As soon as Li Fengyuan arrived, a disciple immediately opened the door to greet him in the cave prison.
"Disciple Wang Dang met the Lord of the Hall."
Li Fengyuan smoked a dry tobacco and nodded lightly and introduced:
"This is Meng Beidou, and he will be the law enforcement officer in the future. You can take him to get to know him."
"Disciple obeys the order."
Wang Dang saluted respectfully, looked at Zhang Wu from the corner of his eyes, and was shocked by this guy's body, and made a gesture of invitation and said:
"Senior Brother Meng, please come in."
"Thank you."
Zhang Wu solemnly bowed his fists and returned the favor, knowing the importance of establishing a good relationship with the local snake. Under Li Fengyuan's gaze, he followed Wang Dang into the cave.
This prison is very spacious, with the aisles three meters wide, like a road, and each prison room is hundreds of square meters, which is very open, enough for prisoners to practice in it.
Wang Dang asked:
"Senior Brother Meng, do you know the torture in our law enforcement hall?"
"Don't understand."
Zhang Wu shook his head honestly and said:
"I just came back from the foot of the mountain and rarely practiced in the sect. I only knew that there were law enforcement disciples in the law enforcement hall and had never heard of the punishment."
Wang Dang said with a look of pride:
"No wonder, otherwise, with your strength and future, how could you be a ruthless murderer?"
Zhang Wu asked in a daze:
"Aren't the culprits who manage the prison? They shouldn't be silenced, right?"
"Of course not!"
A strange look flashed across Wang Dang's face and said:
"The culprit is naturally a person who specializes in prisoners. He is not responsible for the prisoners or jailers. He is like an executioner, only responsible for beheading the death row prisoners and ignores everything else."
Zhang Wu was stunned.
I just think this is quite new.
The division of labor is meticulous and specializes in the profession. The disciples in the prison perform their duties without having to shirk responsibility.
In the past, when I met prisoners who needed to be punished, the sixth uncle and himself went first, and then the prisoners took turns to go.
Especially those who are so cruel that no one is allowed to run away, otherwise they will not be able to survive in prison.
Now there is no need to worry about it. Using torture becomes a matter of a torture man. You have to bear the blame yourself, but it is also convenient to make money.
It is obvious that Wang Dangcai is the jailer who manages the prison, is responsible for guarding the disciples who commit crimes, delivering food, cleaning, imprisonment, counting prisons, etc.
After walking around the prison, the two left the cave. Wang Dang pointed to the steel punishment room not far from the entrance of the cave and said:
"Senior Brother Meng, that's where you work. You are usually very leisurely, and you won't bother you in general. We will do some small fuss by ourselves. Only when you need to punish your disciples with great punishment will you need to take action."
"I understand."
Zhang Wu nodded, very satisfied with this job, and was professionally matched, and finally did not bury his torture skills.
In this way, he settled in the Kui Demon Sect.
Law enforcement disciples are treated very well, with a miscellaneous academy, and they are controlled by the disciples’ canteen, and they are responsible for food.
In addition, there is also a elixir every month and a salary of one hundred taels of silver.
Of course, this spiritual pill is just an ordinary medicine, and its medicinal effect is not even one percent of the martial spirit pill. It can only slightly change the physical constitution of the disciples and has little effect.
However, while enjoying the treatment, the disciples also need to complete the tasks assigned by the sect, otherwise they will be locked up and whipped. If the situation is serious, they will need to be punished.
In the prison room.
On the huge torture frame made of cold iron, a tall and burly man was tied with thick iron chains, with his beard and hair spread out, and his strong muscles all over his body stretched out, making the torn robe look extremely tough.
Six disciples from the black-robed law enforcement team stood quietly aside, and Wang Dang and his head leader Si Yu also secretly ran over to lift the curtain to watch the show, wanting to see the ability of this new attacker.
The law enforcement hall has very mature rules and regulations. If the disciples are punished, there must be instructions from the hall owner Li Fengyuan. He will tell you in detail how much the disciples are punished.
You will be punished as he sentences you.
Moreover, before the punishment is imposed, you should read it to the disciples who are imposed to show that the punishment is fair.
Of course, if you have any comments...keep.
You have to suffer even if you beat me to death.
The black-robed law enforcement captain shook the document and said coldly:
"The inner disciple Gao Long was ordered to go to Jinji City to collect tribute. He killed the city lord due to verbal conflicts and insulted his daughter. He also looted all the things tributed to the sect. Fortunately, he was recovered by the law enforcement team in time."
After a pause, the law enforcement captain turned a wink, and the team members next to him poured a basin of ice water, waking Gao Long who was in a coma, and then continued to recite:
"The current law enforcement hall is punished as follows, with disciple Gao Long, castration, needle insertion, tattooing, and confinement for five years."
"Woo woo woo woo--"
The burly man with cloth stuffed in his mouth suddenly widened his eyes and struggled violently on the punishment rack, shaking the chains.
Unmoved, Zhang Wu turned into a cold-faced torture man, slowly polishing the crocodile scissors.
The black-robed law enforcement captain put the document on the table, thinking that someone dared not take action, so he pretended to delay time, and reminded him lightly:
"Junior Brother Meng, this is your first task, let's do it quickly."
Zhang Wu nodded, picked up the crocodile cutters, pulled off the prisoner's pants, and cut them with a click.
"ah--"
The heart-wrenching whimpering sound was accompanied by a blood splash on the ground.
Before everyone could have time to be shocked, this guy was so decisive, Zhang Wu had already stabbed ten needles into the gap between the prisoner's nails, and dipped the silver needle in ink. He made a move like lightning, stabbing patterns on the prisoner's face.
When everyone came to their senses, a vague word "sin" appeared on Gao Long's face.
This smooth operation, let alone Wang Dang, even the law enforcement captain was a little scared.
Of course, this is not the end. The severe pain under the prisoner's pants and the pain of his heart made him faint. Zhang Wu pulled out ten needles, sprinkled some golden sore medicine on his wound, and carefully used white cloth.
Band the wound around to prevent the prisoner from losing too much blood and dying.
You can underestimate me, but you can't underestimate my skills.
Since the document does not allow him to die, I have to live well.
The King of Hell told you to the fifth update, and you won’t get any wounds and get inflammation. I will die after the third update!
From beginning to end, Zhang Wu's face remained unchanged, as if he was doing something trivial.
Wang Dang, outside the door, swallowed his saliva, quietly put down the curtain, and got goosebumps all over his body.
The law enforcement captain couldn't help but applaud and praised:
"Junior Brother Meng is indeed extraordinary. The previous torture was full of wine bags and rice bags, and I don't deserve it if I carry my shoes for you."
Zhang Wu did not reply, but just held his fists and greeted him quietly.
The law enforcement captain shouted:
"Si Zhu!"
"Disciple is here."
Wang Dang's immediate superior quickly entered the indictment chamber and waited for his appointment.
The law enforcement captain ordered:
"Prepare the prisoner to prison and take good care of him. If there is any problem, you will ask!"
"Disciple obeys the order."
Si Zhuo waved his hand, and Wang Dang and they all rushed in, unzipped the chain, and took the people away, and the disciples of the law enforcement team also left.
Seeing everyone leaving, Zhang Wu had no expression on his face and finally understood why the longest execution record of the law enforcement hall was only two and a half years.