The soldering iron in the charcoal furnace was already burning red.

A meaty guy picked up the soldering iron, as if he could smell its temperature, and leaned up to his nose to smell it.

Another person who was a little hunchback held a leather whip in his hand, stood in front of Lin Linshan, and persuaded in a hoarse voice:

"Boy, you better hurry up, get rid of it as soon as possible, and save me from effort, I tossed Lao Tzu for two days, and Lao Tzu's hands are about to be dislocated."

As he spoke, he waved another whip in his hand.

The whipping was not heavy, as if he really had no strength anymore.

But his aim was good, and the whip avoided the already small amount of intact skin and whipped at the festering wound.

The intense pain was transmitted from Lin Linshan's body to his soul imprisoned in mid-air, but he no longer had the strength to moan.

The hunchback withdrew the whip, dipped it in the bucket filled with chili water next to it, took it out and shook it gently, and the red chili water shook the ground like bright red blood.

He used a whip soaked in chili pepper water and began to whip Lin Linshan's body.

"Call you hard-mouthed! Still hard-mouthed! ”

He whipped and screamed, his cry full of disgust, as if to accuse the man in front of him of depriving him of his original vacation and forcing him to work overtime here.

In the small dungeon space, the sound of whips hitting people is particularly harsh, especially the crackling sound of the already festering wound under the whip mixed with chili water, which makes people mistakenly think that they are slapping the water, and the fantasy of waves floats in their minds.

The strong man next to him reminded: "You take it easy, leave me some space, you have been drained, not even a piece of rotten skin remains, where do you let me put my soldering iron?" ”

The hunchback stopped his hand and panted and said, "Then you come, I smoke a cigarette next to me." ”

The strong man picked up the soldering iron and searched for Lin Linshan for a long time, and finally found a piece of skin and flesh that was still intact, and pressed it heavily.

There was a snort.

But the sound was quickly drowned out by Lin Linshan's miserable howl.

A puff of white smoke rose from obscuring his unformed face, which had festered and distorted.

The dungeon smells of barbecue.

The door to the dungeon suddenly opened, and the smell of smoke wafted out of the door.

A man with long hair and a floral shirt walked in and reached out to fan the foul smell on his nose.

The hunchback with the whip and the strong man with the soldering iron both stood up straight respectfully and shouted, "Brother Kuan." ”

Brother Kuan nodded and asked, "How is it?" ”

The hunchback said, "This kid's mouth is too hard, and he doesn't say whether he lives or dies." ”

Brother Kuan came to Lin Linshan.

Lin Linshan's soul was imprisoned in the air, and he could clearly see everything that was happening in this dungeon.

He has endured countless tortures in the past two days, and he remembers everyone who tortured him, and the person he feared the most, except for Zhao Chun, was the person in front of him.

He heard Zhao Chun call him "Feng Kuan", while others called him "Brother Kuan".

He watched as he plucked out the nails of ten of his fingers and inserted a long barbed wire into his esophagus, piercing the lining of his stomach......

Now the demon was standing before him again.

Feng Kuan raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and said, "There is still half an hour, Brother Chun said it, if you don't say it in half an hour, you don't need to say it." Oh yes, forgot to tell you that the people you expected to come to your rescue have already arrived, and they took two people with them. I didn't ask about you, though. ”

This sentence hit the tense nerves of Lin Linshan, who was already on the verge of the limit, and almost instantly crushed his will.

But the last shred of sobriety told him that perhaps this was a fake, a trick of the enemy.

The captain won't ignore himself, no!

It's been so long, do you want to give up now?

There is still half an hour, and after half an hour, I will be relieved, give me a good time.

This was the last thought left of the weakened Lin Linshan.

Feng Kuan took out a knife, a very sharp one, played with it a few times in his hand, and then began to gesture on Lin Linshan's body.

He complained, "How did you do that? How can you make it look like this, there is not even a piece of good skin left! ”

He sighed, "It's not collectible." ”

He glanced up in the direction of Lin Linshan's imprisoned soul.

Only he could see the forests and mountains there, and his two subordinates could not see them.

He said: "I am going to skin you now, rest assured, my craft is good, and the skin will be very complete." Although your skin is rotten and no longer collectible, I will try to help you repair it and keep it for a while. After all, you are a cultivated person, and your skin tissue is better than that of ordinary people. I'll start with your feet and work my way up to your head, in about half an hour. In the middle, if you can't stand it anymore, you can call it a stop. I'll give you a chance to speak, and this is your last chance. ”

He squatted down and began to work, carefully cutting Lin Linshan's toes with a knife.

Lin Linshan was completely desperate.

At that moment, the last bit of faith he had held out for two days began to waver.

Just then, the door to the dungeon was kicked open.

Feng Kuan looked back and saw Ermao, who was combing his hair in the middle, standing at the door of the dungeon with a pale face.

"Ermao, why are you here?" Hunchback asked.

"I, I, I ......" Ermao was speechless.

"What are you, if you have something to say quickly, if you have a fart, don't you see that Brother Kuan is busy?" The strong man roared.

Ermao suddenly pointed at Feng Kuan and said, "It's him, he's ...... Feng Kuan...... It's nothing to do with me! ……”

When the strong man comes up, he will smoke Ermao's mouth.

"Is your name that is your name? ……”

Ermao was so frightened that he squatted down.

But as soon as the strong man's arm was raised, the man suddenly flew up and slammed into the wall.

Feng Kuan felt that something was wrong as soon as Ermao entered the door, and shouted: "What person? ”

Before the words fell, he noticed that there was an extra person in front of him.

Feng Kuan's reaction was very fast, and the knife in his hand had already cut a piece of white light and slashed over.

This knife is a treasure of which he is proud and has followed him for almost forty years.

And he has always been very confident in his knife skills.

How many people have become ghosts under his sword, and there are many people who have achieved cultivation.

In his eyes, only Zhao Chun is the real master, and other so-called cultivators are not worth mentioning.

At such a close distance, I believe that few people can block his unexpected knife.

The knife flashed.

He confidently withdrew his hand.

But he suddenly found that his hand was withdrawn, but the knife was not withdrawn.

The knife was in mid-air, and it stopped, as if it was imprisoned by something.

He reached for it, but his raised hand couldn't reach the knife.

Then, the knife suddenly turned around in the air, turning into a white light that slashed along his arm, and when it reached him, the void stopped, and the tip of the knife was aimed at his nose.

Feng Kuan knew that he had met a master, and immediately shouted: "Go and inform Brother Chun!" ”

Only then did the hunchback react and ran towards the door.

However, the door of the dungeon slammed shut at this moment, and the hunchback slammed into the door, then bounced back, flew upside down in the air, and crashed into the strong man who had just risen.

……

Qi Hufei looked at Lin Linshan, who was scarred and skinless, and his heart was also dripping blood.

It was the worst injury he had ever seen since he entered the Castle God's Division.

Even Li Yunchong, who was poisoned by the snake venom at the beginning, Cao Gang, who was passed through the chest by the demon fu, and those who fought hard for a day and night in Lingxi Town, and finally survived, none of them looked so badly injured.

And the worst one is his own subordinates, and the reason why he was injured was because he asked him to investigate a case beyond his ability.

Qi Hufei took out two pills and stuffed them into Lin Linshan's mouth.

Then he lifted Lin Linshan's soul forbidden spell and let his soul return to his body.

Lin Linshan woke up leisurely and looked at Qi Hufei.

He wanted to call out to the captain, but he seemed to have forgotten how to pronounce the two words after two days of not speaking, and only made a dry and hoarse sound in his throat.

Qi Feifei motioned for him to remain silent and said to him, "Brother, it's okay, let's go home." ”

Tears flowed from Lin Linshan's blurred eyes, down his festering face, and in the scars like hills and ravines.