, and the two southeastern fronts should bear a heavy price.
How many brothers will sacrifice their lives!
"You can forgive the evil you do by God, but you can't live if you do it yourself! Move all the gasoline out of the workshop." Di Cheng said coldly, his eyes no longer showing any human emotions. After a brief cold stare, he grabbed an iron
The stick violently smashed all of Zhao Minghui's teeth, then roughly pried open his bloody mouth, poured down the gasoline, and occasionally hit his stomach, causing the muscles to contract and force him to
His throat formed a swallowing motion.
Zhao Minghui has been tortured by thousands of ants, and has been tortured to the point of complete collapse. He allows the pain to devour his soul bit by bit, and allows his body to suffer ruthless persecution. He... is completely desperate!
Ye Wantong and the other girls understood Di Cheng's purpose, but no one said anything to refuse to stop him, or even showed any hesitation. They turned around and ran to the corner of the workshop, no matter what the young master of the family was, no matter what his prominent background, no matter what
He will have endless troubles. These bastards will definitely die tonight, and they will die bit by bit in pain.
As for the consequences... with the flames of anger rising, no one wanted to think about it anymore.
Di Cheng filled Zhao Minghui's stomach with gasoline, and then poured it all over his body; then Guo Qiang and other eight second-generation ancestors suffered the same "care", and Di Cheng wanted to burn them alive into ashes, leaving not even the dregs left!
While Di Cheng was moving quickly, Ye Wantong and other women also came to the armed soldiers carrying oil, gasoline, diesel and other oil items. Due to time constraints, they did not carry out "major projects" like Zhao Minghui's, but just poured water on them.
In key parts such as the head and throat.
Guo Qiang and others could not make any movements. They could only use the only movable part of their bodies - their eyes, to plead, backbone, pride, and arrogance. Everything was completely forgotten. Tears mixed with gasoline, and they slowly
The corners of their eyes slipped, and they fully understood... Di Cheng was not joking, he really wanted to kill them, and burn them alive!!
Growing up, let alone being bullied, I rarely encountered even cold looks. I have always been arrogant, domineering, arrogant and extravagant. But today, am I going to die? Is I really going to die???
They don't want to, they really don't want to! Regret and fear, anxiety and pleading are like tens of millions of ants, constantly devouring their souls. The feeling of death makes them completely collapse.
When everyone's bodies are covered with gasoline, when a strong smell fills the entire workshop, when the guards outside notice something strange, when an ominous premonition arises in their hearts, when all the guns begin to be aimed at this place, Di Cheng and others
They have gathered at the side door of the workshop.
Bang!!! A large number of soldiers pushed open the iron door violently, and the pungent smell of gasoline choked them so much that they could not open their eyes.
"Minghui?" Lin Yuebin looked blankly at the bloody scene in the open space in the center of the workshop, and recognized the mutilated corpse with his eyes gouged out at a glance.
"Lin Yuebin, you are lucky today, but next time... I will let the entire Ninth Family be buried with you!" Di Chengmu rushed to the side door and roared, throwing the lighter in his hand in a wide arc towards the gasoline-filled
The ground fell.
PS: This is the fifth update, and it will become more and more exciting day by day. Brothers, please stay tuned!
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