"Hehe, I don't know if you're sad or not without the old and young in your family, but I know that if you disappear, the people behind you will be in a hurry. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" The stocky man stood up from the chair and placed the white object in his hand in front of the man.

"What, you still want to quibble? If you weren't from there, how could you have the special poison of our Chamber of Commerce in your teeth? It's not arsenic, it's not something that the person can buy if he wants to. The stocky man threw up the thing in his hand and caught it.

With this light, I can see clearly that in the hand of this short and fat man, it turned out to be a human back molar. From the bright red blood on it, it can be seen that it has just been pulled out of someone's gum.

"Ahem, uncle, I'm really just an ordinary person, where do I know what Chamber of Commerce, what Qi family Qiao family, if you continue to fight like this, you want to bend me into a trick." The man said with his eyes down and a low cough.

"Peng" made a muffled sound, the man's eyes widened, his body stiffened, and he saw an interrogation family next to him, punching the man in the stomach, and looking at him impatiently, "My lord asked, you just answered honestly, where is there so much nonsense?" In such nonsense, my lord is merciful, and I don't mind letting you enjoy my means. ”

The short and fat man stopped talking, lay back on the chair, and said to this Ding with interest, "I said San'er, this brother doesn't seem to cooperate, it should be your sincerity is not enough, I think you should add some means." ”

"Yes, sir!" The family named San'er turned his face and stared viciously at the man who was tightly trapped. He smiled and walked towards the man step by step, "Hehe, my lord is merciful, give you a way to live, since you don't want to go, I'll let you have a good taste today, what is life is better than death"

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and grabbed the handle of the soldering iron in the brazier, and with a loud bang, he saw that the red soldering iron was pulled out from here, and looked at the man with a sneer.

The man with a firm face, when he saw this iron, his lips trembled slightly, speaking of which, a dead man like him has never been afraid of death, but a person who is not afraid of death may not be afraid of torture, especially like San'er, a person who takes pleasure in the whole person, even if it is an iron-beaten man, in his hands, he can only confess obediently.

Looking at the red soldering iron, little by little close to his chest, the hot breath had penetrated this person's clothes, making the pores on his chest begin to expand slightly. However, he was clenching his teeth at the moment, as if he was making a last stand.

The family Ding Yin smiled, and the soldering iron in his hand instantly pressed on the man's chest. "Ahh The man's screams grew weaker and weaker, and with the twist of the man's head, he no longer moved.

"Someone poured water," Ding said coldly, there was already someone waiting next to him, scooping a scoop of water with a scoop, and as soon as the three of them finished speaking, the water made a noise and splashed this person's head and face.

"Oh" the man groaned softly, and then gradually opened his eyes, and it was still the creepy guy who came into view,

"Awake? It's good to wake up, this is just the beginning, why did you faint, I still have the means in my hands that have not been used, we have time, we can play slowly. This Ding continued to say with a sneer.

"I ...... I...... I won't say," the man on the stake said, glancing up at the stocky man in the chair, in a low tone.

"Don't say? Tsk, that's great, I was worried that you confessed early, what should I use next? Iron brushes? If you don't succeed, you'll have bones left after brushing, and the lord doesn't want you to die so early, so nail your fingers with a bamboo stick? It's not good, it's bloody, it's so unaesthetic, well, no, let's use a soldering iron, this chest is hot, and the back is not hot,"

San'er said, uncovering the burnt clothes on the man's chest, revealing the chest that had been burned black inside, and couldn't help but sigh, "Speaking of which, I, Fan Guozhou, have used the torture tool for so long, and I used it to use, or this soldering iron is good, it burns the person's body, it does not bleed, and the wound is slight, this person, I can't die for a while, I once used this soldering iron to clean the body of a strong man, tsk, the work done by that soldering iron is better than those skilled doctors,"

As he spoke, he stared at the lower body of the man on the stake, and the man, who was originally drowsy and unenergetic, was suddenly writhed in horror when he was looked at by this family. "You're not human, you're not human, you're a demon,"

The man looked at the short and fat man on the side in horror, "Fan Guozhou, I said, I said everything, you don't let this person torture me"

Originally, on this chair, the short and fat man who was already drowsy stood up, "That's right, say it earlier, suffer less, I'm Fan Guozhou, but I did it!" Come, speak up."

The man tied to the stake, looking at San'er next to him, shivered smartly, lowered his head, and whispered with some difficulty. At the table next to him, a man who looked like an account room was writing paper.

A moment later, a pigeon flew out of the grange called Fan's Villa, and flew away into the distance.

Shunshengchuan Xicheng, the pigeon flew into a house, a moment later, a masked man, ran out of the house, the heavy gate of the west city, slowly opened, this group of people quickly ran out of the city gate, outside the city, someone drove a group of horses, is quietly waiting for them.

A moment later, the group of people rode their horses and galloped away in the distance, but the direction was towards Yang Quan's location. By the time these people arrived three miles outside the camp where Tuntian Division was stationed, it was already dark, and these people extinguished the torches, got off their horses one by one, and slowly touched Tuntian Division.

In the distance, a few soldiers of the Tuntian Division were dozing with spears, only to see the black-clothed man in the leader stretch out his hand and wave, and several black shadows quietly touched it, and when they stood behind the sentry, the dagger in their hands had cut the soldier's throat very quickly.

The two soldiers, who made unconscious noises from their mouths, wanted to warn the brothers in the battalion, but the blood in their throats quickly poured into their cracked wounds, and then the people soon fell silent.

There was a "plop", but it was one of the men in black who didn't grasp it tightly, and let the body of a sentry fall to the ground.

(To be continued.) )