The reason why Zhang Guangmu said this was because he knew that he would most likely not be killed directly before he was tortured and asked about Chu Fan's whereabouts.

But as soon as these words came out, it meant that the audience's little white balls flickered wildly.

"! The young man's subconscious...... Invincible! ”

"I feel like one of the top 500 classic shots of the year has appeared - want to die, or want to live? I want to die! ”

"The scalp of this drama is numb, and I have goosebumps!"

"A guy who is not even afraid of death is already terrible in itself."

"But Lao Tzu is uneducated, and he walks the world in a slump!"

"Mom! What's the matter with this man? Is there really anyone in the world who is not afraid of death? ”

"It's just talking, who wouldn't be forced to be hard-mouthed! After being beaten severely, he was immediately revealed, believe it or not! ”

"His knee, punch, and elbow just now felt so familiar to me! It should be "Imperial Forging Technique", right? When I was in school, I practiced this between classes! ”

"You're playing tickets, people have practiced to the bones, and it has become a physical instinct, it's not the same thing at all!"

"Lord announced that Zhang Guangmu is the temporary god of this play! Who is for and who is against? ”

"All stand up!"

The speeches of the sand sculpture audience made Zhang Guangmu can't help but chuckle.

This mocking laughter was directly given to Boss Zhao.

Boss Zhao's eyebrows were furrowed, and his eyes glared at Zhang Guangmu fiercely: "Do you think I won't dare to kill you?" ”

Zhang Guangmu came back to his senses, shook his head, and did not respond, but was silently reflecting.

The evaluation of acting skills with only 1 is really not enough.

If you add 2 points, your self-control will be stronger, so you shouldn't laugh at critical moments, right?

"It's a tough bone."

Boss Zhao twisted his eyebrows, slashed Zhang Guangmu on the neck with a hand knife, knocked him unconscious, and muttered: "Little ghost, I hope you can be as tough as you are now when you are tortured." ”

"Don't make me look down on you!"

When Zhang Guangmu opened his eyes again, he found himself in a dark, gloomy, damp, and claustrophobic prison, and the whole person was handcuffed and shackled, and he was imprisoned and completely unable to move.

All kinds of gruesome torture instruments were placed on the case soaked in dark red blood stains in front of him.

Boss Zhao appeared in front of Zhang Guangmu with the familiar big bald head.

His tone was calm and his eyes were resolute, making people not doubt his determination at all: "There are two paths in front of you now. ”

"The first one is to tell us Chu Fan's whereabouts, and we will give you some food."

"The second way, we tortured Chu Fan's whereabouts, and then died here because of pain and hunger."

Zhang Guangmu smiled and said weakly: "Only these two roads? I don't believe it, I'm going to give it a try. ”

Boss Zhao touched the bulging blood vessels on his head and suppressed his anger: "People like you who eat hard and don't eat soft, I've seen too much in my life." ”

"Punishment!"

"Look at how hard he will be later!"

And then......

The horrific ordeal began.

Some of the kinder people in the audience couldn't bear to continue watching.

"Director, that's a bit too much, isn't it? In case of any sequelae, whose will it be? ”

"Count it on your own. I just went to read the script and found that this 'alternate plot' has long been registered, that is...... This torture plot is reasonable and legitimate. ”

"That's right, if it's not like this, a character like this who can show his face, even if there is only one scene, it is impossible to give Zhang Guangmu a pure newcomer."

"Having said that, this group of more than a dozen young actors who participated in "Endless Food Bag" couldn't bear to look at it directly, there were too many despicable and dirty guys, and it is estimated that the character in reality is not good...... Ay! The world is declining, and people's hearts are not ancient! ”

"Standing and talking without backache, throwing you into the world of the apocalyptic wasteland, and then blocking the memories of reality, you will be like them!"

"Also, after all, we are watching a play, but they are trying to survive, they just want to live, there is no need to stand on the moral supremacy and criticize others."

"Zhang Guangmu, hurry up and betray Chu Fan! You've done your best! We won't blame you! ”

"Hey, hey! Don't hold it up! If you don't betray Chu Fan here, the plot won't be able to go on! ”

"Pretend to be unconscious! How stupid are you! ”

Zhang Guangmu, who was being tortured, was distorted in pain, but he still tried to stare at his eyes, trying to stay awake.

Don't pretend to be unconscious!

You have to hold it on!

The master will not betray Chu Fan!

Sell the protagonist's information to Boss Zhao here, and he won't have any role at all!

If you continue to act according to the script, what is the benefit, and is your sin not in vain?

What is the cost of submergence?

The beatings I have suffered in this drama are to drown the cost, and I must return to the cost, and I have to earn it back with profits!

Although he thought so, Boss Zhao's subordinates were really ruthless, and there were many torture methods.

Barbed whipping, chili oil eye drops, nail pulling, finger stinging......

Zhang Guangmu wanted to forcibly hold back at first and maintain his bright and majestic image, but after being punished several times, he gradually couldn't hold back, and his screams gradually changed from suppressed to presumptuous.

"Ahhh

It's heartbreaking, and it's miserable.

If it weren't for the fact that he wanted to avoid leaving too much black history, Zhang Guangmu felt that he was going to shed tears at this moment.

The man has tears and doesn't flick - this is his last stubbornness!

Luckily, the audience's speeches helped him divert his attention and temporarily build up his patience.

"Stop."

Boss Zhao raised his hand, and the person in charge of torture immediately stopped the torture methods.

The big bald head stared at Zhang Guangmu: "Say." ”

Zhang Guangmu gasped and nodded hard: "Say, of course." ”

Halfway, he gasped for breath, looked at Boss Zhao intently, and mocked: "That's it? ”

"No one thinks they're good at torture, do they?"

"That's all you guys do?"

The two staff members who were responsible for torturing confessions looked embarrassed, and they were directly annoyed and angry, and they wanted to kill Zhang Guangmu's entire family with a knife.

Boss Zhao frowned: "Go on, pay attention to proportion, you can be disabled, don't kill people." ”

So the torture continued.

"Come on! Afraid you won't make it? If I, Zhang Guangmu, frowned, I wouldn't be a hero! Oops, it hurts! ”

"Be honest, confess!"

"I say! I say...... Trash, you're the worst of the bunch. ”

"Ahhhh

"Why bother? If you explain it early, you won't have to suffer so much. ”

"Isn't bitter gourd delicious? You damn sweet party! Oh! You're the same party! Damn despicable villains! ”

Boss Zhao couldn't help but take the initiative to step forward, push the two torturers away, and squatted down.

He looked at Zhang Guangmu seriously, the expression on his face gradually changed from solemn to unbearable, this unbearable gradually faded, and there was a trace of imperceptible admiration in his tone: "You are really a good man!" ”

Although Zhang Guangmu was a little funny, Boss Zhao did feel a heroic spirit from him.

After pondering for a long time, Boss Zhao stretched out his calloused hand towards Zhang Guangmu, and his tone was unprecedentedly serious: "Come and be my son!" ”