"Brother Fan, what's wrong with you?" Coming down from Shugang Mountain, Yingyue saw that Zhang Fan hadn't spoken to herself all the way, so she couldn't help but ask.

"You go back first, I'll go out for some things." Zhang Fan said with an unhappy face.

"Did something happen?" Yingyue asked with great concern.

"Do you still need to ask me what happened!" Zhang Fan said coldly, turned to the guards on the side and said, "You go back with Miss Yue, take care of me, if something happens, I'll ask you." ”

"No!" All the guards responded in unison, causing passers-by to stop and watch, and then hurriedly detoured to leave.

"Brother Fan...... Fan ......" Yingyue just wanted to call Zhang Fan, but when she saw that he didn't ask herself anymore, she turned around and left. After thinking about it, she also knew what Zhang Fan had only said, and she couldn't help but laugh at herself in her heart for being stupid while smiling bitterly: "Yes, what is Brother Fan's identity now, and how many things in this world can be hidden from him!" But ......"

"Please go back to the house." The guard's voice interrupted Yingyue's thoughts, looking at the resolute eyes of these guards, Yingyue did not have the slightest intention of resisting, and obediently went back with them.

The prison of Yangzhou Mansion is not a dark prison, and there are no vicious prisoners here, and the prisoners are just scoundrels in the market. The jailers here are just some old people who want to find an iron job to live, and occasionally a few unambitious young people are transferred here, which can be regarded as a calm situation. Just today......

"Ah...... Yes...... Ah......" The screams kept coming from the deepest cells, piercing people's hearts and making people shudder.

Where have the officials in the prison seen this kind of scene before, and they have heard and seen the name of the Jinyi Guard, but they have never seen their methods, but now they can be regarded as knowledge!

"Big ...... My lord, look at this ......" Wang De looked at Zhang Fan, a little at a loss. Listening to the screams that kept coming from inside made his heart beat constantly.

"I'm going to borrow your prison today, what's wrong?" Zhang Fan said expressionlessly, not looking at him.

"My lord...... Despite the use. Wang Dezhao could only say this, warned the jailer here with his eyes, and then turned around and walked out.

Zhang Fan walked inside, and the screams were getting closer and closer to him, but Zhang Fan didn't care.

"Your Excellency!" Seeing Zhang Fan come in, the brocade guards hurriedly saluted him.

Zhang Fan didn't return the salute, and asked Wang Meng directly, "Did he say anything?" ”

"My lord, this man is a little tough, although the brothers just greeted him with ordinary fellows, he didn't say anything except for exchanging a few words." Wang Meng said.

The man was now almost **, and was tied to the iron chain hanging from the roof, and a big man with an upper body was covered in oil, holding an ordinary long whip and beckoning him. There was a bonfire and hot water in the cell, but it was cold and not hot at all.

Zhang Fan walked in front of the man and saw that his ** body was covered with scars, and some had slight blood oozing out. The man seemed to be hoarse, but he just looked at Zhang Fan with vicious eyes, but he couldn't speak. Zhang Fan didn't care about the man's gaze at all, and continued to ask Wang Meng, "Is this the person you saw the day before yesterday?" ”

Wang Meng didn't even look at the man, and said, "My lord, this person is not the person I saw the day before the humble post. It's just that this person's identity is lowly and he knows a little. ”

"Oh?" Zhang Fan showed a rather curious expression this time and asked, "Let's hear it." ”

"Yes." Wang Meng said, walking over to the man and turning him around.

Zhang Fan immediately saw a delicate centipede tattoo on the man's back, but Zhang Fan didn't understand what it meant, and he looked at Wang Meng with an inquiring eye.

Wang Meng explained: "My lord, this person is a Miao person, and he is a pawn under the Tianlong Hall of the Five Poisons Sect that specializes in centipedes. ”

"Five Poison Sect!" Zhang Fan was a little dizzy, "What is this, smiling at the rivers and lakes?" ”

Wang Meng didn't know what Xiaoao Jianghu was, and was about to ask, but the man spoke: "Five...... Five Immortals! The voice was hoarse, like two jagged swords rubbing against each other.

When Wang Meng heard this, he silently struck him with his elbow on the armpit, and the man suddenly became so angry that he could no longer speak.

"What kind of Five Immortal Sect, it's just arrogant." Wang Meng said contemptuously.

The man looked at Wang Meng, his face was red, and he wanted to say something, but the tightness in his chest was against his throat, and he couldn't make any sound.

"I don't care if you are five poisons or five immortals, Tianlong or centipede, I want to know what you are doing in Yangzhou." Zhang Fan said, and then, gritting his teeth a little, "What's the matter with Yingyue." ”

Everyone present naturally knew the relationship between Zhang Fan and Yingyue, and they were silent and automatically filtered this sentence.

Wang Meng slapped him on the back again, and the man immediately coughed violently, and it took a while to regain his strength. looked at Zhang Fan and laughed, and said: "Hahaha, dog officer, that ** actually betrayed us, and you won't get any good end......"

Before he finished speaking, the big man on the side beckoned him to get up with a whip again. The expression on Zhang Fan's face calmed down a lot, and his heart was warm again.

The man laughed and said, "Dog officer...... Have you tasted that **! Although it made you come out on top, but that ** has been slept with us many times before. That figure is really wonderful! But it won't be long......" After speaking, there was another scream.

Zhang Fan didn't know what he meant by saying that it wasn't long ago, but now he didn't mean to be angry at all, but was calmer. He told the executioner to stop the whip in his hand, crossed Erlang's legs and looked at the man, and said tepidly: "You don't have to play hooligan in front of this official to hide your timidity. If you don't say it, you won't say it, and you don't know what I want to know. Your accomplice is still in Yangzhou City, and now Yangzhou is only allowed to enter and not leave, and the official will find him sooner or later. ”

When the man heard Zhang Fan's words, he stopped laughing, looked at him with some surprise, and said, "Since you guessed it, why didn't you kill me?" ”

"I just want to know what's in the wax pill that Yingyue gave you." Zhang Fan said, "In addition, this official also wants to take a good look at how his subordinates are tortured. ”

"You ......" The man didn't know whether he was excited or scared, and his voice was trembling.

"My lord, the wax pill was swallowed by him when he was caught by us." Wang Meng said.

"Can you take it out?" Zhang Fan asked.

"Naturally, I can, but I don't know what adults want to do." Wang Meng replied.

"Is there any way to do it?" Zhang Fan continued to ask.

"The simplest thing is to go down with a knife, open the intestines, and naturally take it out. But since the adults want to see the execution, this method will not work. Wang Meng said.

"Is there any other way?" Zhang Fan asked, he didn't want to kill him immediately.

Wang Meng didn't answer, but took out a bottle from his arms, pinched the man's mouth and poured it in. The man swallowed the medicine, his face suddenly turned strange, and Zhang Fan could see that his stomach was constantly squirming. Wang Meng didn't say much, and his elbow immediately touched his stomach, and the man suddenly vomited.

The room was filled with a disgusting sour smell, but Zhang Fan didn't care. Every time the man finished vomiting, Wang Meng saw that the wax pill did not vomit, so he put another elbow against his stomach, and the man began to vomit again.

In the back, he really had nothing to vomit up, just a lot of sour water flowing from his mouth. By the seventh time, the man suddenly couldn't vomit, but his face kept turning red. Wang Meng was experienced, and struck him in the throat with a knife. Immediately, a wax pill stained with gastric juice spat out of his mouth. Spit out the wax pills, and the man was already looking wilted.

The guards beside Zhang Fan didn't care about the filth on the wax pill, picked it up, wiped off the dirt on it, broke the wax pill, and a folded paper ball was exposed. Another guard took out the paper ball, checked that it was not poisoned, and then handed it to Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan took it and read it carefully. After reading the letter for a long time, Zhang Fan's expression did not change, and even the Miao man wanted to know what was written on it, but when he saw Zhang Fan's previous expression, he couldn't help but feel disappointed. Zhang Fan folded the letter again and put it in his arms, then looked up at the man.

"Now is the time for the officer to review his men." Zhang Fan said, but the bland words made the man shudder.

"What do you want to do?" Wang Meng asked.

"Follow the usual procedure." Zhang Fan said.

Wang Meng was a little embarrassed and said: "Originally, it should have been used once in the eighteen middle school torture instruments, and then the punishment would be carried out." It's just that this time I traveled south with my lords, and I didn't prepare for this thing. ”

"Then let's go straight to the big punishment." Zhang Fan said, "Don't kill it all at once, I can use everything I can." ”

Wang Meng listened and gestured to the people on the side. The others began to move. The man looked at Zhang Fan, and his mouth kept sending out vicious curses, but Zhang Fan didn't hear it, but watched it with interest. He had also seen the factory guards executing before, but he felt disgusting, but now Zhang Fan has no disgust at all, but is very interested.

The vicious language turned into screams as the man's legs were lowered into a pot of boiling water. The screams spread throughout the cell, until outside the door, where Wang Dezhao, who was waiting, faintly heard the screams, and kept imagining the situation inside in his mind. Thinking of Zhang Fan's appearance as a weak scholar, but acting so ruthlessly, he couldn't help but tremble.