"Why? Don't speak?" The smile on Yang Mingyu's face faded, and the atmosphere was extremely depressed, he patted Tan Qiusheng on the shoulder heavily, and then motioned to his subordinates to take over two wooden stick-like things, and said: "Don't underestimate these two wooden sticks, in ancient times, this kind of criminal law was called' 'Torture', one foot five inches long, about four inches wide, and the two empty spaces in the middle are used to fasten your arms, and then I will tie you up like Jesus, so that when you struggle with other penal laws, your arms will suffer the pain of the heart, so that your struggle will not be so strong. ”

"Tut-tut. Yang Mingyu looked at Tan Qiusheng and said, "Look at how good I am to you, I am afraid that you will struggle and deliberately check the ancient books, but you don't have to thank me, just enjoy it." ”

At Yang Mingyu's signal, the two subordinates really took two wooden sticks and put them on Tan Qiusheng's arm, and then used a wooden wedge to directly chisel Tan Qiusheng's arm through the hole in the wooden stick, so that the wooden stick and the arm intersected tightly.

Tan Qiusheng didn't say a word during the whole process, just the low roar in his throat, the sweat on his head, his pale face, and his convulsive body let people know how much pain he was suffering at this time.

After all this was done, the two subordinates tied Tan Qiusheng to the cross again, but only his arms were tied, not his feet.

Yang Mingyu clapped his hands and said: "No shouting, no crying, no scolding, Tan Ye is Tan Ye, admirable, brothers, add some material to Tan Ye." ”

The two subordinates smiled and brought out a basin of chili water, took two more soup spoons, and poured the wound on Tan Qiusheng's arm.

Generally, when describing pain, salt is used to describe how painful the person is, but pouring chili water on the wound is even more painful than sprinkling salt.

Tan Qiusheng's facial features were distorted and deformed, his head was raised high, a beast-like roar came out of his throat, and his legs kept kicking on the ground, but as long as the slightest movement was large, it would make the wound on the arm pierced by the wooden machine expand, and the pepper water took the opportunity to burrow into the fresh wound, bringing even more terrible endless pain.

"Ah!" Tan Qiusheng finally couldn't help but roar out and scolded: "Yang Mingyu!

Yang Mingyu snorted coldly and said, "Tan Qiusheng, tell you, as long as you tell me what I want to know, I will entertain you with delicious food and drink, otherwise there will be your bitter suffering, this is just an appetizer, and there is a big table of delicacies not served! Guess how many dishes you can last?"

Saying that, Yang Mingyu took out a knife from his arms again, looked at Tan Qiusheng's neck with his head exposed and said: "Next, I will use this knife to gently cut the skin on your neck, but don't worry, I will never pour chili water on your neck, I will add some sugar water to you, and then I will put some little ants, these little ants like sweets the most, they will gnaw the tender meat on your neck, but you should rest assured, these ants are not poisonous except for biting and hurting." ”

Yang Mingyu said to the two subordinates: "Fix his head for me, lest he kill my little ant with his neck in a while." ”

"Don't~~"

Tan Qiusheng begged: "Please, please stop torturing me, kill me, let me die!"

Yang Mingyu shook his head and said, "That's not good, unless you tell me everything I want to know." ”

Tan Qiusheng was silent.

"Do it!" Yang Mingyu shouted.

"Don't! I say, I say!" Tan Qiusheng cried bitterly, and after crying for a long time, he sobbed: "Chen Mo has many friends, and the most important of them is ......"

Tan Qiusheng's voice became smaller and smaller, and he couldn't hear it clearly in the back, and he looked like he was about to fall into a coma.

"Give me a louder!" Yang Mingyu picked up the soup spoon and smashed it on Tan Qiusheng's arm, and said angrily: "Sober me up!"

Tan Qiusheng wailed again, and even his voice was hoarse.

"The most important thing is me, and ...... and Xu Zihao, who usually likes to go to ...... It's easy to catch him when you go there......"

"Where does Xu Zihao like to go?" asked Yang Mingyu.

"Like ......" Tan Qiusheng is getting smaller and smaller.

Yang Mingyu had no choice but to get closer, closer, leaned into Tan Qiusheng's mouth, and said, "Say it again, it's ...... Ahh

Unexpectedly, Tan Qiusheng, who was extremely weak, suddenly broke out and bit Yang Mingyu's left ear, which made him scream in pain.

The subordinates hurriedly came over to help, but no matter what means the two used, they just couldn't open Tan Qiusheng's mouth.

"Ah!!h

When the two separated, Yang Mingyu's ears had already been eaten by Tan Qiusheng in his mouth, and he even chewed it, and shouted while chewing his mouth: "I ate your animal!"

Yang Mingyu fell to the ground, covered his ears and rolled on the ground, and yelled: "Kill him for me!"

The two subordinates were about to kill Tan Qiusheng with an even more cruel criminal law, but they suddenly saw Tan Qiusheng's head hanging down.

"Yang Shao, he ...... He...... He's dead!"

"Dead?!How did you die!How did you die!" Yang Mingyu roared angrily.

The subordinate opened Tan Qiusheng's mouth and said in amazement: "Yang Shao, this guy also has a study of ancient ways to die, he bit his tongue and committed suicide!"

That's right, Tan Qiusheng bit his tongue and committed suicide, and he also chewed his tongue when he chewed Yang Mingyu's ear, the criminal law was too bitter, but he really didn't bear it in the first round and betrayed his best brother, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold out in the second round.

"Ahhh

……

……

When Xu Zihao went to find Tan Qiusheng, he had already found something unusual outside the door.

The ground was full of dead bodies, and all of them were filled with endless horror before they died, but there was almost no trace of resistance, which means that there was an irresistible force here.

Xu Zihao hurriedly ran to Tan Qiusheng's office, lying outside the door of the office was Tan Qiusheng's newly recruited little secretary, Xu Zihao had seen it a few times, he had just graduated from college, and he was very cute when he smiled, but now her body was cold and she had been dead for a long time.

Pushing open the office door, it was empty, there was nothing, it was still the high-spirited and radical song that the old record was playing.

Xu Zihao's heart sank to the bottom, and he took out his mobile phone from his arms tremblingly and dialed Chen Mo's phone.

"Something happened to Qiusheng. Xu Zihao said hurriedly.

"Who is it?" said two extremely cold words on the phone.

"No...... I don't know...... But Qiusheng's people are all dead, there is no resistance, and Qiusheng is now gone!"

"Wait for me!" is still two short words, but it reveals an irrepressible anger.

Chen Mo is furious! Angry! No matter who it is, I will crush your bones and scatter ashes!