Yong'an City, West District, Zhao Clan, in a cold and damp room, two jet-black iron chains extended from the walls.

At the end of the chain was a pair of scarred arms pinned to the back. The owner of the arm is a thin teenager.

The boy was on his knees and his head hung down.

"Hmm............"

With a faint groan, the young man, whose arms were chained, opened his eyes.

"What is this?"

He looked around, his eyes full of doubt.

Didn't that cave explode, how could I be here?

Just when the boy's face was full of doubts.

A huge stream of information suddenly flooded into his mind.

Moments later.

The boy's eyes widened, his eyes full of horror!

Zhao clan, Zao Wou-Ki?!

The boy's face was full of shock, frame by frame, as if watching a video, looking at the memories in his mind.

As time passed, the boy's face became bright.

He clenched his fists and stood up, his eyes shining.

Isn't this world exactly where he longs?

However, this opening .........

The boy turned his head and looked at his locked arm, his face a little ugly.

That's just at this time.

With a creaking sound, the door not far away was pushed open.

The man outside the door saw Zao Wou-Ki standing on the ground, and after being slightly stunned, he immediately turned his head and shouted outside: "Go and report, Zao Wou-Ki is awake!" ”

His voice landed.

Hurried footsteps sounded outside the house.

More than ten minutes later.

Inside the torture hall of the Zhao clan.

Zao Wou-Ki was wearing a strange-shaped iron armor and was forced to kneel on the ground.

Ahead of him.

There is a row of mahogany chairs.

On the Taishi chair in the center, a handsome middle-aged man in a black suit frowned and scolded Zao Wou-Ki: "When are you going to be stubborn?!" ”

His voice landed.

Zao Wou-Ki lowered his head and quickly recalled the recent memory fragments.

After only a moment, he raised his head, "I want to see the head of the house!" ”

When the middle-aged man heard this, his face became extremely ugly.

He stood up, moved to Zhao Wuji, and said in an unkind tone: "There are only three days left before handing over the spirit stones. Where are those spirit stones?! ”

At the last sentence, he roared like an angry lion.

But even so.

Zao Wou-Ki still calmly repeated his request, "I want to see the head of the family. ”

Zao Wou-Ki's voice landed.

The middle-aged man in front of him was completely furious.

I saw him look at the guards in the torture hall, gritting his teeth and spitting out two words, "Punishment!" ”

When the guards heard this, they immediately took off the torture instrument hanging on the wall and put it on Zao Wou-ki's right hand.

The next moment.

As the guards exerted their strength, Zao Wou-ki's screams resounded throughout the torture hall.

A few minutes later.

The middle-aged man looked at Zao Wou-Ki, who was paralyzed on the ground, and said in a cold voice, "Where is the thing?" ”

When Zao Wou-Ki heard this, he raised his head, his voice trembling slightly, "I...... I want to see ...... Head of House............"

His voice landed, and the middle-aged man nodded at the guard with a cold face, "Go on!" ”

More than ten minutes later.

The guard in control of the torture instrument turned his head, looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Hall Master, it seems that he has fainted." ”

Seeing this, the middle-aged man stretched out his right foot with a cold face, and rubbed Zhao Wouji's bloody right hand on the ground vigorously.

One second, two seconds, three seconds............

After more than ten seconds, he saw that Zao Wou-Ki, who was paralyzed on the ground, did not react at all, so he retracted his right foot and said, "I am indeed dizzy, send it back to Westinghouse, and take strict care!" ”

"Yes!"

After the two guards answered in unison, they carried the unconscious Zao Wou-Ki out of the torture hall.

Zhao clan, council hall.

Zhao Tianhu, the first director, stood up after slapping on the round table, looked around and said unceremoniously: "When is it, still waiting for the head of the family?" ”

His voice just landed.

Another voice immediately sounded, "Until now, we don't know what happened during the escort of the spirit stone, how to convict Zao Wouji?" ”

"What's not clear about this?"

After Zhao Tianhu retorted, he stared at the person who spoke just now, and his voice gradually became cold: "Zhao Tianyuan, you have repeatedly stopped it, what are your intentions?" ”

When Zhao Tianyuan heard this, his face instantly became ugly.

He stood up suddenly, stared at Zhao Tianhu, and said word by word: "Based on the dying words of an ordinary guard, you want to convict Zhao Wouji, what are your intentions Zhao Tianhu?" ”

When Zhao Tianhu heard this, a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

I saw him take a step and quickly approach Zhao Tianyuan.

Seeing that the two were about to collide, a rickety body inserted into the middle of the two, stopping the two and dissuading them: "Now is not the time to quarrel!" ”

After saying this, the owner of the body shook his head and continued: "You all know that there is no consequence of handing over the spirit stone!" The top priority is to quickly gather the spirit stones that need to be handed over. As for Zao Wou-ki's matter, Tianci is investigating, and I believe that before the head of the family returns, there will be a result! ”

Zhao Tianhu and Zhao Tianyuan, who were stopped, heard this, and returned to their seats after snorting coldly at the same time.

Under the leadership of the clan elder, the two of them began to tap the remaining spirit stones of the family.

I don't know how long it has been.

Whether it is the clan elder or Zhao Tianhu and Zhao Tianyuan, they do not have a good face.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the council hall was getting heavier and heavier, the patriarch sighed and said, "Use all the funds and hurry up to purchase the spirit stones!" ”

Although Zhao Tianhu and Zhao Tianyuan clenched their fists and looked unhappy, they finally nodded their heads.

They all knew that the Zhao clan could not afford the consequences of not handing over the spirit stones on time.

Just as the two of them stood up and prepared to leave the council hall, the door of the council hall was slammed open, and a panicked-looking man broke in.

See the people who came.

Zhao Tianhu was overjoyed and hurriedly greeted him, "Is there any news from the third director?" ”

His voice landed.

The man swallowed the saliva in his mouth, ignoring the beads of sweat slowly rolling down his forehead, and said in a trembling voice: "Home...... The head of the house's airship, crashed ...... Ruined ............"

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Zao Wou-Ki had just woken up when a heart-piercing pain came from his right hand.

He remembered something, and immediately closed his eyes and began to remember.

Moments later.

Zao Wou-Ki couldn't help but scold angrily in his heart, "Damn! ”

Rao is the first person in the world who cultivated martial arts in his previous life, and he can't think of a good way to break the situation for a while.

What to do?

Zao Wou-Ki was halfway through his thoughts, opening his eyes and looking at the chains that locked him.

The whole body is pitch black, and the adult arm is thick.

If you want to break free on your own, there is no hope.

However, the lock attached to the chain seems to be relatively simple, but it can be the idea of hitting it.

In the memory of the original owner, he trusted the head of the Zhao clan very much.

But the head of the family is not in the clan.

Zao Wou-Ki must find a way to prepare again.

Just as he was thinking of all possible options, the door was pushed open again.

"Splash!"

Zao Wou-Ki had just closed his eyes when a familiar voice sounded in his ears.

Forthwith.

A large splash of water splashed on his face.

The feeling of a cold swishing made him shiver, and he couldn't continue to pretend to be unconscious.

Zao Wou-Ki opened his eyes, and a feminine face entered his field of vision.

"Zhao Jie ......"

His face was expressionless, and he spat out a name.

The young man known as Zhao Jie was condescending, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "The proud son of the sky, why is he lying on the ground like a lost dog now?" ”

In the face of Zhao Jie's ridicule, Zao Wou-Ki did not respond.

The more he didn't respond, the more energetic Zhao Jie became.

I saw Zhao Jie take a step forward, bend down, the evil light in his eyes flashed, and he continued to speak: "Your colorful butterfly, I have already tasted it for you!" ”

Speaking of this, he paused, stretched out his tongue and licked his mouth, with a look on his face: "That face full of tears, Chu Chu's pitiful appearance, it's exciting to think about!" ”

After saying this, he stared at Zao Wou-Ki intently.

He was waiting, waiting for Zao Wou-Ki to go berserk.

But time passed minute by minute, and Zao Wou-Ki showed no sign of madness.

Just when Zhao Jie felt puzzled, a cold voice sounded behind him, "Zhao Jie, hurry up!" ”

Zhao Jie heard this and nodded his head.

He took out the notice that had been prepared a long time ago and began to read it: "After discussion and decision by the council, Zao Wou-Ki will be convicted of 'betraying the clan', abolish the acupuncture points, and be imprisoned for life!" ”

Zhao Jie's voice landed.

Zhao Wouji, who was lying on the ground, immediately got up and roared at the people behind Zhao Jie: "The head of the family has not returned, and the council has no right to convict!" ”

When the man heard this, he did not respond.

Seeing this, Zhao Wuji's eyes were full of anger, and he continued to roar at him: "Yuan Shaoqi, as the master of the torture hall, you have a personal vendetta in the communiqué!" Do you still have the head of the family in your eyes? ”

The handsome face of the hall master of the torture hall showed a trace of displeasure, and he glanced at the guards beside him, "Slander the torture hall and be punished with the rod three times!" ”

Seeing this, the guard used the scabbard at his waist as a torture staff and smashed it Zao Wou-Ki's legs.

As the last hit hit the ground, a crisp fracture sound sounded in Zao Wou-Ki's screams.

Yuan Shaoqi glanced at Zhao Wouji, who was curled up in a ball, covered in sweat, and said in a cold voice: "When there is no head of the family, the council has the right to convict anyone!" ”

After saying this, he looked at Zhao Jie and urged: "Aren't you going to abolish his acupuncture points with your own hands, what are you waiting for?" ”

When Zhao Jie heard this, his face was overjoyed, and he hurriedly ordered the guards to put on a strange iron armor full of small holes for Zhao Wouji.

When the guards were done, they set up Zao Wou-Ki.

Seeing this, Zhao Jie took out a thin needle about 20cm long and transparent from the jade box on the side.

Holding a thin needle, he approached Zao Wou-Ki and whispered, "Your own uncle, the former head of the family, died two hours ago!" ”

His voice landed, and Zao Wou-Ki's face completely changed.

That's just at this time.

The thin needle in Zhao Jie's hand was accurately inserted into a small hole in the iron armor.

The next moment.

As Zhao Jie exerted his strength, the fine needle was completely submerged in the iron armor.

A few minutes later.

Zhao Jie looked at Zao Wou-Ki, who was paralyzed on the ground, covered in blood, and his feminine face was full of excitement.

He looked at his masterpiece and felt as relieved as if he had eaten a popsicle on a dog day.

When he left the Westinghouse where Zao Wou-Ki was, he was still thinking about how to stimulate the abolished Zao Wou-Ki tomorrow?