The miserable man who just woke up looked at Leng Buyu. Although his mouth was full of blood, his eyes were contemptuous, and he even spat bloody spit at Leng Buyu. When Leng Buyu saw him, not only was he not angry, but he also felt
Quite interesting.
I don’t know if these people who came here to make trouble know who they are looking for. If they know, then it will be obvious that he is silent. Apart from being known as the contemporary sword master, he is also the master of the Shanxing Hall in the Mu Han Tower.
Since he is responsible for punishment in Muhan Tower, a leading organization in the world, how can he not have the ability to interrogate and extract confessions with few tricks?
Leng Buyu nodded, grabbed the man's hair, and dragged him towards a place he didn't really want to go. Being dragged by his hair was as painful as having someone put a muff around his neck.
Tie a knot and drag it on.
The man wanted to struggle, Leng Buyu smiled contemptuously, and then released a large amount of Qi. Leng Buyu's Qi was extremely cold. Immediately, the man's limbs became unresponsive, but the master of the Shanxing Hall went too far and deliberately did not order.
His scalp was numb and painful.
Dragging someone so rampant on the street naturally attracted many passers-by to watch. Although Leng Buyu acted arrogantly, there were only three or five people on the street whispering to each other, and no one dared to step forward to stop him.
The place Leng Buyu went to was Dizhijiao's gambling shop, Pizza Hut.
After all, he was not from Hansu City. The inn was too eye-catching and there were no tools to borrow. After thinking about it, as a place for torture and extortion of confessions, Pizza Hut, a gambling house, was more suitable.
By the time Leng Buyu dragged the hapless man to the gambling house, the back of his clothes and trousers were already frayed, and there were many scars on his skin and flesh. There were also sand, dust and stones mixed with him upstairs.
After all, Leng Buyu dragged him along by his hair. The most miserable thing was naturally the man's hair. When Leng Buyu let go of his hand, there was a lot of hair on his hand, and even a small piece of bloody scalp.
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Looking at this man again, he couldn't move his limbs, and his face was full of exhaustion and pain.
Leng Buyu also found it interesting that along the way, he was not like those who had been tortured by him, and greeted Leng Buyu's eighteen generations of ancestors with curses and curses.
Leng Buyu directly kicked the main door of the casino with his foot. After a while, a head poked out from the side door. This man was ready to curse, but when he saw the person coming, he stopped cursing and his legs felt like they were losing strength.
Almost fell to the ground.
Leng Buyu looked at this guy with cold eyes, and said in a cold voice: "I'll let you guys in charge, Leng Buyu, let me use the dungeon."
Although he has never been there, he is extremely certain that there must be a dungeon inside this gambling house, Pizza Hut.
The guy's mouth kept opening and closing, and apart from the sound of his teeth chattering, he couldn't even say a few words. When Leng Buyu saw that he didn't move, he randomly glared at him with a fierce look. Just one look, so scared that the guy even rolled away.
He ran back to the gambling house with him.
After a while, the main door of the casino Pizza Hut opened for the first time.
Both the workers and the gamblers inside were all stunned. Without saying a word or paying attention to everyone's looks, they grabbed the miserable man's hair and dragged him towards the gambling house.
The threshold of the main gate of the gambling house is not low. Leng Buyu stepped over, and the man became even more miserable. He was slightly lifted and dragged across the threshold, and then hit back to the ground. He didn't know what magic method Leng Buyu used, and his limbs were obviously
I couldn't move, but the pain was still there.
After being dragged all the way, the pain of the skin being scraped had not faded away, and another impact hit him. After all, the pain was so painful that he couldn't hold back, and he let out a cry of pain.
It was this man who screamed in pain, and some timid gamblers in the gambling house mistakenly thought that Leng Buyu was a thug in the gambling house, and this
The miserable man was the unlucky guy who defaulted on his gambling money. These timid gamblers took their silver coins and ran out of the gambling house.
"lead the way!"
Leng Buyu ignored the commotion caused by his arrival. His voice was still cold, and his ordering tone was the same as that of the waiter who had gone out of the side door before.
The guy looked at the white-haired old man who had come downstairs. The old man didn't say anything, but nodded slightly. Leng Buyu also nodded slightly at the old man. He didn't know whether it was to thank him or to appreciate the other person's understanding of the importance.
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When the guy arrived at the underground prison with Leng Buyu, the guy who was leading the way was still trembling slightly, and he looked at Leng Buyu tremblingly. Leng Buyu just tilted his head, and the guy who was leading the way ran away as if he had been granted amnesty.
Returned to the ground.
Leng Buyu opened his mouth to the guy who was leading the way, but he didn't even have time to ask where the torture instruments in the dungeon were.
Since you don’t know, just take a walk around and see what you can use.
After walking around, I was helpless. In this huge dungeon, apart from some unused bricks, there were only a few pairs of shackles. Not to mention the torture tools, even a brazier and some charcoal.
He can also do some tricks with iron needles.
After walking around for a while, this dungeon is full of things.
Leng Buyu looked at the collected things, frowned, and rubbed his chin. Is this Pizza Hut's dungeon not used to imprison people? If so, how could there be no prisoners at all.
Seeing these pairs of shackles lying on the same brick floor, Leng Buyu suddenly thought of an interesting idea, and couldn't help but look at the miserable man with a smirk on his face.
Seeing Leng Buyu's evil and cold smile, the sad man felt panicked in his heart and took a breath of cold air.
Leng Buyu snapped his fingers, and the freezing feeling on the miserable man's body faded away, and his limbs began to feel. Before he could move his tibia, Leng Buyu slapped his hand, forcing the miserable man to kneel down.
Then, Leng Buyu skillfully put a pair of shackles on the miserable man, and his head and hands were stuck by the shackles.
Leng Buyu looked at the man's shackles on his back and his cannibalistic eyes, and nodded with satisfaction.
Leng Buyu looked at the bricks on the floor again, and touched his lower back. With a "pop" sound, the white sword Yingzhu was unsheathed and held in his hand. Then he saw several white lights flashing through, and the originally neat bricks were chopped by Leng Buyu.
It became a pile of rubble.
Leng Buyu kicked all the rubble together with his feet. Looking at the miserable man, he smiled evilly and said, "My lord, I haven't done anything myself in a few days. You are not bad luck."
Hearing Leng Buyu's words, the miserable man couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and sweat broke out on his temples. Luck, good luck? Is Leng Buyu from Muhan Tower a sword master or a devil?
Leng Buyu lifted the miserable man up again. The miserable man wanted to resist, but was unable to struggle. Leng Buyu pulled him forward one step more, and then pressed his body down with force on his hands.
This miserable man bent his knees like a puppet and knelt directly on the gravel.
When my already frozen legs touched these rubbles, I felt a heartbreaking pain. My eyes widened and bulged out, and my pupils even dilated a bit.
Seeing the miserable man's reaction, Leng Buyu nodded with satisfaction. Then, Leng Buyu walked aside and brought a pile of bricks again. He did not handle them lightly and placed them directly on the miserable man.
Side of body.
Leng Buyu knelt down, raised his chin with his index finger, and asked: "Do you know who the Shanxing Hall, where I am responsible, is entertaining in Mu Han Tower?"
"Shan Xing Tang? Shan Xing Tang!"
The miserable man finally spoke and made a sound. He was missing a tooth and his voice was a little blurry. The blood in his mouth was either spat out or swallowed, and there were only blood stains near his mouth. He couldn't help but swallow again, and his eyes were full of blood.
, a little more fearful.
The coldness and silence at this moment did not look like the cold and stern appearance outside. Instead, there was only ruthlessness and treachery.
Leng Buyu chuckled, and then said: "The most indispensable thing for those who enter the Shanxing Hall is some ruthless people. It's a pity, it's a pity, no one who enters the Shanxing Hall will be true.
The iron mouth and copper lips cannot be pried open. I will give you a choice, do you like to play slowly or have fun?"
This miserable man has naturally heard of Shanxingtang, but even in Jingzhou, there is no detailed report to confirm which organization Shanxingtang belongs to.
Hearing Leng Buyu personally say that he is the master of Shanxing Hall, then this Shanxing Hall is naturally a force in Muhan Tower.
Since the master of the Shanxing Hall is here, he thinks that he will never get out alive today. Just as he was about to use his last strength and bite his tongue to commit suicide, he heard a cold laugh.
The miserable man looked at Leng Buyu who was eye level with him again. The eyes of this contemporary sword master were full of contempt. Then, Leng Buyu joked: "Since I am here, do you really think that you will have
Is it possible to commit suicide?"
Hearing what Leng Buyu said, the miserable man immediately opened his mouth, stuck out his tongue, and forced his teeth. Before his teeth could bite, Leng Buyu sent out a blast of cold air with his sword finger, causing his movements to stop.
This miserable man just kept making such strange movements. Just like before, he couldn't move his limbs. Now, it was his mouth and teeth that couldn't move.
Leng Buyu picked up two bricks from the ground and placed them on both sides of the miserable man's shackles. The miserable man did not move at all, and Leng Buyu nodded with satisfaction. Then Leng Buyu picked up four more bricks and placed two bricks on each side.
piece.
When the sad man saw Leng Buyu acting like this, his brows furrowed, and a bad feeling suddenly hit his heart. But Leng Buyu didn't stop his movements, and then eight, sixteen, and multiple bricks were placed on both sides of the shackles.
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The weight continued to increase, and it was no longer possible for the miserable man's legs to support him, and he sank into the gravel bit by bit.
Leng Buyu saw it, but he shook his head and said: "It's only one hundred and twenty-six bricks. You, you, you won't be Yan Yunqi's person even if you think about it. Even if you are Yan Yunqi's person, he must be just me."
Here you go."
This miserable man looked cold and silent, his eyes were already bloodshot, veins popped out on both sides of his temples, and his whole face was as red as if he was lacking oxygen.
Leng Buyu smiled again and continued: "After all, among the Yanyun Cavalry, the Asura Cavalry can also support two hundred and fifty-four bricks. Look at you, it's only one hundred and twenty-six bricks, already
It's a matter of life or death. With such incompetence, if they are also Yan Yunqi's people, those Yan Yunqi are really a bunch of losers playing house."
Leng Buyu felt that talking to himself was too boring, so he snapped his fingers again, so that the miserable man could speak freely. The miserable man knew that he had no chance to bite his tongue to kill himself, so he stopped trying. He moved his teeth and jaw, and salivated
He took a sip and then said: "I thought Shanxingtang was capable of anything, but it was nothing more than that."
Leng Buyu was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then burst into laughter. He laughed for more than a dozen times before he stopped. Then his eyes became cold and ferocious again, and his tone once again sounded like a demon coming from nowhere, and he said:
"Since I am the master of Shanxing Hall, I have one hundred and eight dishes waiting for you. As long as you add more bricks, I don't care whether you will be crushed to death by the weight, just your legs, don't worry.
I want to keep it. I forgot to introduce to you the name of the first dish you are trying now, Immortal’s Treasure Offering!”