Chapter 21: Torture and Flogging
In the dim light, the whip slashed through an afterimage, and with the whistling sound of breaking wind, it landed heavily on Wang Qi's chest. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
"Smack!"
The placket of his shirt was torn, revealing a red, swollen and bloody whip mark.
"Ahh
Wang Qi couldn't help but let out a cry of pain. These dogs even soaked their whips in salt water!
"Stop fighting! Village Chief Fang, Boss Fang, I really don't know what kind of skeleton monster you are talking about......" The newly changed sportswear has been drawn into a beggar's suit, and the skin of the entire upper body is crisscrossed with bloodstains.
In front of a small table opposite, Fang Weiqiang crossed Erlang's legs, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, and watched his subordinates be executed with interest while blowing tea foam, and after listening to Wang Qi's defense, he couldn't help but laugh with a sneer:
"Xiao Wang, be honest. It's December, and you don't feel cold in a single coat, of course, you say it's your health. So, you actually picked up a zombie's clothes to wear, hehe, don't look at me like that, because I knew the zombie you picked up when it was alive...... You can't seem to give me a good explanation for any of this, do you? ”
"I'm ......" Wang Qi's mind was spinning quickly, and he quickly found an excuse, but before he could defend himself, Fang Weiqiang on the other side interrupted him again.
"Of course, of course, you can also find a reason, anyway, I don't have direct evidence, you can say whatever you want......"
Speaking of this, Fang Weiqiang put down the teacup, and there was a chill in his tone, "However, now is the end of the world, I am not a court, and the evidence is meaningless." To find out if you're the skeleton monster, it's as simple as beating you to death. ”
"Either you can't stand up and show your original form, or you continue to be hard-mouthed, I will kill you and find a place to bury it, what if I kill someone by mistake? In today's world, no one cares about the life and death of such a small character as you......"
As if in response to Wang Weiqiang's words, several of his subordinates on the side laughed gloomily, and the one with the whip whipped even harder.
Wang Qi looked deeply at Fang Weiqiang, who picked up the teacup and tasted tea again, but this time he didn't make a sound. He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, letting the snake-like whip scrape the flesh off his body again and again, leaving pain deep into his marrow.
"Yo, Kuroko, haven't you had enough for dinner? The boss means to fight to death, look at your light hands, people are about to fall asleep by you! ”
Wang Qi was unexpectedly silent, and only the crisp sound of the whip colliding with the flesh was left in the small basement, and the strange silence made several men on the bystanders feel very unhappy, so someone soon picked it up.
"Made! You don't hurt! You don't hurt! You don't hurt! Lao Tzu didn't eat, Lao Tzu started very lightly! If you have the ability, you will endure Lao Tzu to death! I don't believe you're really silent! ”
The stout man named Kuroko was clearly enraged by the ridicule of his companions, and seeing that he was grinning with his teeth, it was obvious that he had even used up his strength to feed. The whip swung harder, and the salt water on the tip of the whip rose with blood, adding a bit of mottling to the walls and ground on the side.
However, even so, Wang Qi's eyes were still closed, and if it weren't for the occasional twitching of his facial muscles from the whipping, onlookers would even think that he had passed out.
When I spent all my strength to hit someone, I was beaten like a log, and it was definitely a very depressing thing to not react at all. It's like no one applauds when a singer sings, and no one laughs when a cross talk actor performs.
Finally, the black man stopped panting, but the next moment he bent down and lifted the iron bucket containing the salt water at his feet, and then a bucket of thick salt water poured the scarred Wang Qi.
Wang Qi's tightly closed eyes widened suddenly, and the countless wounds on his body were stimulated by the high concentration of salt water, and the pain had reached a level unimaginable to ordinary people, so that even his clenched teeth couldn't help but let out a low trill.
"Hahaha...... Finally can't take it anymore? Boy, I thought you were really iron! ”
Kuroko threw away the bucket and laughed very proudly.
Cold sweat mixed with salt water flowed into his eyes, sour and astringent, Wang Qi exhaled a long breath and closed his eyes again. At this moment, he had already classified the group of guys in front of him as a must-kill in his heart, but he was still thinking about another thing.
I was in a coma for more than three hours and ate dinner...... That is, it is already night.
Instead of defending against the impending army of the undead, these guys have time to toss themselves around. Could it be that those undead really went to Longqian Town? But why is there an increasingly urgent sense of crisis approaching in my heart?
Just when Wang Qi was still puzzled, and the strong man named Kuroko drank a glass of water and was about to raise the whip again, the door of the basement was pushed open with a bang.
"Brother Qiang! Brother Qiang! Something happened! There are a lot of zombies out there! Better!!! ”
A fat man with a shaved head rushed down the stairs with a rolling belt, and shouted with a pale face.
"What!?"
The teacup in Fang Weiqiang's hand shattered at his feet, and he stood up suddenly, his face full of disbelief:
"Damn, didn't you say that a large area of zombie collection was not found at all? Didn't you say that this bastard was scaring us? Where did those zombies come from? Are all of you pathfinders ****? ”
As early as the afternoon, he sent people to search all the way in the direction pointed out by Wang Qi. However, when he was about to approach the outskirts of Longqi Town, he didn't find a large group of zombies gathering, let alone the skeleton army that Wang Qi had been emphasizing.
However, with a cautious heart, Wang Weiqiang also arranged some people to do secret whistles in the area that had been cleaned up. But what is the situation now, without any warning, I was touched to the door by a large group of zombies?!
"Watch him!"
Fang Weiqiang glared fiercely in the direction of Wang Qi, leaving only the strong man named Heizi and leading the rest of the people to hurry upstairs.
As the iron door at the top of the staircase slammed shut, the basement fell into complete silence. The sweaty Kuroko shivered for some reason.
Seeing that Wang Qi still looked like he was going to die, he scolded and threw down the whip, sat down where Fang Weiqiang was sitting before, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it while blowing.
"These damn shit, it's like you can't kill them all, I'm damn it! What the hell is this......"
But he didn't notice that the moment he turned around, Wang Qi's lowered head suddenly raised, and then his pale lips, which were almost bloodless, suddenly drew a strange arc.
(It's the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon outside is so round and bright, I'm thinking about whether to add another chapter tonight...... Let's take a look at everyone's opinions first)