"This, this situation in your home is really complicated."

Ma Sore rolled his eyes, obviously unwilling to think about whether his words were an excuse or nonsense. Anyway, for the sake of gluttony, I can't just leave after eating, put on pants and don't recognize people.

In fact, the partridge really doesn't know what to do. The assigned object was beheaded, and the work could not continue; If you want to retreat, it is easy to enter Tianyin City this day, of course, because there is the carriage of the eldest princess as a cover, the city guards have no courage and courage to check at all, and it is not so simple to go out, and it may be a little naïve to describe it as difficult to fly with wings. What's even more helpless is that in the past two days, the news has already spread, and the coalition forces have retreated.

Is the war over? Ma Partridge wants to find a nurse on the street to kiss him in victory, but in addition to beggars on the street, they are still beggars.

As a sentinel, Ma Partridge has never even dreamed, and he doesn't know what an ideal is or what the value of life is. All he knew was that his whole life had changed since he met the Grand Duke.

It turned out that only others shouted and shouted at him, and even if he occasionally lost his temper, it was to those who were inferior. However, do you just stand guard until you die of old age? The appearance of Zhou Yu taught Ma Partridge to think.

He followed the Metropolitan Governor, understood many truths, and even realized for the first time how important knowledge is to people. He admires Zhou Yu because he knows a lot, has courage, and is courageous, but he is bold and careful; He admires Zhou Yu because he treats people generously, appoints people on the basis of merit, responds to requests, and leaves room for himself and others everywhere. Subconsciously, the word personality charm really took shape in Ma Partridge's heart.

Therefore, Ma Partridge always thought that as long as the Metropolitan Governor said one, it would definitely not be two, and as long as he made a move, there must be nothing that could not be done. Following Zhou Yu is the most correct thing he has ever done in his life, and there is no one. On several occasions, he even woke up laughing at night. This time he was ordered to come out, and Ma Partridge made up his mind that he must successfully complete the task and put gold on his idol's face.

The worship that comes from the side is the real worship, the kind of high or sissy milk dog, is self-masturbation.

"But I'll tell you, Brother Mazi. If you want to talk about this royal city, others don't know that I really have a way to send you in! ”

"What, really?"

"Do you think I'm a liar? Brother Mazi! ”

Ma Partridge's heart is full of joy, his heart has been longing for an opportunity, not to mention the counterattack of the little people, nor can it be said to be a step to the sky and get ahead, he wants to use practical actions to tell the Metropolitan Governor, I am your soldier, not a bad seed.

If he wants to go to the royal city, he wants to kill Cuo Ling. He knew that this was a dead end, and even if he could do it, he would definitely not have the life to go back. But for Ma Partridge, he has lived enough, and if he can die a little more meaningful, it will be perfect. What's more, now that there is no hope of withdrawing and joining up with the large army, is the war really over? The war cannot end! Otherwise, wouldn't the Metropolitan Governor's previous efforts be in vain?

The horse sores really did Ma Partridge a big favor, completely, without any discount. He directly denounced Ma Partridge, saying that this person came from an unknown place, and he still had outside food on him, that is, food that would not be rationed and supplied to ordinary people in Tianyin City at all. So, it must be a spy.

Because of the informant, Ma Sore also came back with three fine chestnuts, which was enough for him to eat for ten days. Well, a small action in exchange for so many returns, Ma Sores was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, and he couldn't help but praise Mazi for being a fool, and he didn't forget to feed me when he was dying.

Ben was expecting the partridge to get into a white-striped hole on the weak side of the royal city, but when he walked to the corner of the wall and looked back and saw the horse sores that ran away, he realized that it was a trap, but unfortunately it was too late.

Four or five city guards with big shoulders and round waists tied him up in three or two strokes, and threw him into the prison like a pig. Hearing that the spy was caught, the person who couldn't sit still took the initiative to ask for help, and couldn't wait to see how many heads and arms such a bold person was.

"Phew! Let me go! You trash! ”

Before he entered the last secret room of the prison, he heard someone scolding inside.

The corners of Tyre's mouth showed a hint of evil spirit, and he picked up a pair of iron lotus flowers from the pile of torture instruments at the door, and skillfully wore them on his left hand.

The scrawny prisoner in front of him couldn't match the angry roar he heard outside the cell, which made Tyre wonder a little, where did he get the confidence? Did the man give it to him?

"Oh? It's quite backbone! ”

The other party's face was full of no good places, almost all of them were black and brown, and the skin and flesh on his body were also soaked in various ashes and soil residues, obviously after the soldering iron scalded the meat, in order to prevent the prisoner from being infected or dying of pain, he simply used a soil method to help him relieve pain and reduce inflammation.

"Phew, you scum, you executioners!"

With a bang, the iron lotus slammed heavily on the ribs of the hemp partridge, which had no fat except for the skin, but those bones were not as stubborn as the owner, and they clicked a few times uncontrollably, and they all shattered and sunk inward.

The partridge's eyes bulged out in pain, his red pupils stared at Tyre in front of him, and he had a long mouth and a dry howl, but he couldn't say a word, obviously his ribs had been broken.

"Let me ask you, what did he ask you to come to Tianyin City for?"

Tyre smiled and beckoned behind him, signaling that he didn't need the jailer's help. Reaching out and picking up the hemp partridge's hair, he looked at his red eyes, looking for something in them.

"Come, come and kill you, kill you spirit dogs!"

"Kill me? Hahaha! ”

Tyre laughed so arrogantly that he didn't dare to laugh so presumptuously except in the dungeon, even in his own room. There were not only the eyes of the eagle falcon staring at him all the time, but also Tayla and others were looking for his horse's feet and handles, waiting for an opportunity to rush out of the dark corners at any moment and tear him to pieces.

"By the way, you demons, lackeys, despicable and shameless things, look at what the whole of Dubancia has become by you? The people of the Cuo Ling family, there is no good thing, and the people who can only sit in the position by licking the butt of the Fire King are not punished by everyone? Bah! ”

As soon as Tyre flashed, the bloody saliva spat out empty, and the partridge laughed, and suddenly coughed, coughed twice, and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

Blood trickled and ticked down the corners of his mouth, dripping to the ground, and the blood stains that had just dried up became active with the addition of these new friends, and the already brown color was bright red by three points.

"Pretty spine?"

Tyre reflexively walked to the torture platform, picked up a short axe and waved it in the air, shook his head unsatisfactorily, picked up another fire hammer and shook it, and walked over thoughtfully.

"People like you, dogs can't spit out ivory in their mouths, and I guess you don't know the answer to what I want to ask."

After saying that, Tyre inserted the fire drill into the blazing furnace next to it, and heated it repeatedly, and in less than a minute the drill bit was red and yellow, although it was not very sharp, but it was also terrifying.

"Hehe, phew!"

Tyre didn't guess wrong, the partridge he wanted to ask really didn't know, such as where the coalition forces had withdrawn, what Zhou Yu's next plan was, what weaknesses and disadvantages he had, and so on.

The partridge was just a sentry standing guard, and although he was very slippery, he was still a sentry.

"Well, I've heard a couple of scouts come back and say, 'His name is the Duke, isn't it? What a strange name. But anyway, who doesn't have some nature? All you have to do is say that the Governor will die, shout these five words, and I will spare your life!" ”

Tyre shrugged his shoulders and looked at the red-hot iron drill in his hand, casually gesturing the three-foot-long stick in the air.

"Haha, the Metropolitan Governor will win!"

When he heard the first few words, the corners of Tyre's mouth rose slightly, thinking that his trick had succeeded, and he could simply end this little life and continue to play a filial son outside Cuolingmen. But as soon as the last word came out, his face changed angrily.

"You—say—what?"

The iron chisel, which had been burned to a certain liquid state, stabbed through the broken ribs of the partridge. The smell of burnt flesh and his roar stimulated the palate and hearing senses of several of the jailers around him, two of whom moved their feet unnaturally, apparently a little alarmed by the cruelty.

Even if they all did this, the little prince in front of him was too cruel. Torture is torture, there is a whole set of conventional methods, the timid and afraid of death will confess if less than half of them are beaten, and the person who guards down is naturally what method you use, he will not say, that is, the person who begs for death.

Isn't it also torture yourself to torture him like this! But these inner words, the jailer dared not think or speak.

"You say it again? Did you just say something wrong? As long as you get it right, I'll give you a good time! ”

With a brush, Tyre pulled out the iron drill and brought out a miserable scream of the partridge, which should have been hot and stirred together.

"The Metropolitan Governor, must, must, must, win...

The partridge couldn't do it anymore, he couldn't hold on for a few minutes, his neck could no longer be supported, he could only be like a grass in a storm, trying to stand up, but he was forced to be pressed against the stone by the wind. The voice began to tremble and was as thin as a gossamer.

"You trash, you're !!"

Tyre brushed the ground and inserted the iron drill into the left side of the partridge's abdomen, quickly pulled it out and inserted it into his right chest, and so on and so forth, repeatedly, so that the jailer's frightened burning action continued for more than a dozen times.

The prisoner in front of him finally lost his breath, and it was impossible for him to say that he would win or die.

"Tyre, what are you doing?"

A shout of rage rang out in the corridor of the prison, and a series of hurried footsteps came from behind him, and the stove illuminated the outline of the man more and more clearly, and it turned out to be a woman.

"Sister, why are you here?"

"I ask you, what are you doing?"

Huanyu pushed Tyre away and stepped forward to inspect the death row inmate. He wasn't a death row prisoner, but he was dead.

"It's just a spy, he was arrested and tortured, but he didn't ask anything, he just died. What's all the fuss? ”

"What's all the fuss?"

Huanyu raised his hand and was about to give this uncompetitive brother a slap, but after a violent breath, he put it down again.

"Do you know that just because you and Taiira are so bloodthirsty and murderous, it will lead to a crisis in the entire empire? Do you know that? Although he is just a spy, he can patiently guide him and let him be used by me and influence the world! Do you understand? ”

The anger on Celestia's face turned into fierce words, but these seemingly unceremonious accusations were not even an itch in Tyre's boots.

"Is there anything else? It's okay, I'm leaving! ”

Tyre shrugged, didn't lift his eyelids, threw the iron hammer to the ground with a thud, turned and disappeared into the dungeon doorway.

Huanyu hurriedly turned around to investigate the prisoner's injuries, he no longer had a single intact piece of skin on his body, there were more than a dozen holes between his collarbone and his lower abdomen, some of which were black and black, and some of which were simply burned.

Since returning to Tianyin City, even though she has seen countless ways of torturing, abusing and killing people by Cuo Ling and her brothers, she still finds it difficult to accept this kind of living brutality and murder in front of her.

This person must not be able to be saved, so it is better to see what his last words are.

The eldest princess picked up a piece of linen cloth and dipped it in water, lifted his face and wiped it for him, trying to see what kind of person this was, and refused to say a word in the face of all kinds of torture, that person would die.

What she saw was just an ordinary pockmarked man.

"Hmm-"

The partridge still has its last breath.

"Y-Do you have anything to say?"

Huan Yu leaned his ear over, wanting to hear what his last words were, if he had a certain idea to try to convey it for him, even if it was to atone for the Cuoling family, it was one point to be able to do one point, and ten points to be able to do it was ten points.

"Uh-for, for, hate...

"What do you say? I didn't hear you. ”

"Sue, sue, great, capital, governor, for, freedom, revenge..."

After saying that, the partridge's head hung down, and there was no more sound.