Bang!

A loud slap on the table sounded.

"What did you say!? You repeat!? Frannie yelled at Uncle Song in front of her, regardless of her image.

Uncle Song said calmly, "The torture blade was taken away by the prison police department of the Seven Killings Division, and the crime is intentional homicide. ”

Hearing this, Frannie got up directly from her seat, and said with an extremely gloomy face, "Murder? Although the Torture Blade is easy to kill, it is definitely not the kind of reckless murderer. ”

Uncle Song nodded and said truthfully, "I heard that Sparker found out that the torture blade killed Zhang Yatou, and finally bumped into Khakassas while pursuing. ”

"Spark!? That shit!? Frankie's beautiful face was a little distorted.

After a few seconds of dead silence in the office, Franny hurried out the door and said, "No, I'm going to get him out!" ”

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Deng Heng standing at the door.

"Uncle Deng, torture him..."

Deng Heng nodded calmly and said, "I know, don't worry." ”

Seeing Deng Heng's appearance, Frannie's anxiety gradually subsided, and she took a deep breath and asked, "Is there anything Uncle Deng can do?" ”

"You and I can't do anything about this, once we do. It's easy to draw other people's attention to the blade. ”

"So what to do?"

"Wait! Torture Blade is not stupid, he is very smart. This matter must be solved by himself. ”

"What if it can't be solved?"

"That means that his value is only these, and it is not enough to attract our attention to him."

The Seven Killings Division has two or three headquarters in Apocalypse City. One is the training headquarters in Donglin District, the other is the arbitration headquarters in Tianyang District, and the other is the supervision and police headquarters in Lianggan District.

And in the entire Seven Killings Division, the most frightening thing is this prison police department.

The area of the Prison Police Department is remote, and it can be said that it is located in the northernmost part of the entire Apocalypse City. The headquarters is located in the middle of a large lake, and the only connection to the outside world is a wide steel bridge.

Blade's hands and feet were shackled, and his spirit and weapons were confiscated. Sitting beside Torture Blade and escorting him were Lin Yun and Quis.

"Where are you taking me?" Torture Blade asked calmly, a pair of dark eyes that looked so innocent.

Quiss asked strangely, "You don't know what the Prison Police Department does?" ”

Tortureblade shook his head and said, "I don't know. ”

Lin Yun explained, "It is a place used to hold prisoners and interrogate prisoners, a place where a group of hellish demons live. ”

After listening to the explanation, Xing Blade still said calmly, "I didn't kill Zhang Yatou, she was already dead when I went." ”

Lin Yun and Quesi glanced at each other, and then Quesi asked, "Then you say, who killed Zhang Yatou?" ”

"I don't know, it's a human in golden armor. He used the corpse of Zhang Yatou to hatch the disaster. Tortureblade calmly recounted what he knew.

After hearing this, a trace of horror flashed in their eyes.

Sitting in front of him, Khakassia looked thoughtful.

"This isn't the first time I've seen it, I saw it yesterday. But I don't know the man I killed yesterday, and I didn't smell that disgusting sour smell at the time. ”！！！！

After hearing the words that seemed to be talking to himself, the three of them were shocked in their hearts.

"Sour? Did you smell the sour smell today? Khakassas asked, turning his head back and staring at the Blade.

In the face of Khakass's gaze, Tortureblade still said flatly, "Well, this kind of sour smell has happened to me before, and it is a very disgusting disaster. The old hunter said that when he encountered it in the future, it would be the highest priority hunting target. ”

"What kind of disaster is that?" Khakassia asked in a deep voice. Lin Yun and Quisi also held their breath and listened quietly.

"The old hunter called him the Festering King, one of the four kings of calamity."

The three of them looked at each other, then Khakassia turned back to the driver and yelled, "Hurry up!" Take us to the autopsy! ”

The Police Department is a 60-storey cylindrical building that looks like a giant pillar.

Below the sixty floors, there are eighteen floors underground, and the depth extends all the way to one hundred and twenty meters underground.

At this time, the torture blade is on the basement floor, undergoing "interrogation".

Syllable!

The steel wire was braided, and the whip with a barb slammed into the body of the torture blade, and the fat executioner asked with a distorted face, "Did you kill the person?" ”

The torture blade's body was placed on a cross, and he reluctantly looked down at his bloody body, the piercing pain constantly stimulating his spirit.

Such interrogation lasted half an hour. Tortureblade still hasn't figured out why these people are abusing themselves like this.

Syllable!

Again, Torture Blade felt like his chest was about to crack. But even the pain still didn't change the calm on Torture Blade's face.

"Why are you hitting me?" Torture Blade asked in a calm tone, as if the body he had just been beaten was not his.

"Hahaha" The fat man was asked by the torture blade and smiled.

The stout hand stroked the blood stains on the steel whip, and said with a hideous expression, "Why?" It's simple, because someone wants you dead! ”

Torture Blade tilted his head and asked, "Who?" ”

"I want you dead, how?" Sparky walked in with an arrogant face.

The fat man saw Sparky come in and stepped aside respectfully.

Torture Blade looked at the young man who had just reversed right and wrong, and asked, "I don't know you." ”

"You don't need to know, you just need to know. With Frankie's slut, there's no good end. Sparker pinched Tortureblade's chin and said in a dark voice.

Hearing this, Tortureblade suddenly remembered Cold, who had his arm cut off that day.

Then, Tortureblade felt as if Spark's appearance had been seen somewhere, carefully. The middle-aged man in the wilderness came to his mind.

"Are you enemies with Deng Heng and Frannie?" Torture Blade asked calmly.

Sparker was very upset with the calm on Tortureblade's face, so he punched Tortureblade in the face and shouted, "Of course it's the enemy!" I want to kill them both now! ”

Torture Blade didn't care about the pain on his face, let the blood stay, and nodded thoughtfully, as if he understood something.

Seeing that the torture blade was still so calm, Sparker was immediately furious, and casually picked up the steel whip in the fat man's hand and slammed it on the torture blade's head.

The scalp of the torture blade was cracked, and blood was pouring out.

Tortureblade felt his head dizzy, and his eyes flickered and darkened.

"Hahaha! Don't you see! Don't you see! That's what happened to that slut who followed Frannie! Sparky yelled at the Blade.

He shook his head, barely reluctantly clearing his consciousness. Tortureblade lifted his bloodied face, looked at Sparky calmly, and said, "The hunter remembers you, the hunter will kill you." ”

"Hahaha, I heard you right, right? Kill me? Sparky sneered at Torture Blade, but the joy of the victor was offset by Torture Blade's calm expression.

The more he looked at the blade, the more unhappy Spark, his crazy eyes gradually fell to the metal horns of the blade's forehead.

Knocking on the horn of the torture blade, he sneered, "I heard that the metal horn of the lowly breed was implanted before the age of five. As we age, the nerves in the brain grow into metal horns. If the metal horns are torn open, the lowly breed will feel the horror pain of having their heads split. ”

The torture blade raised his eyelids slightly, and three forehead lines formed on his forehead, and said calmly, "I won't let you die very happily, I will cut off your flesh piece by piece." ”

Sparky listened with a sinister smile, then put his hands down on the two horns of the torture blade, and slowly squeezed it tightly, "I'll wait." ”

Click...

With both hands, break the metal horns that are fixed to the skull directly. The flesh on his forehead was torn open, and the blood in his brain splattered Spark's face.

"Hahaha! Scream! You're called! Sparky yelled as he cracked.

The horns were torn apart, the blue tendons on the forehead of the torture blade burst out, and the whole body was constantly convulsed and twisted, and a large amount of sweat mixed with the blood from the body.

As Sparker said. The pair of metal horns have been with the torture blade for seventeen years, and the nerves of the brain have grown into the metal horns for seventeen years. This rough break made Torture Blade feel like his head had been split open by an axe.

"Damn it! Shout! Scream! Beg for mercy! Please, I'll let you go! Sparker shouted with a hideous face.

Although he felt his head being torn open with brute force, the torture blade was still silent and calm.

A will as strong as steel urges the soul of the indestructible blade. Beneath the blood, a pair of eyes as black as an abyss stared at Spark, without any expression or words.

Like a supreme hunter with his prey on his eyes, no amount of suffering can stop him from completing the hunt.

The base of the metal horn was torn off alive by Spark, along with the skin and polyps from the blade's head. The wires that had been wrapped in human tissue were directly torn off, and the wriggling brains could be clearly seen as the two terrifying blood holes spurted blood.

A massive amount of blood splattered Spark's body. The intense pain made Torture Blade's head go into a trance for a while, and he could pass out at any time.

"Kill! I'll kill you! I'll kill you! "In a trance, reason is suppressed, and the blade of torture in instinct finally erupts into the natural human emotion - resentment.

"Hahahaha! Kill me? The tone of the cheap seed is really big. Do you think you're strong? Think you'll be invincible if you defeat the moon? It's ridiculous, and I don't look at how virtuous you are. Just facing me, my hands trembled in fright, I couldn't hold my weapon, and you still wanted to kill me? What a dream! Sparky said happily.

But the trance only lasted for a moment. The steel-like soul instantly controlled its instincts, and said calmly in a weak tone, "People like you are not qualified to be my prey. One day, I will slaughter you. ”

"Cheap seeds!!" Sparky was furious at this time. Because he found that he couldn't find any sense of conquest and accomplishment in this expressionless lowly species.

Enraged, Sparker slammed his hands around the Blade's neck, looking like he was going to squeeze the Blade to death.

"Young Master! I can't help it, that guy from Khakassia can't let him die by name! The executioner on the side panicked.

Spark's face twisted and yelled, "Afraid of what? What is a low-level pariah afraid of? Annoyed me, I can let Khakassia die at any time! ”

The feeling of suffocation spread throughout his body, and Torture Blade felt like his brain was messed up. The logic in the brain is extremely chaotic, and even the memory is broken.

"Spark, are you looking for death!?" At this moment, a cold, vicious voice suddenly sounded.