One hand, one leg?

Hearing this, the prisoners in the opposite cell burst into laughter, most of them were missing a hand, an ear, or an eye, and they had obviously been 'cooked' by the big guys, and at this time they simply wanted to see their misfortune happen to others, a kind of sick psychology.

Then the four bald men began to prepare, they were very skillful, two of them prepared ropes and strips of rags for sealing, and the other two drew their scimitars from their belts and gently sharpened them against the rocks.

"Don't move!" Surprisely, Shamir called a few of his brothers to surround him.

"Brother, is this your reward for the pack of marijuana just now?" Ye Huan sneered: "It's really righteous!"

"Silly boy, I'm here to help you!" Shamir pressed a few acupoints on Ye Huan's wrists, and said in the smallest voice: "When you will cut off your hands and feet, don't move, cooperate with my movements to stop the bleeding, plus the moss that was applied to you just now, the wound can heal quickly, and you will suffer less living crimes!" After a pause, "Don't worry, my brother has done similar things more than a dozen times, so I guarantee that you don't have much pain!"

Ye Huan suddenly gave him a grateful look, but his face was not good-looking, "Are they really going to unload one of my hands and one foot?"

"What, you still want to resist?" Shamir whispered: "Don't blame my brother for not reminding you, if you lose a leg and a hand at this time, you can at least save your life, but if you resist...... Five years ago, a general of the Heavenly Father's legion broke the executioner's dog's leg, and within three days, he was put on more than 80 torture instruments by Krupp, and now he is still soaked in the vinegar vat with his hands and feet!

Ye Huan narrowed his eyes, and he also made a decision in his heart.

A crazy decision!

"Little guy, what Boss Shamir said is right, it's good for you to be honest!" The executioner heard Shamir's voice, smiled gloomily, and then walked over and pressed Ye Huan's shoulders twice, one with a scimitar on his shoulder and the other at the base of his thigh. "Boy, we're going to do it, remember, don't open your mouth until now, and you have to roll your tongue up......"

"Brother, you don't need to say this, we have already instructed you!" Shamir nodded and smiled, and at the same time explained to Ye Huan: "What you mean by making you roll your tongue is that it hurts too much, and it's easy to bite off your tongue if you don't roll it up, hehe, there was a guy who didn't know this last month and bit off his tongue when he cut off his finger." ”

"Oh, then I really have to thank my brother!"

At this time, the executioner's blade had already been raised, and suddenly everything went downward, but the second half of Ye Huan's words followed closely, "However, Lao Tzu is not in the mood to be a cripple!"

Father!?

The executioner was stunned, Ye Huan was a fanatical believer who grew up in a seminary since he was a child, even if the situation was critical now, he should never say such a swear word in the market! This is a crime worthy of the teachings of the Heavenly Father!

Just when they were stunned, Ye Huan tilted his head back, learned Adolf's best head hammer, and slammed into the executioner's head, poof, blood spurted immediately, and the executioner fainted on the spot.

"Look for death!"

The other three executioners immediately raised their scimitars, but compared to the speed, can these ordinary executioners be faster than the wings of the wind? Ye Huan raised his hand and grabbed it, clasped the neck of the executioner who was aiming at his shoulder, and with another force, the executioner was swung up by him as a weapon, knock, knock, and the other two executioners were knocked down on their backs. Then Ye Huan continued to grab the executioner's neck with his left hand, and grabbed his ankle with the other hand and smashed it to the ground.

The knee was already raised, and it hit the lower back of the executioner.

Click!

The whole person is twisted ninety degrees backwards!

Don't blame Ye Huan for being ruthless, everyone wants to get rid of one of his hands and one foot, and if he doesn't kill his hand, wait to become crippled?

After doing all this, Ye Huan flashed to the back of the fence, and he couldn't touch Tyrell on the opposite side when he stretched out his hand, but he still had nearly five meters long Wind Wings, these dark golden wings flicked lightly, passed through the gap in the fence, locked Tyrell's neck, and then pulled, Tyrell was pulled over, and Ye Huan looked at each other face to face across the fence.

"You, how dare you attack the white archbishop of the Holy See, in the Inquisition!?" Tyrrell shouted.

It's that easy!?

Ye Huan never dreamed that Tyrell's strength would be so bad that he couldn't catch a single move!?

Tyrrell wanted to cry, through the sturdy fence, who would have thought that Ye Huan would suddenly make a five-meter-long wing, not to mention that her strength is not good, even if she is a lot of famous masters, it is difficult to guarantee that she will not be plotted!

"If you don't attack you, the archbishop, Lao Tzu will be crippled!"

At this time, the nearby guards all rushed over when they heard the sound, Ye Huan's Wind Wings firmly locked Tyrell, and one hand was also clasped around his neck, and said coldly: "Don't move, I can catch Tyrell five meters away, and I can kill you, Tyrell is the Heavenly Father's, and your life is your own!"

......

"Little brother, what are you doing!" Shamir in the back was already stunned, there were no people who made trouble in the dungeon of the Inquisition, but the criminals who dared to take the white-clothed archbishop as a hostage and scared the hundreds of guards who did not dare to come forward, Ye Huan was the first one!

"Little brother, listen to my advice, let go of Tyrell!" Shamir hurriedly said: "This is the Inquisition, just in He Lie Mountain, even if you catch Tyrell, you can't escape, let go, put it down quickly, now you still have room to maneuver, but if you alarm a few bigwigs in the Inquisition, you can't even save your life!"

"Ye Huan, Shamir is right, you put down Tyrell, I promise you won't die here!" Krupp also rushed over.

"You treat me as an idiot! let go of her, even if I save my life, I will be a cripple with no hands and feet!" Ye Huan shouted: "Immediately report the situation here to the Pope, the Council of Elders, and a few cardinal archbishops, I am guilty, and I can also be judged, but I must be judged fairly under the watchful eyes of these people!

"Ye Huan, isn't it just one leg and one hand?" Shamir sighed, "It's better than dying!"

"What do you know? I will die at most once here, and I may be rewarded after death! But if I am crippled, I don't know how many times I will die and how many punishments I will receive in the future!"

This is a great truth, but unfortunately no one can understand it!

If you die here today, it's a big deal to go to hell, Satan sees that Ye Huan has already made some achievements, maybe he can resurrect him. But if he really loses a hand or a leg, and there is no possibility of completing the missionary mission again, will Satan still help him?

This Dan brother looks out of tune, but after all, he is one of the most terrifying demons of all time, once Ye Huan becomes a useless cripple, who knows what he will do!

"I'll say it again one last time!" Ye Huan continued to clasp Tyrell's neck, and grabbed the little thumb of her right hand with the other hand, "Within ten minutes, report this matter to His Majesty the Pope, I ask for the fairest trial, I can't do it, one part a minute!"

"Please, Krupp, go and report to the Pope!" Tyrell cried like a pig, when has this pampered archbishop suffered such a crime!?