Wu Zhiyuan's hands were tied with hemp rope, and then dragged all the way, through the streets and alleys, and around the streets of Jinan City, while Zhang Dashuai rode a big horse in front of the team, his triumphant appearance seemed to announce to the people: This is the end of the person who offended Zhang Dashuai.

It wasn't until sunset that Zhang Dashuai announced the withdrawal of Mingjin's troops, at this time Wu Zhiyuan was so tired that his legs were sore, he couldn't run at all, and his hands and wrists were also strangled with red marks.

Zhang Dashuai led the crowd to stop in front of a villa, turned over and dismounted, walked in front of Wu Zhiyuan, sneered a few times, glanced at Wu Zhiyuan, turned around and walked towards the courtyard gate, the courtyard gate was white, and a servant had already opened the courtyard door to welcome Zhang Dashuai back to his home.

Wu Zhiyuan found out that this Dashuai Mansion is an extremely luxurious villa, the villa has a different shape from the Chinese architectural style, and the whole body is mainly based on white, and the east and west cannot see the edge, and the scale is not small.

After Zhang Dashuai entered the courtyard gate, the servant closed the door, and there was a sound of locking inside.

"Look at what? Walk! Adjutant Wang shoved Wu Zhiyuan violently and pushed him in the direction of the west.

After a while, Adjutant Wang led a few people to escort Wu Zhiyuan to a black iron gate, which was not high, but the whole body was covered with iron sheets, and it looked very solid. The two police guards at the door saw Adjutant Wang and hurriedly opened the door. Adjutant Wang beckoned to everyone behind him, and everyone pushed Wu Zhiyuan into the iron gate.

By the last afterglow before sunset, Wu Zhiyuan saw clearly that this was a separate courtyard, the yard was not large, far away from the main courtyard of the villa, the east side of the courtyard was planted with dwarf holly and poplar trees, and the white corners of the villa on the east side could be seen between the branches.

Wu Zhiyuan was escorted westward through a long corridor, there was an iron gate at the end of the corridor, and a huge iron lock was locked on the iron door.

The light inside was brighter than outside, for there was an iron stove beside the stone table inside, and in the furnace there were red-hot coals, and in the charcoal fire were several soldering irons, which were already burning red. Wu Zhiyuan found that this was originally a prison cell.

Several policemen who followed in cuffed Wu Zhiyuan's hands to a cross-shaped beam against the wall, and several of them laughed evilly, turned around and walked out of the cell, followed by a loud sound of the door closing and locking.

Wu Zhiyuan tried to pull the shackles on his two wrists, but found that he couldn't pull out his hands at all, the chains carried by the shackles were fixed in the wall, so even if his hands were detached from the beam, he couldn't break the chains. There was only a small window in the entire cell, the size of which could not be penetrated by a person, and there were several dense iron bars as thick as a thumb on the windows.

In this situation, it is absolutely impossible to escape from here, Wu Zhiyuan temporarily gave up the idea of escaping, and planned to wait and see what happened.

The stone table opposite was ten steps away from him, and the stone table was full of all kinds of strange torture instruments, Wu Zhiyuan looked around, and found that not only were there torture tools on the stone table, but the three walls opposite him were all hung with torture instruments of different sizes and shapes. Thinking of what Zhang Dashuai said at the inn, a chill suddenly rose in Wu Zhiyuan's heart.

I don't know how long it took, Wu Zhiyuan only knew that the light outside the window gradually changed from dim to dark, and there was a dead silence inside the cell, and there was no sound even outside. He was starving when the sound of the iron door suddenly being unlocked.

Wu Zhiyuan's heart tightened, and an ominous premonition swept through his body, could it be that he was going to be tortured to himself?

Sure enough, Zhang Dashuai's fat figure was the first to walk in, and there was a richly dressed and slender woman beside him, the woman held Zhang Dashuai's arm with one hand, and the water snake's waist twisted when she walked, which was very coquettish.

Adjutant Wang, who followed behind, brought a chair, and Zhang Dashuai sat on the chair and hugged the woman on his lap.

"Lao Tzu said at the time, as long as you don't destroy Lao Tzu's good deeds, you can choose any money woman." Zhang Dashuai said angrily, reached out and pinched the woman's thigh at the fork of the cheongsam, and the woman immediately let out a scream.

"Angered Lao Tzu, this is the end of today!" Zhang Dashuai changed his words and stared at Wu Zhiyuan coldly.

Wu Zhiyuan sneered in his heart, and turned his head to look at the window on the side. This handsome Zhang is by no means a philanthropic person, and it is impossible to beg him to be kind enough to forgive him. In this situation, I can only accept it and escape at the same time. The Maoshan faction has Taoist techniques such as invisibility charms and wall piercing charms, but Shigong has no detailed explanations in his notes, as if this kind of Taoism has long been lost, if you can know one or two, you may be able to save yourself in this situation now.

Just thinking about it, I heard Zhang Dashuai turn his head and ask Adjutant Wang, who was standing aside, "Adjutant Wang?" ”

The adjutant Wang made a standing posture and responded: "Yo! ”

"Gotta try our torture on this kid one by one, do you know what this kid has committed?" Zhang Dashuai turned his head and asked.

"This ......" Adjutant Wang scratched the back of his head, what he thought of was that Wu Zhiyuan had kidnapped Zhang Dashuai, could it be that he had committed this crime?

"Huh? You don't know? Zhang Dashuai asked in a long nasal voice, his words full of hints.

Adjutant Wang has been following Zhang Dashuai for some years, and he is naturally very familiar with his master's temperament and attitude, and when he heard this, he suddenly came to his senses: "Oh, my subordinates understand that this person is a remnant of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, ignoring democracy and intending to rebel!" ”

"Well, okay, let's get started!" Zhang Dashuai nodded with satisfaction, and his hands were not idle between answering this question, and he put his hands up and down at the woman sitting on her lap, causing the woman to scream, and Adjutant Wang and the people behind him seemed to be used to this, and they did not feel embarrassed.

Adjutant Wang replied "yes" and beckoned several of his subordinates to take down the torture instruments from the wall, and one of them walked towards Wu Zhiyuan with a sharp hook in his hand, smiling wickedly, and using the hook to hook Wu Zhiyuan's shirt.

The peachwood sword was behind Wu Zhiyuan, because the rope that tied the wooden sword happened to tie the jacket, so the jacket was not hooked by the hook, and the policeman pulled the hook violently and tore the clothes apart.

"Untie his wooden sword!" Zhang Dashuai roared muffled opposite Wu Zhiyuan.

The policeman answered, reached out and untied the wooden sword behind Wu Zhiyuan, and presented it to Zhang Dashuai.

Zhang Dashuai held the peachwood sword, looked at the sword body, and said with a slight mockery: "You said that this is not an ordinary peachwood sword, and it also pierced through zombies?" ”