Tang Yulan knew very well in his heart: Although the people in the Hell Organization were a little vicious, after all, they were also Chinese, and they would not do too much to this country, and in fact, they did not do anything too out of the ordinary.

Take Zongbai's research on tattoos and drugs as an example, although the approach is a bit extreme, the starting point and final purpose are good.

As for the ninja group, it is completely different, Ren Wujian Bafang simply wants to enslave the people of this place, control the economic development here, and take the economic lifeline in their own hands.

Could it be that he wants to be the soil emperor of Lingjiang City? Is there any other purpose?

The Hell Organization has successively lost two major demon kings and a major prison envoy in Lingjiang City, are they willing to give up like this?

Sun Changxiao drove the car, turned his head to look at Tang Yulan, and said in a worried tone: "Captain Tang, I hope you can be mentally prepared first. The current Liu Ming is too different from what you have seen before. ”

After a while, they came to a dilapidated apartment.

In the basement outside a dilapidated apartment building, Tang Yulan saw Mr. Qin with a poker face. Mr. Qin's face looked a little pale, as if he hadn't seen the sun outside for a long time.

"Head Tang, you came just in time, if you come a few days later, I guess you will see a person who can't breathe." Mr. Qin was very polite to Tang Yulan's tone, and he was still grateful for some of Tang Yulan's previous guidance.

It's just that when Liu Ming was mentioned, Mr. Qin didn't show much interest, and some were disappointed.

Mr. Qin shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm already annoyed. The point is, I can't think of any new ways to torture now. Torture all day long to extract confessions, it is easy for others to think that I am perverted. ”

"Perverted Qin." Tang Yulan glanced at him and said, "Do you still think that you don't change your mind?" ”

The basement of this old apartment had already been rented by Mr. Qin, and at the door of the cell, there were two of Mr. Qin's subordinates, both of whom were very strong-looking, and they were guarding here, not allowing Liu Ming to have any chance to escape.

"Can these two people hold on?" Tang Yulan asked.

"It's not easy to keep him from escaping." Mr. Qin said expressionlessly: "I asked people to buy a lot of drugs, as well as muscle anesthetics, and laxatives. In the beginning, they loved to use laxatives and gave them to him every day. However, there were no toilets or urinals, and everything had to be cleaned up by themselves, so they switched to intramuscular injections. ”

The two thugs looked at Regiment Leader Tang with a sincere smile on their faces, and they couldn't see that they actually had that kind of vulgar taste for torturing people.

"Squeak."

Sun Changxiao stepped forward and pushed open the wooden door, and said with a smile: "Captain Tang, even if you catch another demon king now, with the skills of a few of them, you can defend it." ”

Tang Yulan didn't speak, he smelled a damp and gloomy smell, and there was a faint smell of blood and an inexplicable rancid smell in it.

After entering the cell and turning on the light, he heard a groan coming from the iron cage inside.

Although the ghost has powerful tattoos and abilities, Liu Ming at this time is already pale, his face is full of wrinkles, and he looks like a person in his sixties.

There was a cold iron bed in the cage, and Liu Ming was lying on it, and his eyes were almost unable to open.

He had been tortured many times in a row, and his spirit was already close to collapse, Sun Changxiao might be polite to him, but Mr. Qin was absolutely unkind to him.

After hearing the footsteps, Liu Ming curled up, turned his head in fear, and looked at Tang Yulan, his eyes were a little struggling and fearful. In this dark and damp basement, after he was tortured and unconscious, cold water was poured on his head, and now the weather is cold, there is no warm clothes, and his lips are a little purple from the cold water.

"Hey, get up." One of the thugs took out the electric baton from the wooden cabinet, and the crackling arc flickered, and he sneered, "If you don't get up again, I will electrify the soles of your feet." ”

Tang Yulan waved his hand, and the gangster hurriedly retreated.

"You all go down, I have a few words I want to talk to him alone." Tang Yulan glanced back at Mr. Qin and the others.

Mr. Qin was the last to leave: "Head Tang, he is already crazy, and his mouth is very strong, if you can pry it open, it would be the best." After that, he closed the door directly.

Tang Yulan walked in front of Liu Ming, looked down at him, and saw that he had injuries everywhere, and even his wrist was pierced by a big steel nail, and there were no nails on his five fingers for a long time.

What's more, Liu Ming's body exudes a smell of blood, which is very unpleasant.

Tang Yulan wrinkled his nose and asked in a low voice, "Liu Ming, how is it, are you okay?" "I thought to myself, Mr. Qin, that they tortured people too harshly, although this is the way of the other to give back to the other, but what is the difference between doing this by yourself and hell?

"Okay?" Liu Ming's voice was hoarse, and his expression was a little dazed, as if he didn't know the meaning of good. Then he leaned his back against the wall tightly, staring at Tang Yulan blankly, waiting for Tang Yulan's next question.

"Have you lost your memory, or have you gone crazy?" Tang Yulan smiled slightly and said: "The dignified deputy prison envoy, I can't imagine that I can't afford to be tortured so much, Sun Changxiao told me, you are an ascetic, and you have many injuries on your body before." You should be very tolerant of pain. ”

"So what?" Liu Ming's voice was hoarse, and a glimmer of brilliance gradually regained in his gray eyes, and he said with a wry smile: "The more you destroy, the more you sharpen my spirit." Tang Yulan, you can't make me give in, I'm not even afraid of death, what else is there to be afraid of? As soon as he finished speaking, he coughed incessantly, his chest heaving and wheezing sharply.

Liu Ming slowly lay on the bed, as if he had exhausted his strength.

"Well, it's a hard nut to crack." Tang Yulan said: "You yourself are not afraid of death, but you are alive, what is it for you to insist so much." Do you know why the Prison Emperor hasn't shown up for so long, in fact, he's no longer there. ”

"You talk nonsense!" Liu Ming struggled and spat hard at Tang Yulan.

The spit condensed in the air, froze into ice, and fell directly to the ground.

"Liu Ming, in fact, you already believe what I said in your heart, what I said is not wrong." Tang Yulan's deep eyes stared straight at Liu Ming, and said, "Don't look at me with such eyes, in fact, the reason is very simple, it is your love and expression that tell me." Otherwise, how could your love xù be so excited? Think back to how many wills the Prison Emperor gave when you first joined the Hell Organization, and how many orders the Prison Emperor has issued in recent years, don't you have any clarity in your heart? ”

Liu Ming's whole body was trembling in pain, and his eyes showed great pain.