Jiang Hao slowly woke up, his eyes were still a little blurry, he couldn't see it really, there were bursts of sharp pain in his body, it turned out that he was hanging on a pillar, Jiang Hao tried to see everything around him clearly, at this time a dim room, the torches in the distance flickered, and there were various torture instruments on the table on one side, and there was still undried blood on it, obviously he had just been used up.

There was another person opposite him who was also hanged, covered in blood, with several terrifying wounds on his body, the flesh had been turned out, and the bones inside could be vaguely seen, where this person was dropped and motionless, Jiang Hao couldn't feel his breath at all, and the whole room was filled with a terrifying aura.

There was a piercing loud sound, like the sound of metal knocking echoing in the room, Jiang Hao was startled, and a person walked over with an iron rod in his hand and slammed it on the table, making a screeching sound.

"You're finally awake" The man walked over, and Jiang Hao finally saw the person clearly under the flickering firelight, this person was wearing a jailer's suit, his eyes were slightly protruding outward, and there was an obvious scar on his face that extended to his chin, and his face was relatively rough.

"Bump" without warning, and the jailer slapped Jiang Hao on the stomach with an iron rod.

"Ho......" Jiang Hao's eyes widened angrily, and he felt a spasm in his stomach, and a liquid like gastric juice was squirted out in an instant.

"For ...... What, hit me......" Jiang Hao felt that it was very difficult to speak, and his voice became hoarse.

"Do you dare to ask why" The jailer said viciously, "touching" was another iron bar, and Jiang Hao's body twisted for a while, but he was tied up and couldn't move.

"When I arrive, I have to ask you why you want to destroy the City Lord's Mansion Manmen, say it quickly," the jailer shouted at Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao finally remembered that he was beaten by the man in black, and vaguely heard that if he didn't kill himself for the time being, it turned out that I was asked to be a scapegoat, Jiang Hao finally understood.

"Say, where are your comrades, say quickly," the jailer roared.

"Don't say it's right" Bumper was another two iron rods, and Jiang Hao, who was in pain, bared his teeth.

"I'm ...... By...... Wronged......" Jiang Hao gritted his teeth and said.

"Everyone who came to us said that they were wronged, don't say it" Bumper hit two iron rods again, "I told you not to say it" The iron rod was waved down over and over again, and Jiang Hao soon fell unconscious again.

A bucket of water from the "Waterfall" was poured on Jiang Hao's head, and the cold stimulation made Jiang Hao instantly regain consciousness.

"Sober up, I don't believe you don't say it, we have something more exciting here" After speaking, the jailer walked to the charcoal stove on the side, took out a red-hot soldering iron from it, and held it to Jiang Hao's eyes and dangled it, and the scorching heat roasted Jiang Hao's hair with a sizzling sound.

"I ...... Is...... By...... Wronged," Jiang Hao said weakly.

The soldering iron was pressed directly on Jiang Hao's chest, making a "bang" sound, "......Ahh

"Hurry up and explain to Lao Tzu, don't waste Lao Tzu's time" The jailer didn't care about Jiang Hao's life or death at all, until Jiang Hao fainted again, then threw the soldering iron into the charcoal stove and walked out of the room.

Then two more jailers came in, put Jiang Hao down, and threw him into a cell.

When Jiang Hao woke up again, he found himself lying on a straw mat, and there were bursts of pain as soon as his body moved.

"Don't move, lie down, you have to rest now" a voice sounded in his ears.

Jiang Hao tried to turn his head, and it was an old man who spoke, dressed in prisoner's clothes, his gray-white hair covering half of his face, revealing only a cloudy eye, sitting next to him.

"Young man, come and drink some water" The old man took a bowl and put it to Jiang Hao's mouth, Jiang Hao tried to drink a few sips, but the action of swallowing could be a tearing pain together.

"These jailers really don't have a surname, they beat you like this, young man, why did they get you in," said the old man.

"Yesterday, a group of people slaughtered the entire family of the City Lord's Mansion, and I was framed and made a scapegoat," Jiang Hao said in a hoarse voice.

"Alas, the way of the world is too sinister now," the old man sighed.

After a while, Jiang Hao fell asleep deeply, until the next day, he was woken up by the noise outside.

At this time, the door of the cell had been opened, and the two jailers who came in grabbed Jiang Hao's arm and picked it up, Jiang Hao, who was in pain, grinned for a while, and the elemental power in his body could only feel a faint trace of it, and he didn't use force at all, it was estimated that the shackles with him had the effect of suppressing the elemental power.

"You jailers are too ruthless, he is injured like this, and you have to take him to torture," said the old man, grabbing one of his clothes.

"Get out of here, dead old man" said and kicked the old man away, and the old man couldn't stand and sat on the ground.

"Sooner or later, you brutes will be punished," cried the old man.

"Dead old man, you'd better be nosy, otherwise I'll pull you out too, master, and you'll often be tortured" After the jailer finished speaking, he locked the cell door and left with Jiang Hao.

Jiang Haoyou was taken back to the torture room, and then he was tied to a stool, and two people stood in the distance, talking in a whisper, but Jiang Hao's ears could indeed hear it clearly.

"Boss, do we really want to use this, a bad prisoner will go crazy," said a man dressed in a jailer's suit.

"There's no way, I can only do this, and I am urging him to close the case as soon as possible, hoping that he can explain all the things in the illusion," said another man, who seemed to be the warden.

Jiang Hao understood, they had to give themselves some medicine to make themselves fantasized, so as to make confessions, but those people were not killed by themselves, and there must be no confessions, but they had some secrets that they couldn't let outsiders know, and Jiang Hao was worried about this.

After a while, a man dressed in a pharmacist's costume came up with a bottle of potion and said, "Open your mouth."

Jiang Hao ignored it, it was a look, two jailers came over, held down their heads and began to pick Jiang Hao's mouth, Jiang Hao refused to obey, gritted his teeth, and the two of them did not open it after wasting their strength.

"You guys dodge" said the warden hurriedly walked over, swung a fist and smashed it down, Jiang Hao's face was twisted, and a mouthful of blood was thrown out with the impact, and then he picked up an iron rod and stuffed it into Jiang Hao's mouth and knocked it open.

The potion was finally poured in, and after about ten minutes, Jiang Hao didn't react at all.

"Why didn't there be a response, pour another potion," said the warden.

"It's easy for a prisoner to go crazy, and in severe cases, it can be fatal," the pharmacist said.

"It's better to be dead," the warden said coldly.

The pharmacist had no choice but to take out another potion and pour it into Jiang Hao's mouth. (To be continued.) )