readx;? After a while, Bishop Jerry and Mr. Stone rushed here, and there was nothing more important here than Meng Han's invitation to the City Lord's Mansion in the Golden City, and both of them quickly put down their work and ran over without stopping for a moment. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info (Niu Wen Novel ~ Net Novel)

"Thank you, Lord Bishop, Mr. Stone" Meng Han was quite polite to his own people. However, in this gloomy torture room, Meng Han's politeness always made people feel a little chilling.

"Please command" When they came here, neither of them dared to put up a shelf in front of Meng Han, and put on a low posture, waiting for Meng Han's orders.

"Lord Bishop, please cast a healing spell on this Mr. Angus, preferably to restore him to his normal state. Meng Han was not polite to Bishop Jerry, and ordered directly.

Bishop Jerry didn't say a word, he raised his magic wand and began to chant, and after a while, a white light shot straight from the top of the magic wand on Angus's body, and the bruised body that had been beaten by old Roger before began to recover rapidly. The bloody wound began to heal at a rate visible to the naked eye, and after a while, there was no sign of injury. If it weren't for the blood stains around him and the tattered clothes on his body, no one would have believed that this was a guy who had just been beaten and didn't have a piece of good meat.

Giving Bishop Jerry a thumbs up, Meng Han motioned for Angus to bring him a glass of water to cheer up. Then he left him alone, and turned to the old necromancer Mr. Stone, and discussed it very enthusiastically.

"Mr. Stone, I would like to ask you to come here and discuss a few questions with you. Meng Han's words made the old necromancer feel flattered, but he still listened to Meng Han's words very carefully.

"I would like to discuss with you what parts of the human body are most sensitive to the tolerance of pain. Meng Han's grinning words revealed a creepy message: "I think, as a necromancer, you have the most right to speak. ”

Angus next to him heard the words necromancer, and his body seemed to tremble unconsciously, and his hand holding the cup was a little unsteady, but he still stubbornly didn't say anything, just listened coldly.

"I have some experience in that. Mr. Stone smiled, understood what Meng Han meant, and said very cooperatively: "However, if some of our necromancer's methods are used, maybe he will never have a chance to speak again, I think this should not be in line with the requirements of adults." At most, it is necessary to use it again as a last resort. ”

"That's right" Meng Han listened to the old necromancer's words, and nodded helplessly: "You see, simply using a whip or a stick doesn't seem to be able to make Mr. Angus feel happy. Looks like I'm going to have to use something else."

As he spoke, Meng Han put on a thoughtful posture and began to recall the tortures he had heard of in his previous life. The first thing that came to Meng Han's mind was naturally some ancient Chinese names for torture.

"Beheading, splitting, beheading, skinning, cannon branding, disembowelment, intestine draining, Ling Chi. After saying a few names, Meng Han directly began to shake his head: "No, these will die immediately after using them, no, but Ling Chi seems to be able to try." ”

"Mr. Angus, I don't know if you've heard of Ling Chi. Meng Han turned to Angus's side and introduced very eagerly: "I'll find two skilled knife hands, starting from your feet, and cut down the flesh one by one, first the limbs, and then the body, at least enough to cut enough knives to make people breathe." It is said that without any assistance, the longest record was 3,600 knives, and it took three days and three nights to kill the prisoner. Now that Archbishop Jerry is here, I can guarantee that you will definitely survive three thousand six hundred dollars for three days and three nights. ”

"Of course, as you know, I don't want you to die, so I think we can have Bishop Jerry fully recover and eat and drink for a few days when Ling is halfway through, and then we can start from scratch, and maybe you will feel that it is really an indelible memory. ”

Meng Han kept staring at Angus as he spoke. Angus didn't know if he was already stunned, or if he was really indifferent, so he didn't have any other expression at all, and looked straight at Meng Han.

"It seems that Mr. Angus you don't seem to be interested in this, so well, for another one. Meng Han looked at his expression, shrugged his shoulders, and spoke again: "I remember that there is a kind of thing called inviting you into the urn, take a large stone pot, burn a raging fire underneath, and then put your whole inside, how about it?"

Without waiting for Angus to say anything, Meng Han shook his head directly: "No, no, it's too troublesome, I have to get you out for treatment every once in a while, it's too cruel." Change again. ”

Patting his head, Meng Han began to continue thinking: "Wrap you up with a metal pipe, and then keep pouring boiling water? This is called a mountain dragon, what do you think?"

"No, it's the same question. In this case, you have to have Bishop Jerry keep unleashing the healing magic on you, and then you get injured and recover, and you can continue to enjoy it as long as Bishop Jerry's magic is not exhausted. Meng Han turned his head to look at Bishop Jerry, and couldn't help but shake his head: "It's too hard for Bishop Jerry, let's change it, what do you say?"

Angus had already involuntarily begun to nod, as if his thoughts had begun to follow Meng Han's train of thought, and he was unconsciously influenced by Meng Han.

"Look, Mr. Angus, you agree to change the way too. Meng Han nodded with satisfaction and continued to speak: "Then how about changing it to chili water, the hottest chili water, pour it from your mouth, and keep pouring it until your stomach can no longer hold it." Then, let you lie flat on the ground, let the old Roger step on your stomach a few times, and you will find that the red pepper water squirts out of your mouth, nose and even ears, and it is definitely a rare sight. ”

Old Roger was already gearing up beside him, and seemed to have imagined the wonderful sight of a foot on Angus's stomach. Mr. Stone, the old necromancer next to him, shook his head incessantly, as if he didn't even want to hear such a method.

"Don't like this either?" Meng Han looked at Angus and said slowly: "It's okay, there are many ways, let's take our time." I remember that there was a kind of flails called flails, maybe you don't know what it is, I don't remember it very well, but there are two kinds of flails with interesting names, and you will definitely be interested. One is called seeking to die, and the other is called seeking to break the house. Presumably, from the name, you can know what the effect of these two types of shackles is. ”

"I don't really know much, but there are a few. For example, take a red-hot soldering iron on your body and say, no, this is too cruel. Or another one. Meng Han directly denied the soldering iron: "How about the bamboo skewers?"

"Isn't there a saying that it's called ten fingers in a heart? Take a sharpened wooden skewer from between your fingernails, little by little, one on each finger, and if it's full, we'll change the toes, you see, isn't this a little more elegant?"

Although Meng Han was just describing, Mr. Stone, the old necromancer listening to him, couldn't help but sweat a little, the necromancer was already one of the most evil villains in people's minds, but now Mr. Stone felt that the things he had done before seemed to be much more merciful than what the city lord had said.

The Cardinal Bishop of the Empire of Light, Bishop Jerry, has consciously taken a few steps back, he is a believer in the great God of Light, even if he treats infidels, he can't use such cruel abuse, at most he can kill the infidels. However, listening to what the Marquis said, even if it is death, there are many ways to die, and that Ling Chi can actually kill a person and kill 3,600 knives for three days and three nights, what kind of cruelty is that?

Old Roger was completely convinced, and he had no objection to Meng Han's initial entry that he would only suffer a little bit of flesh and skin. The methods that Meng Han said, if taken out casually, were a hundred times more painful than the scaly wounds he had beaten Angus all over his body.

As for the main Angus, he looked like he was about to collapse at the moment. Sweating profusely, his hands were trembling unconsciously, and the water glass he was holding in his hands was also trembling, and the water spilled out, but Angus was unaware, his teeth trembled slightly, making a regular gurgling sound, and his eyes didn't know where to look, as if he had lost his soul.

Everyone saw Angus's situation, and their eyes were focused on Meng Han. Meng Han motioned to old Roger to nudge the trembling Angus, and waited for his gaze to focus before asking, "Mr. Angus, which one do you like what I just said? or, let's take turns?" I promise, with Bishop Jerry here, you won't die." ”

"I said, aren't you afraid I'm telling you what's false?" Angus finally spoke, but it was such a question.

"Don't be afraid, Mr. Angus, I have invited all your family to the Golden City. Meng Han said indifferently: "You have three sons, a wife, and a grandson. Well, you have at least five opportunities to lie. Trust me, every recipe you say, you'll try it out on your family first. ”

Looking at Angus, who was already close to collapse, Meng Han stood up and ordered old Roger: "Use a simple method." Roger, from now on, eat and drink to raise him, no matter what method you use, don't let him sleep. Ask him the same question over and over again until he begs for sleep and answers the same question no differently. ”