Diao Zun and the other three fought desperately to escape from the ward. Under normal circumstances, it might not be difficult to escape with their strength. But the problem is that among the five people responsible for intercepting them, four are quasi-Amethyst level, and one is a close combatant.
The king Zhou Shaohua and the furious Ye Wantong!
For a moment, there were roars, roars, fierce collisions, the sound of broken instruments, and the sound of human bodies hitting the wall. The ward was shaking violently, giving people the feeling of the earth being shaken, and
A large amount of instrument debris and wall debris were scattered everywhere, making the scene shocking and chaotic.
People outside kept shrinking their heads in response to the rumbling sound, sucking in the cold air, and grinning bitterly at the same time. The matter was already clear, and there was no need to analyze it more carefully. Everything was clear. But... I was so embarrassed that I really wanted to bump into it.
Death. They don’t even know what mood they should use to express their current feelings. Shame? Anger? Sadness? It seems to be none of them, and it seems to be all of them.
In the emotional tangle, even the joy of Di Cheng's safe return was diluted.
In the room, the battle was still fierce, like a raging storm, but Di Cheng was not affected at all, and continued to "study" Ma Hao with great interest, becoming more and more surprised as he watched.
"Is this your original appearance, or has it been modified?" Di Cheng untied the bandages on Ma Hao's body bit by bit, took a pair of tweezers and opened up the newly healed wounds one by one, studying them carefully.
But while he was enjoying watching, the person involved kept twitching and moaning due to the flood of pain.
Not long after, Ma Hao, who was originally mummy-like and covered with bandages, was no longer naked and lying there. However, a large number of wounds were externalized, causing blood to flow out, like small rivers crisscrossing the body. The blood was dripping.
, it’s so horrific that at first glance, it looks like a skinned monkey, which makes people feel horrified and send chills down their spines.
Looking at the other person on the bed, Di Cheng suddenly laughed softly: "It seems that the organization has put a lot of effort into it."
He was certain that this was neither a disguise nor a mask. Judging from the condition of the facial bones, it didn't look like he had undergone plastic surgery. It seemed like he was a different version of himself!
Ma Hao's consciousness was blurred by the pain, his breath was dying, and he was in the so-called "half-dead" state, miserable and pitiful.
"Old Yang, call Sha Lang and Pei Qiu in." Di Cheng threw away the tweezers and ordered Yang Jing. At the end, he did not forget to warn: "Those who are caught alive will be made into slaves and used as puppets for Beauty."
Feng Qingyun's calm tone showed a different kind of ruthlessness and domineering. Yang Jing and others' offensive surged, and they were forced to panic while shouting wildly.
Yang Jing used three consecutive kicks in the air to stomp Zhang Xiaoyan to the wall, and at the same time shouted outside: "Sha Lang, Pei Qiu, you two bastards, get out of here!!"
Shalang and Shalang outside the door shrank their necks, their faces full of bitterness and entanglement, licked their dry lips, and bravely walked in under the sympathetic eyes of everyone.
"Brother Cheng." The two of them walked behind Di Cheng with their heads hanging down, and called out timidly.
"How did this guy get in?" Di Cheng asked seemingly casually.
Sha Lang scratched his head and said vaguely: "At that time... the left hand of the God of Death suddenly retreated. We didn't think much about it. After taking a breath, we looked for you everywhere. Later, we found you... on a... hilltop.
...Uh...this guy was brought back to Tianmen."
"Then what?"
"Then you will always treat him as your brother and serve him well, as usual." Shalang explained dejectedly, but she was not stupid and quickly woke up. She took half a step forward and whispered: "He has been unconscious for three years."
Months ago, I have been weak since I woke up. I was assassinated by Fang Zhongshou some time ago and was seriously injured. So... Brother Cheng can rest assured that he did not touch his sisters-in-law, not even his fingers."
Di Cheng turned his eyes, and before he could speak, Sha Lang quickly raised his hand: "I promise! Absolutely promise!"
"Assassination by Fang Zhongshou? When did it happen?" Di Cheng withdrew his gaze and continued to "study" the "self" in front of him.
"About twenty days ago, Fang Zhongshou suddenly came here and... assassinated him. He was later rescued by a stranger."
"Rescue?" Di Cheng suddenly smiled, but the laughter was a bit harsh in their ears, and their faces felt hot. Regardless of Fang Zhongshou's purpose and identity, let's just talk about being rescued.
It's embarrassing enough.
"I thought you all had grown up, but I didn't expect..." Di Cheng smiled self-deprecatingly, and couldn't help but think of Hua Nongying's words, Tianmen's foundation is unstable! Even with himself, Yang Jing and the others sitting in charge, they still can't hide the middle-level
The lack of strong people is the so-called "top-heavy and shallow foundation".
After all, he is still a little immature and has not yet fully matured!
Shalang and Pei Qiu lowered their heads vigorously, as if they were trying to retract their heads into their chests. Their faces were as red as monkey butts, and their expressions were as shameful as they were ashamed.
"Pei Qiu, you have been in the dungeon for a while, so you should know a little bit about torture." Di Cheng turned his attention to Ma Hao again, regardless of whether he had threatened his brother and lover, he was so greedy for taking over the magpie's nest.
, still makes people angry!!
"Know something." Pei Qiu replied. In fact, he is more than "understanding", he is "proficient"! As the master of the dungeon, he is responsible for the torture and custody of the Iron Law Force. He has deep knowledge in torture, whether it is
He has studied both ancient punishments and current punishments, and also has some unique skills of his own.
"Is there any way to make him enjoy a life worse than death?"
"Yes! It seems like a lot. How many do you want, Brother Cheng?"
“The most enjoyable!”
Pei Qiu's eyes ran across Ma Hao's body covered with cuts, from head to toe, and from toe to head, back and forth several times.
"He is covered in wounds now. You can sprinkle some salt and pepper on it, but it will probably irritate the blood vessels and cause massive bleeding, which will kill him soon. So the best way is..."
"What is it?"
Pei Qiu flicked the plastic tube hanging the bottle next to him and pointed at Ma Hao's crotch. A strange smile appeared on his richly colored face like an actor: "Cut a thirty centimeter-long thin plastic tube and insert it into him."
Push the urethral opening about twenty centimeters inward until it reaches the inside of the bladder. Then inject 50% chili pepper water from the outer end into the bladder until it is full. At that time, he will have the urge to urinate and can't help but
When sprayed outward, the chili pepper water will strongly stimulate the entire urethra. That kind of taste... is impossible for any man to bear.
In the past, in the dungeon, whenever I encountered someone who was tough-talking, I would basically use this method, and the success rate was 100%. No matter how tough a guy is, he can't stand it."
Pei Qiu Meifei explained the erotic dance, but Sha Lang next to him looked at him strangely, the corners of his eyes twitching, and finally glanced at his own breast subconsciously, shivering all over, inserting a tube? Injecting pepper water? Losing money
These perverts can figure it out.
"There is another way. You can wait until the pepper water destroys his genitals before using it."
"Continue." Di Cheng was quite satisfied and looked at Pei Qiu with a bit of...appreciation for his talent!!! He is indeed the master of the dungeon!
"We call it human body slicing. We first inject him with hormones to keep his consciousness highly alert and his nerve sensitivity at its best. Then we cut off the genitals piece by piece. Cook or pickle them and feed them to his mouth yourself.
, or we can make soup and eat it ourselves in front of him. Uh...this stuff is very filling."
"Stop it!" Sha Lang couldn't stand it anymore and quickly stopped Pei Qiu, who was getting interested. He felt his little brother twitching.
No wonder people who have been to the dungeon say it is hell, and it is true!! Pei Qiu said it very lightly and euphemistically at the moment, but in practice, the person being tortured must have gone crazy??!! He ate his own
Little brother? Watching others eat your own little brother? Just thinking about it makes you shiver.
Damn, are you still making soup? Are you taking supplements? These perverts!!
Pei Qiu curled his lips and said secretly that he had never seen the world. He asked Xiang Di Cheng, "Brother Cheng, which one should I use for him?"
"Let him have a taste, and record the scene by the way. I will send it to Skynet another day so they can appreciate it too."
Pei Qiu asked: "Do you want to be kept alive? Does Brother Cheng want to ask anything?"
"No, there's no need! Go to hell for me, as long as you don't give him an advantage."
The smile on Pei Qiu's face deepened: "Brother Cheng, don't worry, I will let him finish the last journey happily."
{Piaotian Literature www.ptwxz.com thanks all book friends for their support, your support is our greatest motivation}