"Dad, I don't want to do this either! Children don't want that! But I really can't stand it, I can't stand it! Woo, now the child can't care about anything else, as long as someone can give the child a way to live, the child, the child is willing to do anything! Gongsun Jingsheng choked up in a voice. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hmph, do you think you can survive if you confess according to his words? Jing'er, you're so confused! Have you ever thought about it, once you confess according to the words of Jiang Chong, a traitor, and bite out your cousins and cousins, you will also be convicted of participating in Wuzhen. What a big sin is Wu Zhen today? Do you think you can still have a life to stay in this world? Not only your life, but I'm afraid even the life of my grandson's family will be ruined! In the end, not only will you still not be able to escape a capital crime, but you will also be burdened by your relatives! Do you want to do such stupid things that make relatives hurt and sorrow happy? Confused, really confused! Gongsun He said bitterly, quite hating the taste of iron and steel.

“…… How so? No, no, father, you...... I think about it, Lord Jiang, he said that as long as we are willing to confess, he will intercede for us in front of His Majesty, if you want to come to that time, we, we will be fine......" Gongsun said in a respectful voice, the more he talked about the back, the more he lacked confidence, and he knew in his heart at this time that what his father said was not false at all.

"Hmph, Gongsun congratulates you, you old horseman, you really don't cry when you don't see the coffin! I don't think you're comfortable being whipped enough, right? Oh, come on, put on the soldering iron, you have to greet our Gongsun well! ”

"No!" Hearing this, a **** jailer with a fat body on his upper body casually went to the iron stove in the corner of the cell and picked up a soldering iron that was already hot, and pressed it Gongsun's chest without saying anything.

"Ah~~~~~~h

Gongsun He couldn't help but let out a terrible scream, he stared at Jiang Chong who was close at hand with hatred, and almost used all the remaining strength in his body, and scolded word by word: "Jiang Chong, you dog thief, you will not die well one day!" I, my Gongsun He, even if I go to the Huangquan Prefecture, will never let go--you! ”

"Hmph, huh? I said, you haven't served your grandson yet, tsk, you see, he still has the strength to knock his teeth! Jiang Chong didn't care at all, just smiled at Gongsun He's disdainful sneer, and then turned to the jailer beside him who had been nodding at him.

"Phew, what a!" The jailer scolded secretly, and smiled flatteringly at Jiang Chong: "What the adults said is true! Isn't it that those of us who are small don't greet the good Gongsun? Hehehe, yes, you'll see!" As he spoke, several jailers lifted a red-hot soldering iron and beckoned to Gongsun He one by one.

"Ah~~Ah~~~Ah......"

Gongsun He let out a heart-rending roar. Slowly, his voice grew slower and quieter, and finally the jailers kept greeting him with hot irons, and he didn't react anymore.

"My lord, what now?" Seeing this, the jailers couldn't help but panic, and hurriedly turned their heads to ask Jiang Chong.

"Water me." Jiang Chong commanded in a deep voice.

"No!" A jailer hurriedly lifted a bucket full of water that had been prepared, and poured it on Gongsun Hedou's head.

After a while, seeing that Gongsun He was still there without moving, Fang said to Jiang Chong with some sneer: "My lord, look at this ......."

At this time, a clever jailer on the side suddenly felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly stepped forward to probe Sun He's snort, and after a while, he arched his hand at Jiang Chong and said:

"Lord Qiyu, Gongsun He, this traitor has died of anger!"

"What?! Father, father, woo woo woo ......" Gongsun Jingsheng, who had been anxious on the side, immediately cried out loud in grief when he heard this.

"Hmph, cheap old boy!" Jiang Chong snorted coldly, then showed a strange smile, and said respectfully to Gongsun who was in mourning: "How is it?" Gongsun Gongzi, are you still as stubborn as your father? It's not a good thing to be so stubborn! Well, you've seen your father's fate in front of you, too! ”

"Hehe, hehehe, hehehe...... Jiang Chong, in your eyes, how beautiful is my Gongsun Jingsheng, or is he brainless? Do you think that after you killed my father, I, Gongsun Jingsheng, will obediently obey your words and act at your mercy? You dream! When Gongsun Jingsheng heard this, he couldn't help but laugh wildly, and his face was full of tears at the end.

"Oh?! It seems that Gongsun Gongzi also wants to taste the taste of this hot soldering iron! Jiang Chong smiled fiercely when he heard this, and as he spoke, he glanced at the jailer beside him, and even one of the jailers walked towards Gongsun Jingsheng with a red-hot soldering iron.

"Jiang Chong, you dog thief, you can't die well! My Gongsun Jingsheng will not let you go even if you are a ghost! You wait for me, I am a terrible ghost, I must eat your flesh and gnaw your bones, not necessarily you will go down to the eighteenth layer of hell and never be able to live forever, I ~ die ~ no ~ blind ~ eyes ......" Gongsun Jingsheng ignored the jailer with a hot soldering iron who was getting closer and closer to him, and roared at Jiang Chong's eyes. After speaking, a large amount of blood spilled from his lips, and then his body weakened, and his head hung weakly.

The jailer was not good, so he hurriedly threw down the soldering iron, and took a few arrows to the front of Gongsun Jingsheng, carefully examined it, and said to Jiang Chong: "Lord Qiyu, Gongsun Jingsheng, this traitor, bit his tongue and committed suicide!" ”

"Hmph, he is clearly a thief with a weak heart, and he committed suicide in such a fearful manner!" Jiang Chong was stunned when he heard this, and then snorted softly.

He slowly walked to the corpse of the father and son, took out a silk silk with the word 'confession' written on the head, held the index fingers of the father and son respectively, and covered the silk with two handprints, one large and one small, on the blood dripping on the ground.

After that, Jiang Chong wiped his hands with a silk handkerchief in disgust, threw the blood-stained silk handkerchief at will, glanced at the grandson father and son who were lying in a pool of blood like mud at this time, pursed his lips disdainfully, and chuckled: "Even if you struggle in every way, what can you do?" At the end of the day, aren't the fate of you and the people you want to protect the same as the same? Don't worry, I won't let you wait too long, as long as I present the confession of your father and son, I think that soon there will be a lot of people you think about day and night who will be there to match you, and you don't have to worry about loneliness, hehehe......" (To be continued.) )