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"Wow~"

A large basin of cold water poured down, Mo Zhiming was soaked, and the cold well water poured into his brain down his nostrils and ears, and Shunjiang woke him up.

Mo Zhiming's consciousness was a little dazed at first, and the chaos was a little unconscious, his eyes were blurred, and several figures suddenly appeared.

As if thinking of something, Mo Zhiming's body suddenly shook, and he subconsciously burst out, but he couldn't move.

The subway chain sounded.

Mo Zhiming's face changed slightly, and he only felt that his limbs were no longer under his control.

"Who are you?"

Two figures stood, like hungry wolves coveting lambs, looking straight at Mo Zhi's fate.

One tall and one short, the slender one was the one who attacked Mo Zhi's fate, and the other short, dressed as a literati, wore a blue satin shirt, wore a high crown, and hung down to his chest, looking unusually chic.

"That's a question you shouldn't ask." The slender elder's voice was a little mellow, and he said indifferently.

When Mo Zhifate heard this, he felt suffocated in his heart, but he didn't say anything, and looked at the two of them staringly.

"He's right, he knows too much, and sometimes, he will die even worse." The shorter man dressed as a scholar had an unusually cold voice.

"I rarely walk around outside, and I am not experienced enough in dealing with people, but I have offended the two big brothers, please forgive me." Mo Zhiming smiled bitterly.

Now that he has fallen into the hands of the other party, he can't help but be unconvinced.

The shorter scribe glanced at his companion and sneered, "Don't you want to see where this is?" ”

Hearing this, Mo Zhifate quietly looked at the environment from the corner of his eyes, and felt slightly bitter in his heart.

As far as the eye can see, it is black.

The walls are black, and so are the floors.

It's so dark that it's terrifying, and it's so black that people feel inexplicably hopeless.

"Black Cage."

Mo Zhiming only felt a chill down his spine.

This infamous place. He's been hearing about it for a long time.

In Dong Zhuo's territory, everyone has to be terrified, black cages, only in and out of the examples abound, in just a few years, at least thirty civil and military ministers above the Taishou have been executed.

Its bloody prestige is outrageous, and in the territory under Dong Zhuo's rule, it can be said that everyone knows it.

"If I'm not mistaken, the two of you are Li Meng and Wang Fang, right?" Mo Zhiming glanced at the two people, one tall and one short. Smiled wryly.

Hearing this, the two people who stood upright nodded slightly, and looked at Mo Zhifang coldly.

"The two adults are both big people who have a lot of opportunities, so why bother with such a marketman who guards a small casino?" Mo Zhifu sighed faintly.

The slender man was Li Meng, and sneered: "I can sit at the same table with Huang Wan." If you don't know if you're still an ordinary outlaw, then we're not even a marketman. ”

Shorter stature. People live up to their name. Wang Fang, who had a square expression, also said expressionlessly: "In the past two or three years, you don't know that your reputation in Chang'an City is really not small, whether it is a scoundrel in the market Qingpi or a former ranger, you have a little friendship with you, the big butler of Huaihong Building, it's not ......simple."

I don't know what to say. His heart sank, looking at him like this, he had already been targeted.

Although he likes to make friends, he also thinks that he has never done anything harmful to the country. How can you work two adults to worry about. Mo Zhiming shook his head and struggled hard.

"It doesn't matter to us who you associate with, but the big boss behind you, Sangkook, is very interested."

Wang Fang's face has always been like this, his face is expressionless, both sides are angry, and no one can see what he is thinking in his heart.

"So, listen to the advice of my two brothers, or be honest, don't do indifferent struggles." Li Meng opened his mouth and added.

"Confess what?" Mo Zhiming pretended to be deaf and dumb.

Li Meng and Wang Fang's eyes were cold, and they looked at Mo Zhifang deeply.

With a bang, Mo Zhiming only felt his limbs tighten, and in the next second, his body was stuck to the black wall as if he had been sucked by a magnet.

"Mo Zhifang, you should have heard of the methods of my brothers."

Compared with Wang Fang's expressionless face, Li Meng's smile was like a spring breeze, which made people feel very comfortable, and only those who had been harmed by him knew that this person was definitely a smiling tiger.

"Explain what?" Mo Zhiming screamed in fear, and his tone trembled a little: "I don't even step out of Huaihong Tower, and the things I do every day are boring and boring, if you want to listen, I will tell you one by one, don't torture me." ”

Li Meng and Wang Fang's eyes flashed with a hint of triumph, Mo Zhiming's current performance is like every criminal who has been put into the black cage, hearing about the black cage and changing color, this is the reason why the black cage has been carried forward in the past few years.

There are no prisoners they can't triage, and there is no mouth they can't pry open, this point, Li Meng Wang Fang is extremely confident.

"It seems that it has to make you feel a pain, otherwise you won't be honest." Li Meng shook his head and sighed.

Wang Fang also nodded: "Let's have some basics first." ”

The stove was rolling, and a few red-hot iron palms were waiting on it.

Wang Fang's move was quick.

Mo Zhiming didn't notice his move at all.

In the next second, the red-hot iron palm suddenly pressed against his chest.

Mo Zhiming was stunned for a moment, and the next second, a scream sounded.

The red-hot iron palm was about the size of a horse's hoof, at least more than a hundred degrees, and it was so red that it felt very uncomfortable to look at, not to mention that it was directly printed on the flesh and blood of people.

Mo Zhiming is also hard, just screaming, but he has never begged for mercy, the scream is sharp and long, if it is not the black cage but the secret room environment, I am afraid that with the volume of Mo Zhiming, it is enough to wake up people within a radius of hundreds of meters.

White smoke rose up, accompanied by the smell of the skin and flesh on Mo Zhiming's chest being scalded, which was very fragrant, just like the smell of braised pork.

Li Meng shook his nose sickly, his rather handsome face was close to Mo Zhiming, his voice seemed to contain a special charm, and he said softly: "It's really an irresistible fragrance." ”

Wang Fang's face was still expressionless, and as soon as his arm was loosened, the iron torture instrument suddenly fell to the ground with a soft sound.

Mo Zhiming's face was pale, his lips were about to crack, his big eyes were wide open, and his teeth were about to burst out.

"I really don't know what to say...."Mo Zhiming's words were already a little weak.

was burned in the chest by an iron palm of more than 100 degrees, and the scorching heat of the cone, ordinary people don't say that they were just a little weak, and they were afraid that they would pass out as soon as they were burned.

"Looks like you haven't had enough pain." Li Meng shook his head regretfully.

In the next second, Wang Fang shot again.

Mo Zhiming's eyes were white, and a dull breath in his chest blocked his breathing, almost suffocating him to death.

Wang Fang just pressed it lightly, and a copper plate was like an arm, tightly hugging Mo Zhiming's chest, tightening, his muscles tightened, and his breathing seemed to be deeply choked, and suddenly, Mo Zhiming was almost suffocated.

Li Meng's smile became even worse, and a sickly excitement ignited in his eyes.

Wang Fang's hand never let go.

Time flies quickly, but for Mo Zhiming, it is very slow.

His chest was so blocked that he couldn't breathe, his eyes had gradually turned white, and his eyeballs bulged outward, like a goldfish that was about to die miserably, trying to exhale, but it was just a useless struggle before dying.

"Almost."

Wang Fang silently counted a number in his heart, many years of experience in execution, for the limit of what a normal person can bear, he naturally knows in his heart, Mo Zhiming can hold on for seven or eight minutes, which is already much stronger than the civil and military ministers that Wang Fang has served before.

I tried hard to exhale, but I couldn't exhale anything, and I held it in my chest, almost suffocating Mo Zhi's life.

In the next second, it suddenly popped out like lightning like a car that couldn't move, this huge drop made Mo Zhiming spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face was like earth, and these were only the two most basic criminal laws in the black cage.

"You're really surprising me."

Li Meng's weird laughter sounded again: "Being able to hold on for so long, your performance has made my two brothers confirm once again that you are indeed not simple." ”

Hearing this, Wang Fang nodded, judging from his experience, Mo Zhiming was able to hold on for so long without begging for mercy, and his heart can be seen.

Mo Zhiming shook his somewhat drowsy head, took a deep breath and said, "Two adults, stop playing, I'll recruit you." ”

"Good." Wang Fang said with a rare opening: "Only by knowing the current affairs can you live longer." ”

Li Meng's smile was slightly retracted, the smile was still the same, but there was a hint of mockery in his eyes. (To be continued......)