Several of the unconscious people woke up after being poured water on their heads, and they were so frightened that they were about to incontinent when they looked at the hot oil pot with bursts of smoke.

Qi Shaohui saw that they all woke up, and then stirred the hot boiling oil from the pot with an iron spoon, and then took a piece of meat and raised it a few times in front of the eleven people, and then let go of the oil pot hideously.

The piece of meat fell into the oil and immediately tumbled and rolled away.

Due to the high temperature of the oil, the surface of the meat became charred.

When everyone saw this, the whole person only felt a chill in his body, and this chill rushed directly from the soles of his feet to the door of his head, making his whole body cold.

The eight people who were stripped naked and tied into a big character were so frightened that they moved their bodies and tried to escape, but the ropes on their hands and feet were so tightly tied that no matter how they struggled, they couldn't break away.

"Little, little, young master."

"Please, please let us go."

"Young master, the slave is willing to be sold, begging the young master to spare the slave."

"Sell, and the minions are willing to be sold."

"The minions are willing, too."

One person opened his mouth to be sold, and everyone followed suit.

Qi Shaohui scooped up the piece of meat from the pot, then threw it on the ground, looked at them coldly in a dark color, and said word by word: "Sell? I don't want to, you think. ”

When he had finished speaking, he shook half a spoonful of boiling oil from the pot with a spoon in front of them, and said softly, "Who should start with first?"

His voice was very soft, as if he was thinking about this matter with annoyance, but it frightened the eight of them to the point that their whole spirits collapsed.

"Don't, please, please."

When one of the servants saw the spoon, he stopped above him, and his face was as pale as paper, and he trembled, and he could not speak.

Looking at the man who was so frightened that he shook the chaff, Qi Shaohui had a cruel smile on his face, and the spoon in his hand was aimed at the place between his legs, and then tilted it full.

"Ah!!h

A heart-rending cry of pain came from the man's mouth, and I saw that the man's facial features were distorted in pain.

Immediately afterwards, bursts of flesh fragrance wafted out from his lower body, and everyone didn't feel this fragrance, they all felt that it was extremely terrifying and unpleasant, and some people even vomited.

Doused with such a hot spoonful of hot oil, everything between the man's legs was wasted.

The man, who had been tortured with a nervous breakdown, could not stand it any longer, and his breathing fell, and gradually, his breathing stopped.

The man died, but his eyes were bigger than the brass bell, and the year was full of terror, and his face was distorted into a ball, so that people would be so frightened that they would have nightmares if they saw it.

When the three subordinates of the spectator were so frightened that their calves were shaking, a stream of warm urine was still flowing down his crotch.

Qi Shaohui, who tortured people like this, felt a little relieved in his heart.

Immediately afterward, he filled half a spoonful of boiling oil from the pot again, and his eyes began to look among the remaining seven again, and the eyes of the seven were so frightened that their eyes widened, and the fear continued to spread around them.

In the end, Qi Shaohui found the man who attacked him first, and then under his frightened eyes, the spoon with boiling oil in his hand tilted.

The boiling oil slanted down, as if a waterfall had formed in the air, and then fell the man's lower body.

"Ah.........h

Another heart-rending sound resounded throughout the room.

The hearts of the people also shook again.

The pain of being poured on the lower body by boiling oil is not as painful as being dug into the heart with a knife.

The other six people were also silent when they saw this man, and they didn't know if he was dead or not.

Knowing that he would not let go of himself, the faces of the other six people were full of despair that could not be dissolved.

"Qi Shaohui, all the bad things have been done, and in the end they will be inhumane, and it will be really retribution, and it will be retribution."

"I curse, curse this life and don't lift it, and I will become a waste from now on."

"You can't die well, you can't die well."

"Brute, this brute!"

"If you do so many bad things, sooner or later you will be struck by lightning."

"I'll wait down there when I'll die."

The six people who were desperate in their hearts also knew that he would definitely not let him go, so they all wanted to scold him before they died to relieve the anger in their hearts.

Cursed by them in unison, as well as the pain point that was poked, Qi Shaohui was so angry that his whole body trembled.

"Damn, you dog minions are so damn. curse this young master to die, and then the young master will let them die first. ”

When he had finished speaking, he poured boiling oil little by little on their arms and thighs.

These people were so painful that their faces were distorted, and the screams came and went, but they were particularly pleasant to Qi Shaohui's ears.

They were all tortured, but they were all guaranteed not to die.

When the anger in his heart subsided a lot, he used the same methods as the previous two to destroy the lower bodies of the six men who had been tortured to death.

During this night, the screams that came from the whole annex did not stop.

When they were all about to go, Qi Shaohui threw the iron spoon in his hand back into the oil pot, and then turned around to look at the three people who were trembling in a group, and their expressions were so cold that they made people feel cold.

"The three of us are also the ones who know about it......

Before Qi Shaohui could finish speaking, the three of them fell to their knees and trembled, trembling: "Last night's incident, the slave promised not to know anything, and would not say anything."

They also understood it in their hearts, so they hurriedly expressed their determination, for fear that the young master would make a choice for himself in the next step.

Qi Shaohui's eyes swept over them, which made them feel pressured, and their heads hung lower.

"How do I believe you?"

Listening to this low, not at all crazy voice, everyone only felt more frightened.

"Young, young master, the slave swears, the slave swears."

A clever minion quickly raised three fingers and swore to the sky: "The slave swears, the slave swears, if the slave sees this matter and speaks out, then the slave will not die well, and even his family will die."

This minion is also ruthless, and even his own family members have said it to save their lives.

As soon as the slave finished swearing, the other two minions felt the terrifying gaze from the young master, which frightened them and quickly raised their fingers and swore that the oath would come as long as it was called.

Hearing that they had all finished their vows, Qi Shaohui withdrew their gaze and said, "We threw all these people into the deep mountains, and then tied them to trees, and I want them to be bitten and eaten alive by wild beasts."