Jin Wuming's words were immediately met with Zhao Yang's contemptuous eyes.

The wooden peg on the wooden donkey is at least thirty centimeters long, and Jin Wuming really thinks of himself as a 'donkey'?

But what shocked Zhao Yang was that Chen Fuwang, a fool, really believed it, stared at Jin Wusheng with a pair of eyes like a table tennis ball, and exclaimed: "Jin Dashuai, aren't women afraid of you?" ”

"I'm afraid!" Seeing that Chen Fuwang really believed it, Jin Wuming laughed louder and said: "So every time a woman kneels in front of me and begs for mercy......"

Zhao Yang was listening to a joke next to him, from a psychological point of view, there is a saying that 'the more you are deficient in a certain aspect, the more you want to brag and show off'

Maybe that's what Jin Wusheng is......

Yes......

Zhao Yang was thinking about feeling funny, when suddenly a scream suddenly came from behind him.

The crowd jerked around and looked behind them.

I saw one of Jin Wuming's subordinates stumble and step on a wooden board full of steel nails placed in the pile of bones on the ground.

Because he was carrying a hundred pounds of weight on his body, the force of this foot was very heavy, and more than a dozen sharp and sharp steel nails directly penetrated the surface of his foot, dripping with blood, making him scream in pain, and at the same time subconsciously crooked his body, wanting to lean on a wooden stake next to him.

"Don't!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhao Yang suddenly shouted, holding the Luoyang shovel in his hand, and wanted to reach over to stop it.

But it's a pity that it's one step short.

The next second that Jin Wuming's subordinate leaned against the wooden stake next to him, the wooden stake suddenly tilted, so that it just fell on a torture instrument.

It was a torture instrument that looked like a single bed, with many knives fixed around it, and even after thousands of years of corrosion, the blades were still bright, and you could see how sharp they were.

Zhao Yang watched as Jin Wuming's subordinate triggered a simple chain mechanism of the torture device after falling into the torture device, causing the sharp knives fixed around him to instantly and brutally cut towards his body.

Yes......

Immediately after another scream, more than a dozen sharp knives cut through his body, and even the bones on his body were directly and smoothly cut off, cutting him into more than a dozen pieces of flesh and corpses!

The scene was extremely bloody.

Even Jin Wusheng's subordinates, who had experienced the rain of bullets, couldn't help but almost vomit when they saw the tragic scene in front of them.

Zhao Yang's stomach was tumbling for a while, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of sour water.

After all, Zhao Yang, as a person who used to live a very ordinary and normal life, saw such a bloody scene for the first time, and it was normal for him to have such a huge reaction in his heart.

"his grandmother!"

Jin Wuming gritted his teeth and gurgled, after all, these are brothers who followed him from birth to death to the present, and it is naturally extremely distressing and pity to see such a miserable end.

But it was at this moment that an even more bizarre scene happened.

A large pool of blood that had been flowing on the ground disappeared in an instant after soaking into the ground, as if there was a sponge on the ground, which was very abnormal.

Whoa......

Zhao Yang was still studying the principle of this ground, and suddenly heard the sound of steel colliding around him, the sound was very loud, and it felt as if it was coming from his ears.

"What sound?"

Zhao Yang subconsciously looked around.

"Less...... Master...... Above...... ...... above"

It was Chen Fuwang who raised his head first, looked at the upper left, a big face turned pale, and the muscles on his face were trembling when he spoke.

Zhao Yang looked towards the upper left again, and saw that the coffin with eighteen huge iron chains suspended in mid-air was shaking.

It was the shaking of this huge coffin that caused the eighteen iron chains to sway and rub against each other, and the sound of clattering and colliding.

"Not good!"

Zhao Yang instantly shouted badly: "This is a corpse of essence blood!" There are zongzi in the coffin, and after feeling the essence and blood of people, it will awaken the evil nature! There is even a possibility that the coffin may be blown up! ”

The so-called explosion of the coffin means that the coffin can't suppress the evil spirit inside, causing the coffin to explode directly!

The situation in front of us is very much in line with the 'blowing up of the coffin'.

If the 5,000-year-old manzi wood can't suppress the big zongzi, when it really blows up the coffin, the ancestor will be trapped by the cliff and die!

"Hurry up! Hurry up! ”

Zhao Yang hurriedly shouted again.

Everyone watched the coffin hanging in mid-air swaying back and forth, and heard Zhao Yang's shout so serious and anxious, they also felt that the situation was not good, and they needed to leave quickly.

Once you panic, you will inevitably make mistakes in your hands and feet, which is the so-called 'rush'.

So after Zhao Yang shouted this, he immediately regretted it in his heart, that is, because he was too excited to shout, everyone panicked, causing inevitable chaos, and everyone behind wanted to run forward quickly, for fear that they would not be able to run away.

But it's too late to regret it now.

That is, in the process of retreating, someone accidentally stepped on the heel of the former, so that the person in front fell on it, plus carrying dozens of catties, or even hundreds of catties of treasure, the center of gravity was naturally unstable, and it was difficult to grasp the balance, which caused a stampede and made the scene even more chaotic.

In the midst of this chaos, someone was squeezed out of the group, tripped over a white thigh bone under his feet, and even though his body leaned back, he sat on a wooden torture device, and was instantly jammed.

The shape of this torture instrument is very special, Chad looks like a Taishi chair, but there are two rectangular iron plates on both sides, and there are countless small hollow needles on the iron plate, once someone sits on it, these two iron plates will clamp the person in the middle, and the tighter and tighter the clamp, the hollow needle on the iron plate is pierced in the person's body, and under the heavy squeezing of the iron plate on both sides, blood shoots out along the hollow needle.

Zhao Yang once doubted that the designer of this torture instrument was inspired by oil extraction?

Obviously, although there are many hollow needles on the iron plate, they are not lethal, and the main purpose is to make the victim bleed to death.

Torture the tortured person to death, this is the main role of the torture instrument, otherwise how can it be called a torture instrument?

"Wait...... Bleeding to death? ”

Zhao Yang seemed to suddenly think of something again, and suddenly looked at the coffin hanging above again.

Sure enough, in the process of blood rushing, the coffin trembled even more, and eighteen iron chains thicker than the waist trembled, as if they couldn't control this huge coffin!