Looking at the masked prisoner of the bronze bull in the hall, Yin Nuo's thieves sneered contemptuously.

There was a contemptuous sneer in his eyes, "A big fire, a copper bull that burns a lot, no matter how ruthless you are, can you be so ruthless?" He laughed wildly, unafraid of Yin Nuo's intimidation.

Yin Nuo was not angry, pinching the thief's chin, with a confident smile on the corner of his mouth, "Don't be afraid, it's too early to say." ”

Seeing that the masked prisoner in front of him was still desperately resisting, Wen Xiaoyun finally became angry at this time, waved his hand to pick up the prisoner's waist, lifted him up whole, and then rushed to the copper bull in three steps and two steps, and smashed the masked prisoner into the big hole in the back of the copper bull.

The prisoner was willing to comply, and struggled to his feet and staggered to his feet.

Wen Xiaoyun sneered, flew up and stepped on the bench under the copper bull, grabbed the back valve of the copper bull with one hand, and leaned forward violently with the other hand, while tearing off the cloth bag on the prisoner's head, he hit the copper valve hard, just like a steamed crab smashing the crab that struggled out with the lid of the pot, and smashed the prisoner into the body of the copper bull with a loud bang.

Before the prisoner could utter a wail, the sound did not enter the dull belly of the cow.

The towel thief had been chuckling disdainfully at the scene, but he instantly stiffened when he saw the side face of the cat's ears exposed.

At this time, Yin Nuo's ghostly voice slowly rose, "You are right, this punishment is indeed very similar to cannon branding, and human traffickers will indeed be roasted to death if they are held inside."

The difference is that the process is much slower~

Although the fire is small, the brass heats up very quickly.

If you don't go in for a while, you will feel hotter and hotter. It's sweltering all around.

After a while, the special rope on the body will be loosened by the heat, and the prisoner will desperately prick it, but once it is next to the brass, the skin will be burned inch by inch, and the copper ox will be full of the burnt smell of its own skin and flesh, which is getting stronger and stronger, and it can't be dispersed at all.

Compared with cannon branding, this copper bull also has a feeling of slowly suffocating. ”

Wen Xiaoyun outside was filling the copper basin with firewood on the one hand, and she was uncontrollably cold in a cold sweat.

Although she came up with this method, when it came to practice, listening to Yin Nuo's terrifying laughter and gloomy words, she still couldn't suppress her fright.

This punishment was originally the method of the aristocratic class in Europe to punish people who were having fun, and it was a real and real existence.

Although she is now on the side of the perpetrator, just thinking about how a living person feels in the bronze bull makes her feel terrifying.

Bai Hu, who was helping to mobilize the mechanism in the shadows, was also frightened by Wen Xiaoyun's sudden strategy and the perverted horror that Yin Nuo showed in it.

Wen Xiaoyun and Yin Nuo are really not ordinary ordinary people, they all say that they are not poisonous and not husbands, and today he can be regarded as knowledgeable.

In the room, Yin Nuo watched the thief's face become more and more pale, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth became more and more obvious, he accentuated his tone again, leaned into his ear and laughed softly, "In fact, there is one of the most wonderful places about this copper bull, that is, its mouth, where the essence of the entire torture instrument lies." The anguished man will be suffocated in the belly of the cow until he goes mad, and in despair, he will find a horn in the cow's mouth.

At this time, he would desperately hold the bull's mouth horn and exhale desperately, inhaling, but the high temperature of the copper horn would instantly burn his lips and his hands. But the fatal pain of suffocation forced him to change his hands to grasp the brass horn, to touch the brass horn with his mouth, to exhale and inhale, and to let out desperate and painful cries from time to time. ”

"Wow..." The smile on the thief's face grew stiffer and stiffer, and he wanted to laugh out loud and laugh loudly, but the laughter passed through his throat and turned into a string of trembling syllables.

Only then did he realize that his whole body was trembling, and he couldn't hold back the shivering.

He was not afraid of death, but such a difficult way to die was never what he wanted.

Yin Nuo's laughter became more and more rampant and cruel, "This cry will be transmitted through the mouth of the bronze bull, and the wonderful thing is that it will become the sound of the old cow mooing." Again and again, it was a lot of fun. ”

In the end, Yin Nuo let go of the chin of the thief at the scarf gate, and looked at him with a face like ashes, staring at the bronze bull with frightened and desperate eyes, and a boulder in Yin Nuo's heart finally landed.

He waved his hand and snapped his fingers, and the bearded man with a pullover pocket walked briskly into the house.

Yin Nuo raised his eyes and made a look, and the bearded man put the half-human-high cloth bag firmly on the thief's head.

The thief immediately struggled in despair, but was kicked to the ground by the bearded man. No matter how hard the thief struggles, he can only be like a big insect that can be slaughtered by others, and he has no power to return to the sky.

The room fell silent suddenly.

Yin Nuo stopped talking, and the others stopped ringing, leaving the thief in the bag with nothing but a terrifying darkness and an boundless fear of not knowing when he would be executed.

Suddenly, he stopped whispering, looked solemn, and listened carefully with his ears pricked, "Shhhh ”