"Brother-in-law, what do you think Uncle will do with Dong Qi? Peel? Soul drain? Bone? ”

Liu Ling Tongzi pinched his chin and looked at Mr. Mover and Dong Qi in the distance with a hint of excitement.

"I don't know!"

I shook my head, feeling that something was wrong.

The appearance of this group of little green snakes and yin snake Gu shows that the people of the tenth village of Heimiao have indeed arrived.

But this will, but Dong Qi was thrown out alone to deal with Mr. Mover, which is obviously wrong.

Either the people from the Tenth Village of Heimiao came this time, and they couldn't get home, and they ran away quietly when they saw Dong Qi being taken down so easily, or the people from the Tenth Village of Heimiao were entangled and it was difficult to support Dong Qi.

No matter which one it is, Dong Qi is finished today.

"Let me ask you again, who is the person behind you?"

Mr. Mover pressed Dong Qi against the cave wall and began the interrogation.

"Huh!"

Dong Qi smiled playfully as before, as if he had already put life and death out of the way.

If it was before, when we first met, his performance, I still understand, now in this situation, why is he still smiling?

"Big brother!"

Mr. Mover took a deep look at Dong Qi and shouted sideways.

The king of Tongxian stele got up silently, came to Mr. Mover, and after looking at Mr. Mover, he took out a coffin nail, raised Dong Qi's hand, pressed it on the cave wall, and poked it violently.

The coffin nail pierced Dong Qi's palm, collided with the cave wall, and made a nail sound, nailing Dong Qi's left hand to the cave wall.

"Ahaha!"

Dong Qi's painful voice changed tone, but he was still laughing.

Mr. Mover didn't shout to stop, and the King of Tongxian Tablet didn't stop, took out another nail, picked up Dong Qi's right hand, pressed it on the cave wall, and poked it again.

"Haha!"

Dong Qi's face was distorted by the pain, but he was still smiling.

"I hope you'll be able to laugh a little bit!"

Mr. Mover said lightly.

As soon as the words fell, the third nail fell, nailing Dong Qi's feet to the ground.

"Brother-in-law, this Dong Qi is so enduring! If it were you, how many would you be able to endure? Liu Ling asked back.

"I can't bear any of them!"

I said angrily.

As soon as the words fell, the fourth nail was patted, and Dong Qi's right foot was also nailed to the ground.

Mr. Mover didn't shout to stop, and the King of Tongxian Monument didn't stop.

Under the four coffin nails, Dong Qi's hands and feet were nailed.

Even so, the corners of Dong Qi's mouth were still the kind of uninhibited smile.

"The bones are so hard!"

Liu Ling Tongzi sighed twice, stretched his neck, looked into the depths of darkness, and said, "It seems that no one will really come to save him!" ”

"Is there anything you want to tell me?"

Under the four nails, Mr. Mover stared at Dong Qi's eyes and asked again.

"Is that all you have to do?" Dong Qi let out a "heh" and asked rhetorically.

"Huh!"

Mr. Mover smiled when he heard this, clapped his palms, and asked, "Do you know how our cottage interrogated traitors back then?" ”

"Big brother, let him see and understand!"

Without waiting for Dong Qi to answer, Mr. Mover moved his position and rushed through the county monument King Nunu's mouth.

The king of Tongxian stele glanced at Dong Qi and muttered: "There are too few nails, it's not very convenient, I'll add a few more nails!" ”

As he spoke, he took out a few nails, starting from Dong Qi's shoulder, extending all the way down his arm, and patting them in one by one.

"It's ruthless!"

The willow spirit boy pouted.

I didn't answer, just looked at Dong Qi thoughtfully.

Tongxian Tablet King has been doing things for a long time, with shoulder blades on both sides, one nail each, and three nails on each arm.

In less than five minutes, the King of Tongxian Tablet successively slapped eight coffin nails into Dong Qi's body and fixed him on the cave wall.

"The legs are not strong!"

During the whole process, Mr. Mover didn't ask a word, Dong Qi didn't say a word of pain, and the King of Tongxian Tablet continued to shoot nails into Dong Qi's body according to his own ideas.

After nailing his arm, he nailed three coffin nails into Dong Qi's two legs.

"It's almost time this time!"

The coffin on his leg was nailed, and the king of Tongxian stele looked at Dong Qi carefully, nodded with satisfaction, and then took out the ghost head knife, stood in front of Dong Qi, and began to shave Dong Qi's head.

"What is this doing?"

Liu Ling Tongzi looked confused.

I'm also a little confused.,I didn't understand what the king of Tongxian stele wanted to do.,The key is that the style of painting is wrong.。

A minute ago, the King of Tongxian Tablet was still nailing Dong Qi's leg, and a minute later, he actually took a ghost head knife and shaved Dong Qi's head, this deviation is too big to accept.

Mr. Mover crossed his arms and looked at it for a long time, as if he was admiring a work of art.

As for Dong Qi, he also showed a hint of suspicion on his face, and he didn't understand what Mr. Mover wanted to do!

In addition to these, I also noticed that Dong Qi's tolerance for pain seems to be particularly strong, and I can still see a painful expression on his face on the first few nails, but I don't see a painful expression on his face for the nails in the back.