Weakness and weakness combined with hunger and cold under fear made this originally very cute teenager seem to be a different person all of a sudden. is more embarrassed and unbearable than his former beggar career.

Until the head of the Mu family appeared in the torture room, a man in black took the strip of cloth from the electric mouth. The fourteen-year-old boy said helplessly: "Master, no, Master, why. The electricity is wrong, what do you want to do, what do you want to do, please let me go! I won't dare to •••••• again."

Tears had already flowed all over his face, and he only regretted that he shouldn't have ruined Ling's wedding. Even if Dian still doesn't know what he's wrong, he really knows it's wrong.

It's just that Dian's miserable cry for mercy and help didn't enter the heart of the familiar figure at the door. Not only did Mu Zongyuan not have a trace of sympathy, but he also spoke directly and asked a man to cut off the tongue of the man.

This is the child he rescued and brought up since childhood! At this time, Mu Zongyuan's face was expressionless, he used to look at least as stern as his father and master, what was left now? This is a demon, a devil who has no heart at all.

The head of the Mu family was like this, looking at a man with a dead face pinching the chin of electricity and pulling out his tongue. Another man went to get a new knife and wiped it on the tablecloth. The blade shone with a cold light, and it was cold to people's hearts.

The man was holding the knife and was about to cut off the electric tongue. Looking at the electricity that was tied up, forcibly pinched by another man in black, and was still struggling desperately. There was still a moment of unbearableness.

This is their northern protector! They have also carried out missions together. This is a child who has no defense and treats them all as brothers!

"Master, do you really want to do it? He's the Northern Protector! The man opened his mouth again to confirm that this knife went down, and it was not an outsider, but his own brother!

"Cut."

A cold word floated in, and there was even anger and displeasure in it.

The man with the knife couldn't bear it anymore, and he didn't dare to hesitate anymore, just because he knew that it was already like this, and there was no room for maneuver. Only if his knife is fast enough, electricity can suffer less. He looked at the knife again, touched the blade with his own hand, and immediately a bloodshot streak. After making sure that the knife was sharp enough, the man no longer hesitated and went down.

The speed was so fast that before the electricity could feel the pain, his tongue had already hit the ground. A large amount of blood spurted out, directly spilling the man with the knife. After a while, there was a cry from the room that could no longer be spoken.

It is impossible to describe the helplessness and despair in that voice.

"Pick off his tendons and tendons." Mu Zongyuan spoke again, still the words that were so indifferent that they were completely inhuman.

This time, the man with the knife stopped talking nonsense and acted directly. He's still super fast, and that's the only thing he can do for electricity, hoping to do everything he can to reduce the teenager's pain.

Seeing that he was already embarrassed in front of him, with blood stains on his mouth, and blood on his hands and feet, he couldn't describe the poor child anymore. Mu Zongyuan finally opened his mouth again, "You guys go out first." ”

"Yes." The two men quickly left the room, which they didn't want to stay for a moment. But they knew they would have to come back later.

After there was no one in the room, Mu Zongyuan walked to Den's side, stretched out his hand and touched Den's face. This is the electricity of the past, how longing for a fatherly touch, but now the electricity is full of fear and fear, as well as deep fear and incomprehension.

"Electricity, don't blame me for being cruel. I shouldn't have kept your tongue a long time ago, so that you don't have to talk nonsense. The tendons of your hands and feet are broken, and you can't run around now. ”

The electricity couldn't speak, and the pain had already numbed his heart, but he didn't know why? Is it true that when people's hearts are aching to the extreme, and their despair is hopeless, they don't even have the qualifications to faint in pain? There was no trace of confusion, but so sober, more sober.

"Electricity, you know what? I will save you and take you in, just to kill you. ”

Den's eyes widened in disbelief. Could it be that his life existed to be killed? What kind of irony is that?

Mu Zongyuan was no longer angry at this time, but he really continued to touch the face of the electric like a father and a master.

"Electricity, don't be surprised. When I adopted your children, I decided from the beginning that the worst and most useless of you would be sacrificed for my avenging. ”

Mu Zongyuan stopped looking at the electricity and continued, "The relationship between the five of you is very good, I just deliberately let the five of you be like brothers and sisters. Only in this way, when you are abused to death, will they be inspired to avenge me. ”

The words of the man in front of him were like poisonous snakes, drilling directly into the heart of electricity, desperately gnawing at his heart. It turned out that whether he had a ghost marriage or not, it was a dead end.

It turns out that his life is so ridiculous, it is better to let him die at the hands of the villagers back then, why save him and destroy him again? Electricity's heart is no longer as simple as a collapse.

From his mouth, which could no longer speak, came laughter worse than crying from his throat, like a voice from the depths of the eighteen layers of hell. Denki just laughed, tears flowing, and blood flowed from his mouth, hands and ankles.

Man has so much blood to shed, just like his lost vitality, vitality. He no longer has luck, no longer has extravagant hopes, and he has no hope for life.

Mu Zongyuan slowly put down the hand that was touching his electric face, took one last look at him, and walked to the door.

"Electricity, you can go with confidence! I will blame Luojiabao for your death. Ling'er, Yu'er, Lei and Chen will all avenge you, they will kill Luo Wenchang and make the Luo family desperate. ”

At this time, Mu Zongyuan was still a little reluctant to look at electricity, afraid that he would have a little soft-hearted, "Electricity, don't blame the master for being ruthless, you died when you were two years old, and it is your creation to live for more than ten years." ”

This sentence is said to be for the electricity, but it is better to say that it is for him Mu Zongyuan to listen to himself, which is more suitable. He was using this sentence to numb his heart that still had a trace of warmth, and to strengthen his determination with ruthlessness.

Mu Zongyuan, the head of the Mu family, walked out of the room and did not look back, but let the two men go back to the room and continue to torture Dian.

"You go in and use all your tools on the electricity. Before dawn, he must die. Remember, it must be tortured to death. ”

After leaving this sentence, which was like a word from hell, Mu Zongyuan turned around and walked directly towards the secret room. His pace was still so steady, and he continued to follow the path he had identified.

This newly built torture room is in the underground secret room of the rockery in the back garden of the Mu family, and there should not be a trace of wind blowing in, it is still a very warm place. But I don't know why it makes people shudder and tremble.

On the wooden shelf of the cross, a fourteen-year-old boy was tied with rope with his hands held flat. The blood on his body dried up again and again, and the blood on his lips and hands and feet was still flowing, just like a young man's heart was bleeding, and there would never be an end.

Denden closed his eyes, lowered his head, and his nose was full of the breath of death before death, and the smell of blood was everywhere, all his. His hair was beads of sweat that hurt, muddy and damp, but it was far less than the pain in his heart.

Does it still make sense for him to live? Death may be the best relief! His favorite spirit since he was a child didn't want him anymore, and the rain that he grew up with didn't keep him, and Mrs. Mu hated him too, and Mu Zongyuan just wanted to kill him. What's more, now, he can't speak, his hands and feet are broken, and he is a waste.

What else is there to remember in such a life? It's better to follow everyone's wishes and end it like this!

The once lovely boyish atmosphere is completely gone, only the dead silence remains, only the miserable, only the blood.

Two men who were about to take the last life of electricity walked into the room, their steps heavy.

Hearing the voice, Denki just opened his eyes, and there was no longer a trace of focus in his eyes. It's like a dead man's eyes, and there's no light in them. The blood-soaked chest rose and fell slightly, and the gasp was as thin as a mosquito's groan, as if it would be gone at any moment.

Among the two men who came in, the man who had held the knife before saw that he was completely disheartened, as if he had no soul and only the electricity of the walking dead was left, and he still couldn't bear to think desperately.

The man picked up the torture instrument on the table several times and put it down several times. He didn't feel comfortable with so many torture instruments, as if every perfect torture instrument was a flawed product.

Scenes of the past flew by quickly, and even a cold-blooded killer, as long as he had flesh and blood, had a heart. But Mu Zongyuan, a man who raised these children, like a master and a father, can be ruthless to such an extent.

Seeing that the man had been grinding there for a long time, he just couldn't bear to do it, and the other man opened his mouth, "Or, you go back first." Leave the matter of the Northern Protector to me! ”

"This?" The man was still a little hesitant, after all, they were just subordinates, and they had to do what they were told.

The other man continued: "It's okay, the master only asked us to torture the Northern Protector, and he didn't say who had to do it, you just came back before dawn." ”

"Okay, that's hard for you." The man thought about it, but he really couldn't do it, so he simply agreed to the other man's opinion. "Thank you." As soon as he said two words, he left the newly built room, at least without looking at the electricity, the death of this fourteen-year-old boy!

It's just that these two men who were secretly arranged by Mu Zongyuan to execute the electricity would never have imagined that the master of the Mu family, this cold-blooded man, would not leave them alive at all, including that room.

Mu Zongyuan went to his uncle to arrange the aftermath, and then went back to the room to rest.

When the sun rose again and a new day came, Mu Zongyuan changed his clothes and opened the door. Now he needs to go and learn about thunder.

Since ancient times, ginger has been old and spicy. What's more, a dark person like Mu Zongyuan, who is calculating everything, how can he not know how much he drinks? Just a little bit of wine can make him drunk, and he will do this, and it will just happen for the uncle to come to him.

Things can be known with a little brain, and Mu Zongyuan already knows what Lei is for, and even knows what he should say and what he shouldn't say that time. But since Ray knows everything, then he doesn't mind saying it directly. The five of them have a deep relationship, which is his biggest bargaining chip.

Mu Zongyuan didn't go to the secret room, he went directly to his study in the Mu family. After all, now the entire Mu family, what is the difference between a secret room and a secret room, it is all the world of his Mu Zongyuan.

But how can there be so many coincidences in the world?

The old lady of the Mu family was holding a big bowl of soup in her hand, and that was a real soup bowl, a real big bowl! When I saw the head of the Mu family from afar, Mrs. Mu's face was about to smile! A shriveled trumpet flower!

"Son! Zong Yuan! Wait, mother. I prepared my favorite egg drop soup for you when I was a child. ”

Old Madam Mu was holding a big soup bowl with both hands, and ran towards Mu Zongyuan excitedly. The joy of seeing my son is beyond words!