Soon, Wang Fan saw Zhao Dongsheng, and he was slightly surprised by this guy's tonnage, it's not that a fat man has never seen it, but it is indeed rare to be so fat.

The door of the cell is actually not narrow, and it is not difficult for two ordinary people to enter and exit side by side, but Zhao Dongsheng can only come in with his side side, which can be said to be quite amazing.

It stands to reason that such a fat person has a very difficult time walking, and his bones are easily crushed by his own weight, but this guy is not obscure when walking, he is very steady, and he is estimated to have been a martial arts practitioner.

Zhao Dongsheng saw Wang Fan hanging on the torture rack, and saw that his pipa bone was directly pierced, and the blood was dripping, and his gloomy and watery face suddenly eased a lot.

"Hmph, it's you, one person ruined half of my ghost guards, you can really do it! you damn pig!" he gritted his teeth, his eyes were fierce, and his voice was sinister.

"Youwei, just those local chickens and dogs, they will die when they die, what is there to feel sorry for. Wang Fan said with a smile.

Zhao Dongsheng was angry again, he was furious, turned his head and shouted: "Teach him a lesson, let him know the consequences of offending me!"

Behind him, two men with big shoulders and round waists walked in, each holding a black whip as thick as a thumb, and the shocking thing was that the whip was covered with barbs, emitting a penetrating cold light in the flickering firelight.

Smack! Smack!

A whip hit the body, directly scraping off a piece of flesh and blood, two bastards, you whip me and I whip it happily, but Wang Fan is body muscles spasmed, and he almost fainted from the pain.

The ...... of Rinima's Bastard!

Wang Fan gritted his teeth, not because the pain was unbearable, but because he felt that it was very shameless to be ravaged like this by a group of ordinary people who had no cultivation.

This thing is called the poisonous dragon whip, it is a very poisonous torture instrument, and the barbs on it are coated with a plant juice called poisonous dragon grass, poisonous dragon grass This thing, it is poisonous, and its juice will not pose a threat to human life, but it will directly stimulate the nerves, making people miserable, the whip with barbs is already very terrifying, plus this kind of thing that amplifies the pain, it is simply terrifying!

Fortunately, the pain Wang Fan has endured is even more terrifying than this, otherwise he would really have to scream, but even so, every time Wang Fan was whipped, he still snorted, and his teeth were about to crush.

The others were shocked! Especially Zhao Dongsheng, who was so shocked that the fat almost exploded.

What the poisonous dragon whip is, he couldn't know it very well, this thing is pumped on his body, it is even more lustful than the soldering iron punishment, the bamboo stick punishment or something.

What a fierce man, he immediately had to cry his father and call his mother as soon as he went down with a whip, but Wang Fan could actually hold back, this perseverance is simply not human!

Syllable!

When the seventh whip fell on his body, Wang Fan's chest was already blurred with flesh and blood, the criss-crossing blood marks were shocking, the blood was flowing down the muscle gap like a stream, the wound was very deep, and in some places he could even faintly see the white bones of Sensen.

"Stop!" Zhao Dongsheng was stunned for three seconds, then reacted and hurriedly stopped.

There are few people who can resist the poisonous dragon whip and not fall unconscious after three whips, most people have to pass out after two whips, three whips are in danger of life, and those who can live after five whips have not seen Zhao Dongsheng for so many years.

How did he know that the battle that Wang Fan had experienced, compared to the burning pain of the three souls and seven spirits, the poisonous dragon whip was too tender.

Because he was stunned for a moment just now, he didn't stop, and the two men didn't dare to stop, so he directly whipped ten whips, and he estimated that Wang Fan was already dead.

There was some regret in his heart, he didn't plan to let this slave die so easily.

"Go and see him, is he dead?!" Zhao Dongsheng glared at the two men who were executed, turned his head and said to the servants beside him.

The servant received the order, walked up to Wang Fan, tilted his head to look at it, and then stretched out his hand to Wang Fan's neck to investigate, then turned around and bowed, and said, "Master Qiqi, this person has no breath anymore and is dead." ”

"What?"

Zhao Dongsheng's face became extremely gloomy after brushing it, his eyes almost erupted with fire, and he roared like thunder: "Dead?How can he be so cheap?!"

Thinking that because of Wang Fan, more than half of the carefully cultivated ghost guards were lost, and Zhao Dongsheng's heart was full of fire, and he had planned a very wonderful way back to the west for Wang Fan in the past two days, which would definitely make this guy pay a huge price and make up for some of his losses.

But I didn't expect to die so quickly!

Anger is anger, but Zhao Dongsheng also knows that with the addition of ten poisonous dragon whips, it is really strange to survive.

It's all to blame on these two idiots! I don't have any eyesight at all, I won't stop if I don't stop, right? I don't understand Lao Tzu's heart at all!

Zhao Dongsheng turned his head viciously, pointed at the two strong men who were executed behind him, and said angrily: "Come on, drag these two fools out to feed the dogs!"

The two of them turned pale in an instant, and hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged bitterly, hoping that Zhao Dongsheng could open the net, but unfortunately it was useless, Zhao Dongsheng was ruthless, and after giving the order, he didn't even look at the two of them, and soon four phantom guards came in, knocked the two over in a few strokes, dragged them out, and the miserable begging for mercy became farther and farther away, and finally disappeared.

"Master, what about the slave's body?" asked the servant.

Zhao Dongsheng looked at Wang Fan very unwillingly, and then waved his hand impatiently: "Throw it away! It's hot, don't cause a plague." ”

After speaking, he turned around to go out, and the servant received the order and ordered someone to untie the ropes on Wang Fan's body and the iron ring that pierced the pipa bone.

"Wait!"

Zhao Dongsheng, who walked to the door, suddenly stopped, turned his head again, looked at Wang Fan's corpse angrily, and said viciously: "Lao Tzu still can't swallow this breath, come on, give me this person's corpse and chop it into meat puree, Lao Tzu wants to see him die with his own eyes, so as to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"

The servant was stunned, but he didn't dare to say anything, he had served Zhao Dongsheng for many years, and he was very clear about this guy's cruelty and caution, he was a master who was unwilling to eat at all, and he always took revenge and did something to ravage the corpses of the dead, which was not strange at all!

The three sword and axe men immediately walked in, drew their shiny sabers, and walked towards Wang Fan.

Zhao Dongsheng sat down with a golden knife and looked at it angrily.

"Ahem - wait a minute, I think we can still talk. ”

The corpse suddenly raised its head and spoke.

The bodies of the three axemen jumped backwards in an instant, and the knife in the hand of one of them fell to the ground with a "dang bang".

Everyone instantly changed color and was taken aback.

Corpse fraud!

(End of chapter)