Then, Yan Bing glared angrily again, pointed at Fan Xiaoqi with his finger and shouted, "You bastard who doesn't know what to do!" He nodded hatefully, then glanced at Fan Xiaoqi and Jiang Rong with a fierce gaze, and said angrily: "Okay, I'll let you two taste my Yan Bing's power today." Someone's coming!"

"The subordinates are here. The four soldiers next to him immediately bowed down and replied.

"Torture me, torture these two guys who don't know what to do, don't know whether they are alive or dead, and torture me severely!" Yan Bing pointed at the two of them and said angrily.

So, the soldiers picked up an iron chain with countless steel needles on the ground and prepared to put it on Fan Xiaoqi's body.

Fan Xiaoqi looked at this terrifying iron chain at this time, and began to tremble all over, and his face was also pale and desperate.

"Your mother compares you, stupid Yan Bing. People say no, what are you still forcing people to do? It's really thicker than pigskin!" Jiang Rong, who had been silent for a long time next to her, actually woke up from the pain at this time, and scolded her sworn enemy again.

"You ......" Yan Bing's originally calm temperament became a little frizzy under Jiang Rong's repeated scolding.

"Your mother, you are a sinister and vicious, despicable villain, what kind of ability is this kind of thing? That's what a man should do!" Jiang Rong snorted angrily, endured the pain, and continued to scold Yan Bing for not playing.

Yan Bing gasped, glared angrily, stared at this almost crazy guy for a while, gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "You want me to let you out, right? Okay, as long as you two can stand up to my criminal law today, I'll let you out." Someone's coming!"

"The subordinates listen to the order. Several soldiers stood up at the same time, then bowed and saluted in unison.

"Put the two of them on their bodies, and add two chains to each of them!" Yan Bing pointed fiercely with his hand, and said the two felons tied to the iron frame.

Several soldiers looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, and then said in unison, "Yes!"

When Fan Xiaoqi heard this, he almost fainted on the spot. And Jiang Rong was stunned for a while, and then gritted her teeth fiercely with a strong face and said nothing.

Just as a few soldiers, in accordance with Yan Bing's order, picked up a few iron chains on the ground and were about to put them on them, there was a knock on the iron door of the torture room.

"Knock knock...... Knock knock knock ......"

After knocking several times in a row, Yan Bing calmed down the angry expression on his face a little, thinking about whether to open the door now. Several soldiers were also interrupted by this knock on the door, and stood in place, waiting for Yan Bing's next instructions.

"Who?" Yan Bing thought for a moment, then finally turned his head and asked reluctantly outside the door.

"Lord Yan, General Huang Yucai has asked me to tell you that the prisoner's cell you need has been prepared for you, and there is a little more trivial matter, I would like you to go over and discuss it with him now. A soldier's rough and respectful voice came from outside the iron gate.

"Got it, please help me go and tell General Huang Yucai that I'll be there soon. Yan Bing immediately replied politely.

"Understood, my subordinates will go and tell General Huang!" replied the soldier respectfully and loudly. Immediately, the sound of his footsteps quickly disappeared out of the hallway.

Yan Bing sat in a chair, constantly touching his chin with his hand, and staring at the two prisoners who had angered him with angry eyes. After a moment of thought, he calmed the expression on his face again, and exhaled softly, clenching the fist of his right hand and gently slamming the armrest of the chair twice. Then he pouted and said, "Take the two of them back to their cells first, and wait for the fate." ”

"Yes!" several soldiers bowed to Yan Bing at the same time and replied respectfully.

Then, Yan Bing stood up, walked towards the door with a slightly brisk step.

The two people who had just been tied to the iron cross and were scared half to death breathed a sigh of relief. After a period of high tension, and now it suddenly relaxed, making Fan Xiaoqi a little unable to adapt to this huge change in mood, and there was a feeling of weakness and prostration, and his feet were now a little weak. And Jiang Rong, who was also tied to the cross, although he still looked like he would rather die at this time, his face was obviously much more relaxed than just now.

After receiving Jiang Rong's order, the four majestic soldiers quickly untied their ropes and torture instruments, and escorted them to their cells again.

On the way, due to the fierce pull and squeezing of the iron chain with countless steel needles, Jiang Rong's body was constantly bleeding and in unbearable pain. In between, he had to ask the soldiers to get him some gold sore medicine to stop the bleeding. After consultation, the soldiers finally agreed to his reasonable request.

Next, three soldiers escorted the two prisoners forward, while the other soldier ran to the pharmacy to get the medicine. Happily, before the group could reach cell 1085, the soldier had already quickly run back to the team and handed him the gold sore medicine that Jiang Rong wanted. The group all expressed their high recognition and appreciation for the soldier's efficiency. After that, four soldiers escorted the two prisoners on, and after taking them to prison, locked the door and left.

After Jiang Rong returned to prison, Fan Xiaoqi, out of the necessary friendship of living in the same room, helped Jiang Rong apply gold sore medicine to various injured parts. Fan Xiaoqi was also a little surprised that most of the wounds on Jiang Rong's body had basically healed in a short period of time. After inquiry, Jiang Rong told Fan Xiaoqi that it was because he had practiced healing exercises all year round. He also boasted that even if Yan Bing was giving him a few more chains with needles and a few more criminal punishments, he would definitely not die. Out of politeness, Fan Xiaoqi kept nodding his head in approval as he spoke. Of course, in this way, Jiang Rong's mood was also relaxed, and it indirectly helped his wound recovery. Fan Xiaoqi was also in his heart, secretly happy for his wise behavior.

After the gold sore medicine was applied, Jiang Rong no longer had the same passionate bragging spirit as the previous two times, and after sitting quietly on the bed for a while, he lay down on the bed with a tired face and fell asleep.

Fan Xiaoqi was alone in his cell, idle and focused his gaze on a dilapidated storage cabinet in the corner. Out of curiosity, he walked over to the locker and opened it for a look.