Seeing all this, the corners of Mo Wanjin's mouth hooked up a bloodthirsty smile.

She wants this dungeon to disappear into the world in five days!

This dungeon will be buried with the Shen family!

Mo Wanjin was tied to the wall by the guards, and the smell of blood filled Mo Wanjin's nasal cavity, which was extremely uncomfortable.

"Phew, if you offend Shen Gongzi, don't even think about coming out alive! You just wait to be 'served' by Shen Gongzi! The last guard to leave looked at Mo Wanjin gloatingly, and then slammed the door shut, and the entire dungeon became pitch black.

Mo Wanjin glanced at the iron chain that bound her, and urged her spiritual power to destroy it, but the material of the iron chain was too hard, and Mo Wanjin tried several times without success.

The first attempt to escape failed, and Mo Wanjin had no choice but to give up the idea of destroying the chain and begin to carefully observe the entire dungeon.

The dungeon was windowless, unventilated, extremely dark, and the smell of blood permeated the air.

There was no exit to the entire dungeon except for the gate.

Mo Wanjin urged her spiritual power to test the walls and floors one by one, and found that the walls were as hard as iron, and the floor was not as hard as the walls, but it was not something that Mo Wanjin could break through alone.

It seems that the only way to do it is to find a way to do it in the dungeon.

Mo Wanjin rummaged through the space bag and found fifty extremely small bombs.

Although it is relatively small, the power is amazing, and if it explodes, even the purple-level powerhouses can't dodge it.

The dungeon is hard, and it takes at least ten bombs or more to blow it up completely.

These fifty bombs were taken out of the general treasury of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and Mo Wanjin looked at Xiao at that time, and took them all away, wanting to use them for self-preservation, but he didn't expect them to be used here.

After a while, Shen Gongzi came in alone, with a cruel smile on his face.

"Yo, isn't this the ugly woman who kidnapped my personal servant that day? How did it get to this point? Tsk, look at you pathetic! Shen Gongzi walked up to Mo Wanjin and hooked Mo Wanjin's chin.

Mo Wanjin turned her head and ignored Shen Gongzi.

Shen Gongzi was annoyed and angry, and slapped him directly, but Mo Wanjin deftly dodged it.

Shen Gongzi didn't do anything to Mo Wanjin anymore, but walked towards those torture instruments and touched them one by one, the smile on his face became more and more intense.

When he closed his eyes, he could think of the pitiful appearance of this woman begging for mercy at his feet, and the hatred in his heart was even stronger.

"Say, which one should I use first? Do you first poke your eyes blind, or cut off your tongue first? ”

Shen Gongzi's words are extremely fluent, and he seems to have said them many times.

"What do you think?" Mo Wanjin said too calmly.

"Why don't you blind first?" Shen Gongzi picked up the bamboo skewer, lit a candle, and brushed the bamboo skewer on the flame, and everywhere the flame went, it turned black.

Mo Wanjin watched Shen Gongzi walk towards her with a bamboo stick, squinted, and turned her head away, as if she didn't want to accept it.

When Shen Gongzi saw this, his heart was even more happy, hide, hide, after a while, you won't be able to hide!

"But the little green third stage, you still want to hurt me?" Mo Wanjin said coldly.

Shen Gongzi was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously went to probe Mo Wanjin's strength, but found that he couldn't see anything, and immediately thought that Mo Wanjin had no spiritual power.

"You're just a piece of waste, and you dare to speak wildly? See if I don't poke you to death! Shen Gongzi raised his arm, and the bamboo stick stabbed hard at Mo Wanjin's eyes.