"Ahhh......hh

The man's tragic wail and painful voice were full of pleasure in Jiang Zebei's ears.

Chen Qishan suffered injuries, and now he wants to return them all.

Jiang Zebei let go of the man in his hand, and the latter immediately fell to the ground, and there was a miserable wail in his mouth.

He said lightly: "Noisy." ”

Hearing this, Xuanwu immediately stepped forward and blocked the other party's mouth with the cloth in his hand again, so that he didn't even have a chance to wail and relieve the pain.

Eventually, calm returned to the cell.

The guards were already in the cell, setting up an iron pot, with firewood burning underneath, and the fire was very strong.

Jiang Zebei glanced lightly, not far away, a piece of meat that he had just cut off from the man, and a piece of cloth for clothes.

The knife in his hand is really like clay, and it is very easy to use.

Looking at the piece of flesh and blood that belonged to the man's pride, Jiang Zebei stretched out his hand and pointed out, and spoke again: "Throw it into the pot, and when it's almost time, whoever belongs to it will eat it one bite at a time." ”

It was still Xuanwu who took the sword from the guard's body, picked up the flesh and blood on the ground, and threw it into the pot where the water was still boiling but was already boiling.

In this way, several other people in the prison who were tied up with flowers, and those who were tied to wooden frames, were terrified.

Their eyes were all on Jiang Zebei's body.

Meeting the gaze of these people, Jiang Zebei showed an evil smile, and said unhurriedly: "Don't worry, come one by one, all of you have a share." ”

With that, he walked over to the man who was tied to the frame.

Before, he originally wanted to do it to him, and let him be the first person to try his own two taels of meat.

Now it looks like he'll have to wait a little longer, so he can do something else.

The knife in his hand was slowly raised and placed on the other's skin-flesh.

The sharp blade cut through the flesh, and the bright red blood rushed out.

The man made a heavy sound in his nose, and he was in pain.

Jiang Zebei slowly peeled off the piece of bleeding flesh on his body, which was not big or small, just the size of a palm.

There is still a long time, and he can slowly torture these people, exhausting all means.

How can they be easily spared by a thousand times the punishment that is good?

Time passed imperceptibly, and the smell of blood in the cell became stronger and stronger, making people feel the hope of vomiting.

This has no effect on Jiang Zebei, Xuanwu and the dark guards at all.

The meat in the iron pot was already half-cooked, and Xuanwu asked his subordinates to fish it out and send it directly to the mouth of the man who had been castrated before.

Of course, the other party will not eat it obediently.

But the secret guard naturally had a way to stuff the scalded flesh directly into the man's mouth, and blocked his mouth with a cloth.

Until the other party couldn't stand it anymore, the meat went down the struggle and into the stomach.

It's just getting started.

Jiang Zebei had already castrated the man on the wooden frame again.

……

Chen Mengtian didn't know at this time that Jiang Zebei was still in the house.

After talking to Mo Zixuan, she went directly back to the dormitory of the East Courtyard.

If you want to appease Jiang Zebei's uneasy heart, you naturally have to make some preparations.

She prepared all the peace of mind she had given the other person, and when she thought about lunch, she would bring the person back and show him what she wanted.

But when she went to the study, the secret guard guarding the door told her that Jiang Zebei had left the house.

She sighed that she was a step late, but she was not in a hurry, and it was the same at night.

After eating lunch alone, leaning on the soft collapse of the outside room, Jiang Zebei still did not come back.