Yin Fu's heart was very panicked, his feet kept shaking with fear, and he pretended to be calm and refused to admit defeat, which made people want to laugh when they saw it.

He stretched out his hand and groped around, and it was unbelievable that he still had a brain, and he would feel that the temperature next to him was a little high, and move to a place where the cold wind was blowing.

He was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when he felt another place around him boil, and the temperature was so hot that he sweated.

At this time, he knew that he had provoked some terrible character, and people were deliberately trying to fix him now.

In order to survive, he could only stop his face and shouted bitterly, "Grandpa, grandpa, please let me go, what did I do wrong, I will change, I will change." ”

After speaking, he listened to it for a while, and heard someone chuckle, Yin Fu was even more frightened, and he fell to the ground in fright, only to hit the boiling hot pot, and suddenly there was a smell of burning in the air, and Yin Fu screamed again and again.

"Grandparents, uncles and aunts, I know it's wrong, I really know it's wrong, please let me go, let me go, whatever you want, I'll give it to you, really, all for you. ”

Yin Fu didn't care about the heat behind him, he kowtowed desperately on the ground, and there was silence around him for a while, and after a while, he felt that the temperature around him was a few degrees higher, burning his face, hands, feet, and whole body, just like roasting piglets.

When he was tied, his clothes were stripped away, so the temperature he felt was more direct, and he didn't care about it at this time, and continued to beg for mercy, which was nothing more than what he would correct, but no one wanted to hear it.

After a while someone came to him, and he thought that they had heard his request, and happily said to himself, that he was saved, but he was lifted up and thrown into a pot, and he plopped in the oil a few times before he could barely stand still.

The pot of oil was just in his mouth, and he had to take a few sips of oil if he was scared just now, he should be scared now, and when he touched the oil, he knew what it was.

The oil mill on the outskirts of Nancheng, a heinous place, is known to everyone in Nancheng, once you come here, there is basically no way to live, because this place has been abandoned, and no one usually comes here without anything, so even if you kill a person here, let it go for ten days and half a month, it will not be discovered, as for why he knows it so well, because he has done this kind of thing here, and more than once or twice.

Usually he relies on his power and power, and every time he comes here, he is excited, but now he finally knows the fear and fear of others.

But compared with these people now, his methods of playing people are just some skins, and he only dares to pour some boiling oil on the hands, feet, and faces of those people when he brings them over, and he has never boiled people, he is really afraid.

People wanted to fry him like chicken wings, he was so scared that he and, but he couldn't see it in the oil, a big man, he cried when he said he cried, and he cried a lot.

"I beg you not to up, I beg you not to up, don't up. Yin Fu cried and begged for someone, and wanted to climb outside, but he could see that he had a strong desire to survive, the pot was so slippery, he almost climbed out, but he was pushed in again, so several times, he also knew that he couldn't climb out, and began to beg again.

He could feel that this pot had not been served, so he was still useful to others, and he warned himself to perform better later, and he must be satisfied.

"Yin Fu, I'll give you a chance, you have to take advantage of it. Yin Fu's face was slapped with a knife, and sure enough, as he expected, he still had hope, he nodded happily and desperately, but the other party's next sentence annihilated his hope - >>