Wang Bo wanted to surrender, not because he couldn't defeat these hundreds of forbidden troops.

In fact, with his strength, let alone hundreds of forbidden troops, even if it is ten times more, Wang Bo can still beat them all down, but what about after that?

What could he do to kill all of them?

Wang Bo has not been so cruel.

Let this group go?

Maybe as soon as he turns his head, the other party will bring more people to encircle and suppress Wang Bo.

In the electric light, Wang Bo thought for a while, the reason why the other party wanted to arrest him was because he suspected that he had something to do with something called a magic bead, but Wang Bo didn't know what a magic bead was.

So he surrendered first, followed the other party back, and after figuring out what a magic bead was, he was here to solve the problem.

Otherwise, Wang Bo would have no choice but to kill and hit the imperial city.

But that's too much trouble.

Therefore, Wang Bo chose a more convenient and simple method.

And Wang Bo is sure that this group of people should have captured everyone in the palace, including the housekeeper, as well as his two personal maids, Liu Er Yuer.

Although he and these two girls have not yet cultivated too deep feelings, after a few days of getting along, they also have a good impression of these two girls, and they don't want each other to die in this conflict.

After some comprehensive consideration, Wang Bo chose to surrender.

Of course, the most important point is...... Wang Bo's surrender does not mean that he has lost his freedom, and he can restore his freedom at any time if he wants to. After all, the people here can't trap him.

"Arrest him!" When Yu Chi Zhenjin heard Wang Bo's surrender, his mind turned back and forth, and finally gave an order, and the forbidden army held a shield and approached step by step, not daring to slack off at all.

Wang Bo looked at Yu Chi Zhenjin with a smile and did not resist.

In the end, a large number of forbidden troops swarmed up and tied Wang Bo up with a strong knot.

This made everyone present breathe a sigh of relief.

While Yu Chi Zhenjin breathed a sigh of relief, he was a little puzzled about Wang Bo's behavior, he didn't understand why Wang Bo surrendered honestly, and wondered if there was any secret in it.

However, this did not prevent Yu Chi Zhenjin from giving orders.

"Escort him back to Dali Temple, torture him, and make sure he tells the whereabouts of the magic bead."

"Yes!"

All the members of Dali Temple responded in unison.

Half an hour later, Wang Bo, escorted by everyone, returned to Dali Temple.

Along the way, Wang Bo was honest, without any resistance, and even listened to the matter of probing the magic bead on the side, but no one cared about him, so Wang Bo simply closed his preparations.

After returning to Dali Temple, Wang Bo was escorted to a cell by everyone and hanged up.

The high-ranking official of Dali Temple named Zhang Zhicheng personally supervised it, and under his urging, one after another prisoners were placed in front of Wang Bo with heavy and tragic torture instruments.

Zhang Zhicheng moved a chair, sat in front of Wang Bo, and asked, "Do you know what kind of place this is?" ”

"I know, Dali Temple Prison!"

Zhang Zhicheng asked again: "Then do you know that no one who enters my Dali Temple Prison can get out intact." ”

"I don't know."

Zhang Zhicheng asked again: "Then you definitely don't know that in the prison of Dali Temple, there is never a mouth that cannot be pried." ”

"I really don't know that." Wang Bo said very calmly.

Zhang Zhicheng pointed to the bloodstained torture instruments, "The moment these torture instruments were made, they were designed to torture the prisoners as much as possible, so that they would not want to live, and life would be worse than death." ”

"I know your hard work is amazing, but no matter how hard you work, you can't withstand these iron-clad torture tools."

"If you honestly confess the whereabouts of the magic bead, I can also spare you from punishment."

"But if you insist on not saying it, then I can only let you taste the severity of my marble prison punishment."

Wang Bo nodded honestly and said: "I'll recruit, I'll recruit anything, I'll say whatever you ask, but I have a question, I hope you can answer me." ”

"You say."

"What the hell is the magic bead in your mouth, why do you think he has something to do with me."

Zhang Zhicheng: "...... I see that you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin, come and let him taste the power of my Dali Temple Prison. ”

A prison servant nodded, and without hesitation, he took out a red-hot soldering iron from a stove, walked in front of Wang Bo, raised the soldering iron, and imprinted it towards Wang Bo's face.

Wang Bo didn't dodge or dodge, and looked at the prison man with a smile.

Laugh at!

The reddish soldering iron imprinted on Wang Bo's face, making a slight sound, but there was no smell of the meat being burned.

The smiling prison man couldn't help but widen his eyes and show an expression of disbelief.

Wang Bo sneered: "You can't do this soldering iron, or are you burning, raise the temperature?" ”

The prison man retreated in horror and looked at Zhang Zhicheng in a panic.

Zhang Zhicheng suddenly jumped up from the chair, took a few steps closer, looked at Wang Bo's smooth face, his expression twitched, and asked, "You, who are you?" ”

"Wang Bo, from Luoyang."

"You fart!" Zhang Zhicheng has never seen a human being who is not afraid of a soldering iron.

He has seen people who practice hard skills, even if they are hard skills, they are human beings, but Wang Bo is not even afraid of a red-hot soldering iron, this is no longer the scope of hard skills that can be explained.

Zhang Zhicheng's heart was a little gloomy, and he ordered: "Come on, go up to other torture instruments!" ”

Bamboo book clip body!

The victim's hands are handcuffed and fixed, and the book jacket woven from bamboo boards is wrapped around the chest and abdomen of the tortured, and the cool official turns the ropes connected to the two sides of the book jacket to compress the body of the tortured person with the force of contraction.

But for Wang Bo, this is simply pediatrics, until the prison man pulls the rope off, Wang Bo still has no change in face.

After that, some prison guards hit Wang Bo's whole body with a heavy staff, including his head, wrists, chest, ribs, etc., Wang Bo's face still did not change, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling, as if he was mocking the other party.

Then there are 12 kinds of special confession punishments unique to Dali Temple, which need to be used with special torture tools, each punishment has a specific name, such as the fairy bridge, the eggplant, etc., which is very cruel and terrible, and the tortured person generally cannot bear the twelve kinds and die.

But these are nothing to Wang Bo.

This kind of punishment used for ordinary people has no way to deal with Wang Bo, who has a body of steel.

The reason why Wang Bo accepted these punishments without changing his face was that he wanted to experience the feeling of being tortured to extract confessions, and the second was that he wanted to kill the majesty of this group of people.

The prison guards used all the punishments on Wang Bo, except for beating Wang Bo's clothes to tatters, even Wang Bo's skin was not torn.