Chapter 492: Burn Me If You Kind of It
The two brothers, Nintendo and Nintendo, looked at the two backs in front of them, and the latter looked at his brother again.
"This Xia Fan...... Is there really any magic ability to make those killers confess?"
Nintendo shook his head slightly: "I don't know either." Let's see, dead horses are treated as live horse doctors anyway. ”
So saying, he followed.
Ren Tianting stood still, his eyes becoming gloomy little by little.
First looked at Nintendo's back, then looked up slightly at the backs of the two people in the distance.
There was a hint of sinister aura on his face, as if he was still a little nervous.
He laughed dumbly, shook his head, and whispered to himself: "It's impossible, no matter how powerful Xia Fan is, it is impossible for them to confess." If this kid has such ability, he can be called an immortal, but is there really a god in this world?"
Ren Tianting sneered and followed, with a lingering weirdness on his face.
Then, together, they entered a dark, damp, bloody dungeon.
There are constantly screams in the dungeon, which are heart-rending and terrifying.
Ren Yingying lost her face after walking in for a while, and Nintendo asked her to go out and stay and not look at the bloody scene in the dungeon.
Ren Yingying shook her head, quite stubborn: "I want to follow Xia Fan, he is not afraid of me." ”
Xia Fan patted her on the back of the head.
"I'm a man and you're a woman, how can this be the same? You go outside first, I'll come to you when I'm done, let's play together." ”
Ren Yingying suddenly smiled and went out happily.
When Nintendo saw this, he felt quite uncomfortable.
In his eyes, this Xia Fan has an unknown origin, although he has superb skills, he is a very dangerous person.
And he doesn't have a prominent family background, so he is definitely not worthy of his daughter.
Relatively speaking, Nangong Qitian doesn't know how many times better.
But now this guy also disappointed him a little, and he was too unfavorable to do things.
The worst thing is that he actually held a banquet for his daughter, but secretly set up a killing array against Xia Fan.
What if it really kills and lets her daughter suffer from the pond fish?
But disappointment is disappointment, in Nintendo's heart, Nangong Qitian is still much better than Xia Fan.
Walking side by side with Xia Fan, Nintendo said lightly: "Xia Fan, it seems that my daughter is indeed quite good to you and favors you, I don't know what your plans are in the future?"
Xia Fan smiled, raised his hands comfortably, and crossed his fingers behind his head.
He said in a somewhat ridiculous tone: "What else do you have to do? There is such a daughter with a fortune of tens of billions who likes me, of course I have to hug her thighs tightly and let her live to the death of my love." That way, I don't have to do any work every day, I just have to travel the world to my heart's content. Money beauties are coming, how cool it is. ”
Suddenly, Nintendo's mouth crooked angrily.
Is there anyone who speaks like that?
It's as if the lady you want to hug your thigh isn't my daughter.
Nintendo is even more determined that this kid will never be allowed to succeed, and his daughter will never marry this kind of man.
At this time, Ren Tianting also walked up.
He is very good at observing words, and when he heard what Xia Fan said, he looked at his brother's crooked mouth in anger, and suddenly understood.
He smiled and said, "Mr. Xia, although you are indeed very powerful, even the Bloody Hall Killer is not your opponent. But in this world, to have a place in the world, it is not something that can be achieved by kung fu alone. It is also impossible to hug the thigh of a certain daughter, and you can achieve financial freedom. Do you think that if my niece likes you, you will get everything in the world?"
"It's not that easy, you don't want to be crooked. ”
This tone was full of mockery, yin and yang, but Xia Fan didn't seem to hear it.
By this time, he had already walked into the dungeon.
The person who let out the screams was close in front of him, and that scene shocked Xia Fan.
I saw a man in his thirties tied to an iron bed, surrounded by four or five bloody men.
There was no good meat on their bodies, and some of their hands and legs were about to be broken.
The bones of the white forest came out, and they were uneven.
Some fainted, some were still awake, and although their faces were full of pain, their eyes were full of unruliness.
This look seems to say, even if you dogs and mothers raise me to pieces, Lao Tzu will never say a word!!
The guy lying on the iron bed, in particular, was the most seriously injured of all.
Two hideous men beside the iron bed held a large plastic bag with an iron tong, and lit it with a lighter in the other hand.
When the plastic bag burns, it keeps dripping flames.
The flames fell on the man's feet, legs, and even his waist and abdomen.
During the burning process, the skin and flesh of the big man were burned black, and oil came out.
By this moment, the hapless creature had completely burned from his feet to his waist.
The guy in his crotch was burned terribly.
But the two confessors next to him continued to burn plastic bags and drip them on him, as if they wanted to burn all his skin blackened.
The big man kept screaming miserably, worse than killing a pig.
One of the extortors said coldly: "I think you still recruited, tell who hired you to kill our eldest lady, and save you so much suffering, seeing that you are so miserable and still don't confess." ”
The other laughed: "I can see that you are very afraid of pain, and you look like a little hairy child." I'd be ashamed if I called you like that, and if it was so painful, why didn't I bring it out?
He said as he shook off a burning plastic bag.
Suddenly, a few more flames fell from the guy's chest.
The big piece of the guy's flesh was burned and rolled up, and it even made a sizzling sound.
The unlucky guy let out a few more terrible screams, and then laughed.
He was hoarse: "Lao Tzu likes to scream, what's the matter? You have the ability to burn your plastic bag into my mouth, so that I can't make a sound!
Although this guy was so badly injured and so miserable, the fierce look on his face still shocked everyone.
Both of the extortors were a little embarrassed.
The one who had just spoken suddenly moved the incendiary plastic bag towards the victim's head.
While the man was talking, several flames fell into his mouth.
Suddenly, a fire broke out in his mouth, which burned him even more to cry for his father and mother.
But after shouting, there was a hideous laugh.
He even struggled and twisted the chains that bound his hands and feet, making them rattle.
He shouted: "Come, if you have a kind, you will burn me! If Lao Tzu is afraid of confessing a word, he will call you grandpa!!"
These arrogant words made Ren Tianting, who had already walked to the side, scream.
"Damn, it's so arrogant to want to kill my niece, don't think that if we kill you, we won't be able to ask anything, now let's make an example of the monkey!!"
He swooped down, pulled out a slender and sharp iron hammer from the side, and stabbed the guy in the neck.
Originally, it was also a torture instrument, which was used to pierce the fingers or toes of the victim.
But now it pierced the man's neck, stabbed out from the other side, and even brought out a few drops of black blood.
Not long after, a large amount of blood flowed from both ends of the big man's neck.