The sound of a whip hitting a flesh and blood body made everyone tremble just listening to it in the dark cell.
"Tell me, who does Jiduqi work for?"
spit!
The assassin who was tied to the torture instrument sneered, his mouth full of blood, and looked at Shapi with disdain.
"very good."
Shapi untied his cloak and shook off the whip in his hand. The originally clear water in the bucket beside him had long since become purple-black and turbid.
"pickle."
"yes!"
A basin of pickles was brought over. Shapi reached out and grabbed a handful of pickles. He looked at the tough-talking assassin and smiled: "Would you like pickles? A specialty of Yinxiang."
"Wu Barbarian, the birds are chirping. Haha, haha, hahahaha..."
Ridiculing loudly, Qi's assassin's eyes were full of disdain.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"
Shapi also started laughing, leaning forward and backward with laughter. When the assassin looked puzzled, he suddenly raised his hand and whipped him again.
Snapped!
"ah"
Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss
The sound of rapid breathing, due to the severe pain, the assassin clenched his teeth, the blood vessels in his neck were about to burst, and his eyeballs were bulging there because of the struggle and force.
However, just when the assassin was about to relax after the severe pain, the pickle in Sharpei's hand was directly stuck on the open wound.
"Ho ho ho ho, ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha... laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh! Ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha..."
"Ah! Ah! Ah Wu Man"
"Hey Hey Hey……"
"iron!"
"yes!"
The crocodiles had expressionless faces and didn't think it was anything at all, while the candidate crocodiles selected from the brave men of Baisha were all trembling at the moment.
"Pull the bellows."
"yes!"
Sharpei stirred the iron that started to glow red. It was originally used to number slaves and livestock, and there were inscriptions on it. After stirring for a while, Sharpei lowered his head to look at the iron, and then exclaimed in surprise: "It's actually
It's '6', this is my lucky number."
As he said that, Shapi turned to look at the assassin, "You're so lucky."
"Wuman Wild Dog"
The assassin clenched his teeth as if he had been fished out of water, with sweat soaking all over his body.
"well……"
Shapi shook his head with compassion: "Shapi admires a strong man like you the most."
After saying that, he pointed the hot iron at the assassin's abdomen and burned it.
Zhi...
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh"
The screams made the assassin twist his body wildly, like a caterpillar thrown into the fire. He had no choice but to escape and could only wait to die.
"Captain, he fainted."
"Well, it's okay."
Waving his hand, Shapi glanced at the fainted assassin indifferently, and then threw the soldering iron in his hand back into the stove. A stream of green smoke immediately emitted, and the burnt smell soon turned into a burnt smell.
"If you drag it on for a long time, if you can't survive the night, then you will show your face to the public."
"yes!"
The two crocodile men immediately took the assassin off the shelf and took him out.
After the others left, Shapi stood across a fence and said to the people in the fence: "Either commit suicide now, or I will drag you into this room."
The way he spoke was completely Li Jie's style. Those imprisoned in the fence were other assassins. After seeing the whole process of execution, everyone's faces turned pale. Two of them were so frightened that they peed. The smell of urine filled the narrow space.
in the prison cell.
"not talking?"
Sharpi showed an amiable smile, "You are indeed a strong man, I appreciate it!"
After saying that, Sharpi waved his hand, and a group of crocodile men entered immediately, opened the cell door one by one, and then dragged the men out with the ropes like dragging dead dogs.
"Come, tie this strong man up too!"
Several crocodile men very quickly used hemp rope to wrap the person's limbs on the shelf, making it impossible for the person to move.
No matter how hard the Jiduqi assassins struggled, it was in vain. Even if they were scared to death, they were still tied up tightly.
"team leader."
"Um."
Shapi nodded, then waved his hand, and the remaining assassins were immediately separated and imprisoned.
There is no way for them to know what they did.
Ding.
Turning the soldering iron in the fire, Shapi lowered his eyelids and asked lightly: "Where should I iron a '6' for you? Is it here?"
He picked up the soldering iron and gently tapped the assassin's chest.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah"
The screams immediately sounded in the cell again.
But this time, it was very quick and fast. Shapi did not use force, but looked at the assassin with a kind smile: "I haven't used force yet, and you screamed so loudly. People who don't know thought I was using force."
Where is the punishment?"
The assassin didn't quite understand what Shapi said. He just felt that this Wu barbarian was like an evil ghost!
Hiss! Hiss! Hiss...
The rapid breathing made the assassin constantly adjust his breathing to relieve the severe pain.
"Spare your life! Spare your life!"
Hearing this begging for mercy, Shapi raised his eyelids and said, "There is a saying: Those who know the current affairs are heroes. A strong man can abandon darkness and turn to the light, and he can be called a 'righteous man'. Who in the world can be called 'righteous as thin as the sky', only my Lord!"
After saying this, Shapi waved, and a crocodile man came in, sat behind a table nearby, then picked up a pen, laid out a piece of paper, and began to record the confession.
"Name, origin, where you live, who is employed... please explain everything to me clearly!"
"Hi, hi..."
"Um?!"
"yes!"
The trembling assassin's lips had lost all color.
"Stare."
"yes!"
Sharpei ignored the assassin again, turned around and left, changing rooms.
In the room, there was also a frightened assassin who had been tied to the torture rack. The assassin, who was already frightened, opened his frightened eyes and looked around quickly, when he suddenly heard the sound of familiar footsteps.
After seeing Shapi stepping in, his whole body felt like his hair was exploding, and he immediately yelled: "I'll move! I'll move! I'll move! I'll move."
Bang bang bang bang bang...
Sharpi immediately raised his hands and clapped: "Very good! What I appreciate most is a smart person like you who knows the world."
After saying this, Shapi waved his hand again, and a crocodile man also came and sat down and began to record the confession.
…
"Transcribe the confession into three copies and send one to Xinzheng."
"yes!"
"There is also a copy sent to my husband's uncle's house to inform Shang Jun, Xia Liu and others."
"yes!"
The remaining copy is naturally kept in the archives.
Shapi's ability to analyze intelligence was average, and he did not interfere with the analysis meeting that was specifically in charge of Shang Wuji, Gongzi Ba and others.
So far, his mission has basically been completed.
"Sure enough, as Shou Li guessed, someone really wants to assassinate Young Master A. These Yan people are really hateful!"
He didn't quite understand why the Yan people wanted to kill their own young master. In Shapi's view, Young Master A was nothing but a waste. Although the staff and confidants who followed him were pretty good, but they were short of manpower, what was the point?
However, he never doubted Shou Li's decision. Shapi had a feeling that what Shou Li was going to do this time might not be as vigorous as a large army battle, but it would definitely be extremely exciting.
"It's a pity that I didn't go on a mission with Shou Li."
After a second thought, Sharpei grinned again, "But it's okay, we will start a fight with the Chu people this year."
Thinking that he would never be idle, Shapi smiled happily.