ed aug 06 11:51:56 bsp; 2014

Seeing that the situation had become stalemate and his power was useless here, Wei Xiancai had no choice but to lower his gun and reluctantly prepare to leave.

"Slow down, Captain Wei, listen to my brother, I don't have any grudges with you, and I don't want to be your enemy! I won't say a word about what just happened! "Very sincerely, if these words came out of the mouth of a small soldier, Wei Xiancai would not believe it, but this was said from a cronie of the big leader, and the weight would be different. It is clear that the suspicion of the young generals and the children of the Han family has reached a white-hot point before this! If Hu Kuishan took this opportunity to make trouble and went to Zhang Jiaming to participate in a book, even if he didn't add oil and vinegar according to the original statement, it would be enough for Wei Xiancai to drink a pot! This kind of factional struggle is not uncommon in any group or organization, and the military leaders who represent the assassination and punishment faction in the Han faction do not want to provoke themselves, so it means that they have at least neutral allies, which can be regarded as a good choice in the current unfavorable situation of oppression and distrust of the Shaomin faction! With a salty snort, Wei Xiancai withdrew the gun and left with a lost soldier.

In the underground warehouse, rows of fiery red stoves emitted scorching heat there, and more than a dozen men with big shoulders and round waists stood quietly in two rows with their upper bodies, their faces, arms, including their chests and backs, showed different tattoos and various weird scars, no need to ask, these are all affiliated to the newly established professional torture team, and their mission is to be responsible for prying useful information from the mouths of the captured criminals, and by the way, disposing of those guys that the big leaders don't like quietly! Torture is their profession, ruthlessness is their criterion, they can't talk about human nature, all the pre-apocalyptic rules and precepts are useless here, for them, the interests of the big boss are the most important thing!

In the middle of the warehouse, rows of fixed iron shelves separate the spaces, these shelves used to hang pork in the early years were very sturdy, and now their function has not changed, but it is just a different species - human! Hung upside down, hung on all fours, had been tortured unconscious, half-kneeling on the ground, the wrists were still leaning on the prisoner's painful moans and tossing and turning, several transformed night wolves looked at these guys coldly, while eating the fresh meat that had just been delivered, reflecting the fiery red hearth, the blood of those animals was extraordinarily red. The dozen or so prisoners who had just been escorted in saw such a terrifying scene after being removed from their blindfolds, especially when they saw the werewolves feasting there, and the meat they ate couldn't tell whether it was human flesh or animal meat.

"Pretend to be dead! Fucking stand me up! "Mercilessly, the soldiers on guard went up to be a merciless kick and beating, in their eyes, these criminals are already half dead, sympathizing with them is just a superfluous thing, anyway, the torture waiting for will not leave a few living mouths, simply, a beating may make them realize their mistakes earlier!

King Hu Yan had already changed into his outfit - a leather pig-killing apron, a pair of rubber boots and a pair of rubber gloves, plus his oily bald head, people who didn't know him would really think that he had changed his career to become a pig killer! The skin is not smiling, this Gestapo-like figure looked at the dozen or so prisoners who had just entered, and all the guys who were targeted by him lowered their heads timidly, who dared to look at this living Hades. "Brothers have worked hard, let people put it here, let's go and rest on it!" After giving an order to a few guards, a dozen shirtless men next to him stepped forward one after another and began to take over the prisoners.

"Let go of me! What a mistake I made! I was wronged, you can't do this, I was wronged! "A young prisoner wriggled his body, looked around with terrified eyes, and saw someone come up and grab his arms, and screamed in fright, but the hard-hearted jailers would heed the cries of these guys, and a crisp slap immediately shut the guy's mouth." What went wrong? Well? Hey, you've made a big mistake! It is your fault that you dare to conspire against the Great Chief! With a snakeskin whip in one hand, King Huyan paced in front of a group of prisoners who had been put on the rack, and struck his hand with the whip, "You ungrateful maggots! I don't want to think about who rescued you from the zombies in the first place! Who is it that teaches you to fight, who is fighting on the front line without white or black! "When it comes to doing political work, King Hu Yan is not even worthy of giving Wei Zhongshu a foot, but when it comes to talking about morality in the rivers and lakes, this underworld thug of the year is not ambiguous at all, and in the face of right and wrong, it is often these people in the rivers and lakes who are more sober, if it weren't for the common saying of the ancients: Every time you slaughter dogs, you are more readers. Seemingly stupid people are often more discerning between right and wrong than those who are so-called smart, and this Hu Kuishan is just such a character. "Look at you, what are you guys! Yes? The great leader has worked so hard to raise a group of white-eyed wolves like you! As soon as he was excited, King Hu Yan couldn't help but raise his voice, and immediately drew the attention of a few night wolves who were eating next to him to him. Seeing that those werewolves with bloodshot corners of their mouths were staring at him with green eyes, even King Hu Yan restrained his anger, and that sentence just now was tantamount to committing a werewolf's taboo - no one likes to use the term white-eyed wolf, especially in front of a group of werewolves! "Big brothers! The little brother knows it's wrong! Please bear with me, bear with me! Hu Kuishan, who was scared out of a cold sweat, made a series of compilations, playing haha, and only then did he pacify a few werewolves.

Wiping the cold sweat on his head, Hu Kuishan turned around and continued to face the group of prisoners with gloomy faces, "I advise you, if you realize your mistakes, quickly admit your mistakes, and explain what you know clearly!" The great chief is kind-hearted, and maybe, if you honestly explain your crimes, he will be happy and exempt you from responsibility. It's impossible to get you to go back to be soldiers again, but you can also go back to your family, and it's not bad to be a logistics staff in An'an! At the very least, it's good to survive! Hu Kuishan's eyes flashed with cunning, constantly walking in front of a group of prisoners, trying to find one or two cowardly and afraid of death from the middle, his experience told him that if you want a good confession, the first task is to find a weak character to use as a breakthrough! As long as you use some means to intimidate the minds of these guys, you are not afraid that they will not recruit! He has long been familiar with these things, you know, those days of squatting in the kiln were not in vain!

"You don't even want to say anything, do you? It seems that my efforts have been in vain. There's no way around it, you forced me! Smiling coldly, Hu Kuishan's eyes became a slit, and the appearance of a cruel look indicated that this Hades was ready to enter the brink of rampage, "You, you, you!" Pointing to the three prisoners, "Hang them up for me!" Punishment awaits! "Obey! Brothers, put these guys on the shelf! The adjutant on the side scolded loudly, so that a group of big men took action, carrying the stove and the hinge of the hinge, and worked hard for a while, and finally pressed a few unlucky ghosts to the torture rack. On the red stove, Hu Yan picked up a soldering iron, carefully placed it on his face less than fifteen centimeters to check it, the red evil light set this murderous guy off the hideous, sneering, this Hades walked up to a prisoner, "You let me have no choice!" Then send me all to hell! Hit me hard! Lift their leather pockets for me and put salt in them! The terrible howls began to play one after another, a group of men full of excitement started the whip, each whip is full of ten percent of the strength, the toughness of the whip is also a bite of the flesh, less than a dozen times, a group of prisoners were beaten to the devil crying wolf howl, the skin is open! But this did not arouse the sympathy of any of the jailers present, and adhering to the words and deeds of King Hu Yan, these black-hearted fellows all changed into new whips dipped in salt water, and continued to torture!

Listening to the wails of these prisoners as they were tortured, King Huyan watched with excitement until the tip of his nose was oily. Speaking of the hardships that this guy has endured in prison, it can't be finished for a few days and nights, but that kind of painful experience has become his proud capital, but all underworld characters who have squatted in the bitter kiln and are not dead are like this, and they always have to get worse when they come out! Hu Kuishan, who had been tortured by all kinds of tortures, had already been twisted and perverted in his heart, in his ears and mind, the painful howls of those tortured were as beautiful as the sound of heaven, in his own words, that is, if he couldn't hear the screams of others suffering and tortured for a long time, he wouldn't even be able to eat half a bowl of food! No matter how good the rice wine is, it is as bitter and tasteless as the yellow soup potion in the mouth!

"Boys, hit me hard! Don't ask for something, don't fucking want to rest! Don't you usually complain that Lao Tzu doesn't give you a good face! Didn't you privately scold Lao Tzu for being a lord of Hades? Well! With an aggressive momentum, King Hu Yan drew his pistol and loaded it viciously, "Listen to me carefully!" I'll have to get the confession that the big chief wants tomorrow morning!" Who the fuck dares to be soft and dare not to do things with care! Lao Tzu will collapse whom! Whoever is the first to complete the task, Lao Tzu will reward him with ten jars of good wine! "Coercion and temptation are compulsory courses for every superior, and Hu Kuishan is very familiar with this, and it is not in vain that he has been in the underworld for so many years.

Fighting was raging in the temporary torture chamber of the warehouse, and suddenly, several night wolves became restrained, and they slowly turned back into human form, but the agents were careful to mask themselves so that others would not see their true faces. A black giant dog jumped and ran into the warehouse, not angry, the night wolves knelt on the ground, and the person who came was Zhang Jiaming's guardian - Da Hei, this giant fierce dog has become more and more powerful, reaching the peak of the level 3 mutant beast, it is covered with black hair, like black pearl-like eyes looking down on the crowd here, just like a goshawk looking at a group of groundhogs, there is no need to order, together with Hu Kuishan, the jailers followed and knelt down all over the ground. When the big black arrives, the big leader is not far away.

Sure enough, several guards appeared at the door of the warehouse, moving in unison, without a trace of mud and water, which deeply showed the difference of these elites, and even the soldiers of the Praetorian Guard Battalion lowered their heads in awe, not daring to look at them. Tonight's big boss is still dressed up as before, but he has a cute little girl on his hand - Zhang Jiaming's goddaughter Zhang Wenwen! With a puzzled inquiry, Hu Kuishan hurriedly got up, and walked forward with a smile on his face to greet him: "Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang, thank you for coming, yo, this is not our little princess!" Hey, look at you, don't come and say a word to the brothers in advance, so that we can prepare, at least we have to prepare some pears for Princess Wenwen or something, so as not to let the brothers of the other teams laugh at our torture room for not knowing the rules and being childish, hehe. "Don't look in the mirror to see the sweat on your face, Hu Kuishan knows, the more dirty he is, the more he can show that he is working tirelessly on the front line of work, and the more he can get the appreciation of his master, he is the kind of person who is very good at observing words and feelings, as early as several meetings, he put Zhang Jiaming's pulse, knowing that the big leader likes doers! And not those guys who only know how to play tricks and don't do anything. "How's it going? Call uncle" Zhang Jiaming smiled warmly, did not see the slightest displeasure, and did not forget to let Wenwen call out, "Hello uncle!" Wenwen shouted obediently. Hey, hey! Wenwen is so good, Wenwen is so good! Uncle will ask someone to get you toys later, and there are delicious pastries! Hey, you guys, go and inform the guys up there and let them get something to eat! Get me the best! With a smiling face, this oily-looking man continued: "Things are not very good, brother, the first few guys were whipped to death by me, and now the guy who just sent him has a stiff mouth, I think, is it a little more ruthless?" "It's hard to do? Well? Zhang Jiaming hugged Wenwen and slowly walked down the steps, the torture room was full of sweat and blood, but Wenwen did not show the slightest timidity, but watched excitedly everywhere, those hanging pork hooks with fresh blood, the iron chains that had just dried up for a short time, the long whip dipped in salt water mixed with flesh and blood, and the soldering iron that had become dark red, all of them were seen by this child who had just turned five, "Dad, are these all used to beat people?" Wenwen pointed to a chain that had been used to lock the bones of the robbers, the torture instrument had just been taken from a dead prisoner, and was still dripping red blood on the ground. Baby, see clearly! That's right, these are for the bad guys! "In the end of the world, anyway, these children have already seen what they should see and what they shouldn't see, if it makes them become good babies who don't understand anything, it is better to let them know the world around them as soon as possible and mature early, with this point of view, Zhang Jiaming didn't ask Qin Zaixi's father, let alone discuss it with Li Juan, so he took his goddaughter to the front line to teach directly. Looking at the face of this immature child, Zhang Jiaming's heart was surging like a ** outside. Wenwen, you and I are Zhang Jiaming's daughter, in the future, you will inherit my mantle and continue to fight for the cause that I may not be able to complete! Child, I don't know when I will die on a battlefield, and if I am defeated and die, who will protect you? The crockpot does not break from the well, the general will inevitably die in battle, his fate is not clear, and he can't be pinned on Yang Feifei's holy daughter's foreshadowing, knowing that his current situation is just walking on thin ice Zhang Jiaming has long been enlightened, this battle, the young army is sure to fight with himself to the end, he is not afraid of those ordinary human beings, he is afraid of the incarnation of the black-clothed King Yalu. From Yang Feifei's mouth, it can be known that that guy's skills are very weird, almost on par with Zhang Jiaming! If it weren't for the capture of a few captives and the clan leaders who reported to him, he would not have been able to know if he would have been overshadowed by this Yalu King in the next battle array! With a superhuman intuition about life and death, Zhang Jiaming also felt the fragility of his own forces, to put it bluntly, the driving force for the entire force to glue together is himself, as long as Zhang Jiaming lives for one day, then these subordinates will obediently work hard according to their own instructions, but what if they die? Who has such a strong force as him to convince the public? Alexander the Great is a good example! Knowing that this kind of thing has happened more than once in history, Zhang Jiaming doesn't want to repeat the mistakes of the ancients, tonight, it is a very good teaching time!

"Are those uncles all bad people?" Wenwen flashed her big eyes and looked at the few bloody prisoners under the torch illumination in confusion, "Yes, they are all very bad people, they want to kill Dad, Grandpa, and Aunt Li Juan!" They want to snatch your toys, take away your clothes, and leave you without delicious candy! They also want to dig up grandma's grave! Viciously slandered, Zhang Jiaming would not give these prisoners any chance to refute, but a prisoner just raised his head, Yan Yin on the side pulled out a long whip at a speed that was indiscernible to the naked eye, with a bang, the prisoner screamed, most of his ears were ruthlessly cut off, and blood quickly gushed out, splashing the jailer on the side of the head and face, before the scream settled, Yan Jin went up and kicked the big kick, and kicked the poor guy directly to the dumb voice, covering his stomach and lying down, only the dry howl in his mouth remained. Wenwen had never seen such a terrible scene, she was so frightened that she covered her eyes, Zhang Jiaming gently pulled away the child's little hand, "Don't stand in the way, keep watching, baby, in the future, you will come here every day to play with Uncle Hu, take classes together, listen to him, and study hard?" Got it? In the end, it was a child, I couldn't see others suffering and being bullied, and a little tears began to flow out of the corners of Wenwen's eyes, "Baby, do you love Dad?" "Hmm! Wenwen loves Daddy! Nodding firmly, but the tears still flowed down uncontrollably, sighing, Zhang Jiaming wiped away the tears for the child, "But your appearance makes Dad very sad, Dad is very sad!" Zhang Jiaming pretended to be uncomfortable, "Why! Dad, Wenwen is very obedient! The girl hugged Zhang Jiaming's neck in surprise and said, "Listen, baby, Dad may go to a far, far away place one day, maybe soon." "Far away? How far away? Wenwen blinked her eyes in confusion. More than a dozen prisoners secretly raised their heads and looked at this demon's daughter, they all knew that if they wanted to live, they had to please this kind child, but the current thing is very clear, this terrible butcher is transforming his angelic daughter into his kind step by step! With frightened and helpless expressions, the prisoners did not dare to cry out for grievances - there was already an example ahead! "Anyway, it's far away, a place that only grandpa and grandma would go!" "What about grandparents? Will they come to see Wenwen? "The problem of childishness continues, Zhang Jiaming knows that he can't be angry, he must patiently enlighten the child." Listen, baby, Dad won't be able to see Wenwen again, and Wenwen won't be able to hold Dad for candy. Do you want something like this to happen? Baby? As he spoke, the emotional Zhang Jiaming's voice began to choke, and the little sisters Yanjin and Yanyin on the side leaned over, hugged their lovers from both sides, and gently put their heads close to the body that was trembling because of excitement. "Dad, are you crying?" Wenwen sensibly took out her handkerchief and wiped away her tears for Zhang Jiaming, "Dad loves you, Dad can't bear you!" Zhang Jiaming hugged the child firmly, let her close to his chest, sniffing the child's milk, Zhang Jiaming felt a little better, "Wenwen will not leave her father, and her father promised that Wenwen will not leave Wenwen!" Right! After a while, Zhang Wenwen hugged Zhang Jiaming's bearded cheeks, "No, dad won't, dad will love you forever!" Zhang Jiaming suddenly said in a panic, the child's pure eyes made him suddenly like a lightning strike, and an uncontrollable self-blame suddenly emerged - what am I doing? Let a cute child become an executioner with bloody hands just like himself? No, no, I just want him to be strong, for her future, for the continuation of humanity! I must train her to be my own successor, a queen who will completely inherit my will! A voice rings in my head - sacrifice an innocent girl for the sake of your personal kingdom? Turn him into a ruthless killer? Let him indulge forever in the bloody end times? You're lying! You're committing a crime! No, no, I didn't, I saved most of the humanity here, and I was their savior! I am a messenger of God! I am Lord Mauato, under the command of King Aru! I am a great oracle! I'm not wrong, it's the zombies who eat people, they are the ones who ruined our home! Killed our loved ones! That's right, it's all them! Now I'm going to fight them, but those damn people are holding me back, so I can't be distracted from fighting! They must be killed, all killed, not a single one left!

No one knows, the pain in Zhang Jiaming's heart, and no one can guess that the big leader is fighting between heaven and man at this moment!

"Yes, child, for our sake, for the sake of your beloved aunts and uncles, you must learn to recognize those who are bad and those who are good!" Zhang Jiaming hugged the child tightly and continued to walk forward, "Look at these bad guys, look, they will all lie to you, but Dad won't lie to you!" They will pretend to give you something delicious and then take him away! Zhang Jiaming continued to bewitch his goddaughter, "If they all die, Dad won't leave Wenwen, right?" Wenwen suddenly asked thoughtfully, God is pitiful! Zhang Jiaming is waiting for this sentence!

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