Leng Yun was secretly afraid in his heart, if he hadn't seen through the other party's hypnosis just now, he might have spoken uncontrollably in front of the camera at this moment according to the Death Society.

If Leng Yun had admitted in public that he was just a sane cultist, then the spark of rebellion against the Grim Reaper would have been extinguished.

Leng Yun glared at Death No. 8 and said, "Even if you let me die, you won't say what you want me to say!! ”

Grim Reaper Eight's face became very hideous, and he said, "Hypnotizing you is just a way to make you less sinful, and we have many ways to make your life worse than death!!!! ”

As he spoke, Death No. 8 waved his hands, only to see a few people with iron rods in their hands walking up to Leng Yun and smashing them hard at Leng Yun with iron rods.

These people had obviously undergone special training, and every time they smashed, Leng Yun felt a pain in his heart, and after a burst of blows, Leng Yun almost lost consciousness.

"Slip~~~" A sound of water made Leng Yun quickly regain consciousness, only to hear the Grim Reaper Eight say: "I can't see it, you have lost the power of the Grim Reaper, and you are still so resistant, but this is just a side dish before the meal, and the next is the main course!! ”

As he spoke, a very thin man came in through the door, his face was pale, and his eyes were full of vicious looks.

He walked up to Leng Yun with a creepy smile and said, "My name is Hong Chuanning, please give me a lot of advice." ”

Death No. 8 said: "This Hong Chuanning is the best and most torturous person among my subordinates, and it seems that no one has survived his torture. Leng Yun, I'll give you one last chance, do what we say. ”

Leng Yun, whose face was already swollen, opened his mouth, spit out a mouthful of blood and said: "You may not know, my Leng Yun is an M, the more pain I make, the more I like it!" ”

Death No. 8 said: "Death is still hard-mouthed!" And he left.

Leng Yun saw Hong Chuanning take out a small cloth bag from the cloth bag he was carrying, and opened the cloth bag, which was full of silver needles of different lengths, and the tips of some silver needles looked like a knife.

Hong Chuanning grinned, showing his white teeth, and said: "Next, I'm going to start, let me give you a brief introduction, my interrogation method was learned from your country, the method is very simple, it is just to use acupuncture and moxibustion to stimulate your acupuncture points, I believe, you will feel unprecedented feelings." ”

As he spoke, Hong Chuanning grabbed Leng Yun's arm, and a needle pierced directly into a position on Leng Yun's forearm.

To Leng Yun's surprise, Leng Yun didn't feel pain when the needle was pricked, but Hong Chuanning said with a smile: "Doesn't it hurt at all?" Isn't it a little lost? But don't worry, it's to make you feel better afterward! ”

After that, Hong Chuanning suddenly pierced one of Leng Yun's fingers with a needle, Leng Yun only felt a sharp pain that pierced the heart, this pain was indescribable, unlike being beaten with an iron rod, this pain would not make Leng Yun lose consciousness, but made his nerves more acute.

"Ah!!!!!!h Cold Cloud let out a wail that didn't resemble a human.

Hong Chuanning said with a smile: "Although the master asked me to force you to say what you don't want to say, I hope you can't say it in my heart, because if you don't say it, it will become my toy, I won't let you die of pain soon, I will let you enjoy the pleasure of pain slowly." ”

As he spoke, Hong Chuanning stabbed another silver needle into Leng Yun's finger, and Leng Yun let out another wail.

Leng Yun then understood why Hong Chuanning wanted to prick his arm first, because it was that needle that made Leng Yun's finger feel several times more painful when he was stabbed.

Soon after, Leng Yun's ten fingers were pierced with silver needles, and the indescribable pain almost tortured Leng Yun crazy.

However, Leng Yun found that he would not lose consciousness at all because of the pain, as if the protective mechanism of his brain was turned off, and he could not let Leng Yun cut the painful nerves.

Hong Chuanning grinned and said, "Very good, very good!! I just want you to do this, I just want you not to cooperate, so that I can play the piano with your fingers!! ”

Before Leng Yun understood the meaning of Hong Chuanning's words, he saw that he took out a few silk threads from another small cloth bag, and those silk threads were wrapped around the silver needles on Leng Yun's fingers.

Hong Chuanning said: "I have always liked the musical instruments of your country, especially the guzheng, and I have always wanted to try the tune of the mountains and flowing waters. ”

As he spoke, Hong Chuanning fiddled with the silk thread wrapped around the silver needle on Leng Yun's finger.

"Ah!!!!!!!!h Leng Yun wailed in pain, before the silk thread was touched, Leng Yun felt as if he had been electrocuted, and the silver needle seemed to stir Leng Yun's nerves in his fingers.

"You scream!!" Hong Chuanning said very unhappily, "I can't even hear the music I played. ”

The intense pain brought Leng Yun to the brink of collapse, and he even wanted to immediately declare himself a psychopath in front of the camera, fabricating the existence of the Grim Reaper.

But Leng Yun gritted his teeth, he decided that he must persevere, and he must not give up.

Hong Chuanning's silver needles pierced Leng Yun's body one by one, and the pain tortured Leng Yun worse than death, and he even longed to die immediately!

But Leng Yun insisted, because hatred was supporting him. "I can't die! If I die, there will be no one to avenge Momay! Leng Yun thought, "And Gaia's revenge can't be avenged, and Sister Qiumeng, who has lost her memory, if I die, who will help her turn back into Bai Qiumeng!! ”

Thinking of Bai Qiumeng, Leng Yun blamed himself again, and he thought: "If I didn't want to fight Death No. 9 too much, it would be impossible for Bai Qiumeng to have plastic surgery and become Huang Yiran." As a result, although he killed Death Nine and collapsed his power, he lost Sister Qiumeng. ”

Leng Yun's mind kept flashing the figures of Bai Qiumeng and Huang Yiran, he felt that he had become a sinner for two women, and he had made both women lose their identities.

"Sister Qiumeng, I'm sorry!!" "Sister Qiumeng, I'm sorry!! Stimulated by the pain, Leng Yun said these two sentences unconsciously.

Suddenly, Leng Yun had a very strange feeling in his body, and the pain that pierced his heart just now disappeared.

Leng Yun looked at Hong Chuanning, only to see that his movements suddenly became very slow, as if they were in slow motion.

What's going on? Everything in front of him surprised Leng Yun very much, and what happened next made Leng Yun even more surprised, Hong Chuanning's face began to melt and deform!!

"Zila~" Leng Yun suddenly heard a harsh sound, and then fainted