The fire was getting hotter and hotter, the water in the bucket was gradually boiling, and Edmund's clothes had already been removed, and he was now red from the heat, but he still gritted his teeth and refused to beg for mercy. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The crowd that kept making noise just now will also be quiet, and it is the first time they have seen someone who can last in the pot for so long.

It doesn't take long for the water in this gasoline drum to turn into a pot of broth...

Dominique looked at the hard-mouthed Edmond and couldn't help but feel upset.

He doesn't feel much better than Edmund right now... He was addicted to drugs.

It's like it's crawling with ants, they're all burrowing into your skin, gnawing at your bones, devouring flesh, and itching.

Compared with Edmund, who was hot all over, Dominic's body was cold at this time, which can really be described as extreme.

The man in the raincoat seemed to see the clue and abandoned Edmund and walked over.

It's just this time, where are you going to find drugs for him?

"Boss, are you alright..."

The man in the raincoat frowned slightly and asked with concern.

Dominic waved his hand, signaling that he was okay.

In front of so many brothers, it was too shameless to be addicted to drugs, and Dominique had to hold on.

The man in the raincoat nodded in embarrassment, then looked back at Edmund.

This guy is really stinky and hard...

If it continues to boil, something will really happen, and the man in the raincoat calls for someone to extinguish the fire and carry Edmund out of the gasoline barrel.

Edmund couldn't stand still at all, and just knelt on the ground shaking constantly, and his body was still exuding heat.

If it weren't for the belief that death would have happened, who would have been able to hold on to that gasoline canister?

For Edmund, who was bent on death, the man in the raincoat had a little admiration at this time.

looked at Dominic beside him again, the latter's expression became more and more hideous at this time, and those who didn't know thought he was angry.

The man in the raincoat sighed secretly in his heart and said, "It's not too early, I don't think there will be results for a while, it's better to take this person back and interrogate him well." ”

"Well... Well..."

Dominique descended the steps, no longer holding on.

Now in his mind, he can't hold any Edmond, Li Fatzi, and Director Pierre at all.

The only thing he wanted now was a pinch of white powder... The sooner you get it, the better...

Now that the boss gave the order, everyone immediately packed up their things and prepared to return to the camp, and today's arrest operation was over.

"Hey, Boss..."

At this time, a man standing next to Dominic spoke.

This person is still wearing a model of Iron Man on the lower half of his body, and it is the Iron Man who stopped Edmund just now and was kicked away.

"Why don't you give him a 'standing punishment' and see how long this kid can last, what do you think?"

The Iron Man holds a grudge and is bent on revenge for Edmund's kick.

Dominic was almost on the verge of losing his mind at this point, and casually agreed without much thought.

This kind of thing is naturally done by the younger brother below, and the man in the raincoat helped Dominic to get into the limousine together. The Iron Man happily runs to command, and Edmund is soon put on a cargo truck.

Before Edmund could recover from the punishment of burning at the stake, he felt that it was dark in front of him, and he did not know where he was being imprisoned.

It was so narrow that it was barely able to move except for standing, and there was no extra space, only boundless darkness.

At this time, a familiar voice was heard outside.

"Hmph, tell you to kick Lao Tzu, and let you taste the taste of standing all the time without rest."

As soon as the steel man finished speaking, the cargo truck started up, jolting and not knowing where to go.

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Everything is so familiar.

Lyle walked through the elementary school building, looking at this all-too-familiar scene.

Not long ago, he was the owner of this place, and he almost died here.

Now, I'm back.

Just wait for Dominique to come to your door and it's over!

Lyle was very excited inside, walking aimlessly, with no one around him.

Even though he knew that there would be a fierce battle soon, even if he might die again, he still enjoyed the moment, the feeling of his heart pounding.

The man's husband should be like this, and he swears to be nine heavy!

What you have lost, you must take it back with your own hands!

When I looked up, I didn't know when I walked in front of my former bedroom.

According to what he knew about Dominic, the other party would definitely not live in another room.

This guy enjoys grabbing everything for himself, women, status, and even a room.

his own woman on his own bed in his former bedroom should largely satisfy Dominic's sick psychology.

I twisted the doorknob, and the lock was tight.

Lyle raised his hand and slashed at the handle with an axe, and with a slash, he flew up and the door of the room opened.

The room was dimly lit, and the curtains were tightly drawn, which was very much in line with Dominic's dark personality.

Except for the fact that the bed was a little messy, the whole room was cleaned up and not much different from when I lived by myself.

Lyle stood on the edge of the bed, unsure if Dominic had all his own women on it.

After a while, Lyle's face sank, and he turned and walked to his desk, groping under the table for a while, and soon an object fell into his hand.

It was a key, the key to the safe.

There was more than one key to the safe, and although it was unknown where Dominique had hidden it or had it with him, the spare key he had left was still there.

Lyle smiled contemptuously and turned around to open the safe.

Gently open the cabinet door, and a pile of things comes into view.

Lyle was overjoyed that everything was still there...

There were fewer guns and bullets, but fortunately there were still left.

Lyle took out the two remaining guns and examined them closely, and they were in good condition!

Filling up the bullets, Lyle then pocketed several boxes of bullets.

Lyle's face finally showed a hint of joy, and the chances of victory were much better after a while.

Finding what he needed, Lyle got up and was about to leave, the other things in the safe that might have been important to him at one time were all rubbish now.

Lyle was about to take a step when he swept away a bag of terrible things.

The white powder seemed to be magical, and Lyle couldn't take a single step.

Lyle, of course, was a drug addict, otherwise he wouldn't have collected these drugs.

In the days since he was kicked out of the camp, only the ghost knows how he survived.

The white powder seemed to be saying to him: There is still time, why don't you shoot it first?

A familiar feeling of coldness instantly spread throughout his body, and his body's reaction kept telling him, I need them!

Powder, tin foil, utensils, lighters, everything, just take them out, light them lightly, and you can taste the pleasure of the Creator again...

"Bang!"

After a long time, Lyle slammed the door of the safe shut, and walked out without looking back.

(To be done!) I took a few days off for the New Year, so !! ）