There can be no wicked people in this world.

But the worst thing about a person who is full of evil is not that he does many evil things. But after doing evil things, he was still able to take a good time, and said calmly: I did the evil thing, how can you watch it.

It's scary. I don't realize that I have done something that people and gods are angry about, and I even feel that it is very common for me to do evil things.

Just like these people now, in the prison cell, in front of the county honorable.

These people are like this, the daughter of the Wang family is dead when she dies, and she is toyed with by us. Now that we've been captured by you, that's it, love whoever you want.

Of course, the county lord was furious, slammed the table and scolded them for being inhumane and going to eighteen layers of hell after death.

They sneered: "Twenty-eight layers of hell or not, if you enjoy it when you are alive, it will be worth it in this life." ”

"Punish me!" Huo Ran, the county lord, stood up and shouted.

The instruments of torture came up.

The cells in Bazhong City are not actually terrifying, because prisoners are rarely punished harshly. This is the characteristic of the county's lordship, and the county's lord does not like to use heavy punishments. Those who can not be sentenced will not be sentenced, those who are old will not be sentenced, those who are likely to cause lifelong disability will not be sentenced, those whose cases have not yet been decided will not be sentenced, and it may be that there are special reasons for the prisoner not to be sentenced...

Anyway, in the rules of interrogating prisoners by the county lord, it is a matter of great caution to put torture tools on prisoners, and it is easy to never use torture instruments.

But today, the county lord said something that the jailers had never heard from the county lord: the great punishment is served!

The soldering iron, a well-known torture instrument, was the first to come on the field, and the burning iron-red soldering iron, under the emotionless eyes of the jailer Mu Ran, slowly approached the face of the bandit led by him.

Thorn la la...

The bandits shouted loudly.

It wasn't that he wanted to scream, he wanted to suppress the pain and not want to scream, but he couldn't control his throat at all.

The tuba sounded three times, and then the bandit sneered: "Following ... Go on..."

Then there are the iron brushes.

As the name suggests, this iron brush is not a hair brush on the brush, but iron needles. That's how it was played, dipped in chili pepper water, and then brushed on the meaty part of the prisoner's body.

As soon as you brush it down, even the blood skin will turn over. The pepper water is then poured over the skin, which will make the pain of the wound a few more heights.

Before the first brush was finished, the bandit leader fainted in pain.

The jailer had no choice but to stop and splash water in the face of the bandit leader, waking him up. After the bandit leader woke up, he continued to brush.

The second brush was on the bandit's back, and the pain was nothing. This third brush was on the bandit's chest.

Because the bandit leader has eaten well for a long time, he has meat on his chest, and his belly is slightly bulging, which is a typical physique that can only be had by eating meat and drinking alcohol regularly.

This brush, it hurts even more.

The bandit leader shouted indiscriminately, and he didn't know what he was shouting, but it was by no means a begging for mercy and admitting his mistake. Because his eyes were full of disdain when he looked at Lord Xianzun.

At this time, the county lord was also a little relieved to see that the bandit leader was so kind and able to withstand torture so much.

This tone must not be known to the people next to you. He can only understand it silently.

This was negotiated between the county lord and the leader of the Iron Head Gang. Let the Iron Head Gang send a group of dead soldiers as the victims of the Iron Head Gang in this case. Let these people take the blame.

From the time and place of the arrest, it was all discussed in advance between the county lord and the gang leader.

Lord Xianzun had been worried that these dead soldiers were not tough enough, and if he leaked his mouth and told the truth, then he, the county honorable, would commit suicide on the spot to apologize. Wonderful Pen Court

But now, everything is working out well.

Especially this bandit leader, under torture, he didn't have a single look begging for mercy, and what he showed was completely a murderous person who didn't blink an eye, and would not take the case he had done in his eyes at all, nor did he take the county government in his eyes at all, and he was a real heinous criminal.

The county is very, very, very satisfied!

But what he showed on his face was very, very hateful: "Keep brushing!"

Brush to your chest again.

A sharp needle pierced the skin, pierced into the bone, and brushed from top to bottom.

"Ahh

The county lord secretly said in his heart, 'Hold on to my brother, I can't stand my brother', but he said: "Such a mad person, no matter how heavy the torture is! You torture me fiercely, starting from this head first, and then slowly starting one by one." ”

"Yes, sir. The jailer complied.

Lord Xianzun walked out of the dim and oppressive cell, stood in the sun, looked up at the sky, and sighed slowly.

The little officials in the house, except for two people, are all his henchmen. Even if these people tell the truth now, although he has a problem, it is not a big problem.

After all, there is a person who is the confidant of the county lord.

Whether the county lord was also bought by the Iron Head Gang, the county lord is not sure for the time being, but the only thing that can be determined is that if the county lord knows that he is the one who was bought by the iron head gang, the county lord will not denounce him.

Because the county lord has a handle in his hands.

It is precisely because of this that the county has not been able to be transferred to another place for so many years.

If you have a handle, the county will not dare to do things in a mess, and if you have this handle, it will definitely be better than transferring a new county to it.

The county lord has made it clear that as long as I am promoted, you will be free.

But among those jailers, there is another person, the henchman of the master bookkeeper.

The lord of the book, the county honor, can't figure it out. Usually, the master of the bookkeeper has never hindered him in administrative work, and he has never been hindered by the county honor.

But to be on the safe side, of course, the best case scenario is that these bandits can withstand the torture and not reveal the slightest truth.

Lord Xianzun stood in the courtyard of the Criminal Department, in the sun, for a while before re-entering.

Torture has been inflicted on the sixth person. The first five people all fainted more than three times, and there was almost no good skin on their bodies.

"Give me a hard time!" "Xianzun sat down next to him and said sharply.

The soldering iron had just been pressed to the face of the sixth bandit, when suddenly, the bandit bit hard. The tongue was broken, blood spilled from the corners of the mouth, and the breath was cut off.

"Quick, pay attention to the rest of the people!" Xianzun was taken aback and immediately said.

The quick-witted jailer next to him immediately grabbed a few pieces of cotton cloth and stuffed all the remaining seven or eight people who had not yet been tortured into their mouths to prevent them from biting their tongues and committing suicide early if they were reminded.

It's a very difficult thing to bite your tongue and commit suicide.

Ordinary people simply can't do it. Because the pain of biting the tongue is very intense.

Only a true outlaw can be ruthless.

An ordinary person, when he is very afraid, the only thing he will do is to keep admitting his mistakes and kowtowing, and he does not dare or have the strength to commit suicide.

Unless the heart is strong, unless the will to die is firm.