"I'm afraid that the grass has not been completely eradicated, and there are other suspicious objects." She wrote down all the names of the people in the booklet, corresponding to the appearance of the characters in her mind one by one.

Caisheng was no longer surprised by her magical memory, and the steady aura on his body became more and more intense, and he took out another paper and put it in front of her.

"These people are very tight-mouthed and refuse to say anything, this is a list of suspects screened by their subordinates based on the number of times they interact with people and letters."

"Well, things are well done, let's go to the dungeon first."

Wuxin put the booklet back in Caisheng's hand, lifted the mask and got up to leave his seat.

In a year, she already has an unshakable position in the capital.

In addition to making money, the industry under its name also has another role, collecting information and then selling it at a high price.

The underground palace is also growing day by day, developing into an underground force in the rivers and lakes that cannot be underestimated.

Although it is not ranked in the top three, no one dares to provoke it, just because the number one killing pavilion master in the rivers and lakes has said it clearly! The person who moves the underground palace is the enemy of killing, for which she is very grateful to Qianye, with his words, the direction of her efforts is less tortuous.

But after all, she had a short time in the capital, and her hearts were unstable, and she soon had internal ghosts, adulterated intelligence, stole money, and transmitted confidential information to the outside world, causing a lot of losses.

At the bottom of the building of "Drunken Dream", under the soil, in a dungeon supported by stone pillars, there are countless dark guards dressed in black standing guard, kneeling on the ground when they pass by unintentionally.

"Meet the master."

The dim light, the cold, damp floor, and the oil lamps seemed to be obscured by dust.

The Dark Guard lit the torches and brought her a stool.

I saw about 20 people with handcuffs and shackles strung into a line, and they were driven over like dogs.

They were young and old, male and female, the oldest over sixty and the youngest eighteen.

They all had the courage to give in and glared at her with resentment.

Unintentionally, he drank the tea slowly, leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes and did not speak, the longer the time passed, the more panicked the kneeling person became, and his whole body trembled like chaff.

The cold aura on Wuxin's body like that of the Living Hades was even more oppressive to the point that they also put their heads on the ground.

In a moment, a young man who was not able to bear it well crawled to her feet.

"Master, master, the slave doesn't want to die, master, the slave is wrong, he shouldn't do this thing."

He banged his head, and soon blood was running down his forehead and covering half of his face.

"How I'll treat you." She rested her elbows on the table, her wrists supporting her chin, and asked him gently.

"Back to the master, the benefits here are twice as good as those elsewhere, and he treats us like relatives." The man only felt that under her gentle smile, he had already decided his life and death.

"Loved ones? Heh~" shook his head unintentionally, people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, even if they give more benefits, some people always feel that the talent in other people's bowls is fragrant.

"I heard that the flowers raised by human flesh are delicate and fragrant, and there is a flower bed on the roof of this building that needs to be fertilized, so go ahead."

Her eyes moved lightly, and her gaze fell on the sword-wielding secret guard on the side, and her every move seemed very careless, as if a dead person was nothing more than a matter the size of a sesame seed to her.

"Yes, master."

The Dark Guard kicked the man away from Heartless's feet, drawing his knife neatly, blood splattering three feet, and the blazing blood drenched the prisoners' faces.

They threw their entire bodies to the ground, not daring to breathe, and some people were directly scared to death, and were dragged out by the secret guards to make fish food.

"The master spares his life."

"I don't care what kind of force you have split, explain the people behind the scenes, I'm still very talkative."

The unpleasant smell of blood filled the entire space, as if there were countless sharp claws pulling at everyone's hearts, and a faint sentence revealed vitality, but also implied a cruel death.

Some people were dragged out by the secret guards, unshackled from their feet, blindfolded and taken out of the dungeon.

And some people still don't repent, pretending to be stupid.

"The slave really doesn't know, that person doesn't show up every time, no one knows his true face, let alone his details and whereabouts, spare your life, master."

The people behind the scenes are really cunning, and they don't know what means they used to buy these people into obedience, so they rubbed their wrists unintentionally.

"There are seventy-two torture instruments, which one do you want to try first? Peeling, deboning, or Ling Chi?

It's better to peel the skin first, it's also good to use the human skin lantern, hang one in each of my industries, and the skins of you people should be enough. ”

Unintentionally, to put it mildly, turned into a deep fear in their ears, like a demon's curse.

On weekdays, Baili has no intention of treating them very well, and the treatment is more than twice as good as that of people from other forces, they all think that this master is a kind person, but they didn't expect that he is really a real ruthless person

The secret guard grabbed a man and tied him to a stake, took off the man's clothes, and with a wave of the long knife, the man saw a layer of human skin fall off his chest, and the blood vessels under the fat were clearly visible, without a trace of pain, but he was scared alive and fainted.

Unintentionally changed the harmony just now, and his words were ruthless and cruel.

"You must know that your life and death are in my hands at this time, since you don't know how to lift, don't blame me for sending you to Hades."

She turned her head to look at the somewhat unnatural Caisheng, most likely this scene scared him a little, after all, he was born in an ordinary family.

"Caisheng, how about we play a game."

"What does the master want to play?" Caisheng said respectfully

"I have a six-sided dice here, let's guess the size, if I win, I'll kill one person to make fertilizer, if you win, kill one person to make a lantern, how about it." There was a hint of excitement in her tone, as if she was really talking about a fun game.

"Caisheng listens to his master."

The words of wealth and life fell, and the dungeon was as silent as death.

Unintentionally hooked her lips, raised her hand slightly, and everyone's eyes involuntarily looked at the golden death dice in her hand.

No matter who wins or loses, one of them will die anyway, fear swept through the nerves of each of them, and one couldn't help but blurt out, but was stopped by the other.

She threw the dice into the bowl of tea that had been drunk, buckled the bowl and shook it three times, each time it shook people's hearts, and she looked around and asked Caisheng

"Big or small."

"Small." Caisheng's body carried those humanity slightly.

When the bowl was opened, it was really a little small.

There was no need to inadvertently order, the secret guard consciously picked people with a knife, and with a hysterical scream, a woman was dragged out by wiping her neck.

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