The prison was dark, and the air was filled with the smell of corruption. The prison officer, dressed in a green robe and overall, walked into the cell with a grim face.

Without the jailer's greeting, the two jailers behind him took off the chains and lifted Rong Zhiwu out of the straw pile, which was tied firmly on the cross stake.

The prison officer counted with his fingers, and Rong Zhiwu had been in for six days.

In the past six days, I have worked diligently, and I have not fallen a single day, and I have used all kinds of torture tools. Rao is like this, Rong Zhiwu turned over and around, and said those words in his mouth:

"Adults, small people..... Treat unjustly..... ，”

"Dragon...... Big........ Jade Knife ....... Indeed...... Being ....... Stolen ...... ，”

"Please, Lord Wang....... With adults....... Insight ......"

Rong Zhiwu was devastated for a few days, his clothes were ragged, and his body was covered with blood, and he had been tortured without a human appearance. It was as if he could fall asleep on a wooden frame, and his head drooped.

The prison officer stared at Rong Zhiwu for a while, his eyes were gloomy with a little tiredness, and he said: "Rong Zhiwu, we have been interrogating for a few days, where is the Lei Yin Fa now, this official advises you to hand it over as soon as possible, so that you can be freed as soon as possible!"

"Back to ...... Returning to the Adult, Little ...... Xiaomin, wronged...... ...... in vain"

The prison officer seemed to be allergic to the word "wronged", and before Rong Zhiwu finished speaking, he slammed the table with a "snap", and said angrily: "Okay, you Diao Min is still 'a cooked duck - the meat is rotten and the mouth is still hard'." I want to see how hard you really are, and Hugh said that your heart is like iron, how can I be like a furnace, beat—give me a hard beat—"

The two jailers took turns to open the whip dipped in water, slashed their heads and faces, and immediately pulled Rong Zhiwu's unhealed skin open, and blood was dripping.

"Are you going to recruit or not, say, where is the thunder sound transmission?" the prison officer roared.

"Your Excellency...... Bright...... Jian, villain....... Place...... Say...... Sentence by sentence...... Genus....... Real, Dragon...... Dragon...... Line...... Big Jade ...... Knife...... Indeed....... Being ...... Packet loss...... Steal...... Walked ......." Rong Zhiwu said intermittently.

The prison officer smiled and said, "Okay, good, good! Let me tell you, the prince has ordered someone to send someone to Fengyang to raid your house, and your precious son will be arrested in a few days." There is a saying that 'fight tigers and brothers, and go into battle as father and son soldiers.' When the time comes, you father and son will go into battle together, and I will see if you want a baby or a son......!" Beat me until he confesses!"

The two jailers opened their arms, and the speed at which the whip fell even faster, like raindrops, and after a while, he was tired and sweaty, and Rong Zhiwu oozed blood from his mouth, and then his head was soft, and he fell down, lost his voice, and fainted.

"My lord, he's passed out again!"

"Hmph, play dead, splash him up with cold water, and continue the trial—"

The jailer agreed, put down the whip in his hand, rolled up his sleeves, took a wooden bucket, scooped half a bucket of ice water into the water tank, and slammed it towards Rong Zhiwu. Rong Zhiwu was stimulated by the cold water, and gradually woke up slowly, only to feel that every inch of skin on his body was burning like pain, and he didn't have any strength in his body, and he couldn't even lift his head.

The prison officer asked again, "Where is the Lei Yin Transmission, and do you want to say it?"

"Villain...... Do...... It's not ...... Profit, loss...... Finish....... Rajah...... Target...... Dragon ...... Big Jade ...... Knife, ....... Should...... Ten Thousand Deaths...... Please...... My lord...... Give...... Small...... Person...... One Dead ......"

The prison officer laughed cruelly and said, "Hmph, if you want to die, it's not so easy, if you fall into the hands of this official, you will be better off dead!

"Dragon...... Line...... Big Jade ...... Knife...... Truly...... Lost ....... , Xiaomin...... Should...... Die!"

The prison officer was furious, got up and kicked over the table in front of him, dragged his steps like flying, walked in front of Rong Zhiwu, angrily grabbed a handful of burning red iron from the charcoal fire, and shouted wildly, "You ——! looking for death——!

Pressed Rong Zhiwu's chest, and the smell of burnt skin and flesh filled the room.

Rong Zhiwu screamed hysterically, rolled his eyes, and fainted again.

In the back hall of the palace, the prison officer hung his head and stood in front of the throne of Chen with his eyebrows bowed.

Suddenly, only hearing the sound of "pop", King Chen smashed a teacup in his hand, and said with a calm face: "After a few days of trial, only this result has been tried, what are you doing with this eight-rank prison? Don't you always boast that you want any confession? If you can't try it again, you will come to see Gu with your head!"

The prison officer listened to the soul and said with a sweaty face: "The prince is angry, the prince is angry——, his subordinates have used all the tricks, but he still only has this sentence, his subordinates have tried the case for many years, and they have never seen such a hard-mouthed person, and after a few days of trial, I am afraid that Diao Min will die if he can't stand it!"

"Bastard! Kill him, who will compensate Lone's baby and give him medical treatment! You tell him that he is not allowed to die, and if he dies, Lone will take his son for interrogation, hum! Anyone who dares to oppose Lone, Lone will let him not survive, he can't die!"

Rong Zhiwu was lying on the damp straw and was in hot pain, and the prison clothes on his body had long been torn apart and stained with blood. If you move slightly, the wounds on your body will burst.

The iron fence is high, the room is dim, and the huge rats are like entering a no-man's land, shaking their beards in the cell in groups to sniff, as long as the person falls, they crawl on the body of the person and bite it unscrupulously.

Rong Zhiwu struggled to crawl towards the wall with his hands on the ground, half leaning against the wall, gasping for a long time, looking up at the bowl-sized hole in the towering wall outside the prison, and said abruptly: "I don't know how Jin'er is now, she didn't dismiss the subordinates in the family according to the instructions and went incognito." King Chen is ruthless, and he expects that he will definitely not give up this time, or maybe they are setting up an ambush and using me as bait to lure Jin'er. ”

Thinking of this, Rong Zhiwu couldn't help but feel a pang of fear in his heart.

"Come on, come on, now that Madame is gone, it's better to be clean than this. Jin'er, Daddy is gone, and you will walk alone in the future!" Rong Zhiwu finished thinking about it, and sat up cross-legged with a strong spirit, gathered his strength, and killed himself

meridians and death.

When the jailer was delivering the meal in the morning, he found that Shi Rong Zhiwu was already out of breath, and he was so frightened that he was so frightened that he hurriedly reported it to King Chen.

When King Chen heard this, he was furious, kicked the jailer over with a kick, and scolded hatefully: "I can't even look at a person, what's the use of asking you for a bunch of rice buckets!" A burst of shouting: "Come on, pull these two wastes out and kill them on the spot!"

When the man heard this, he was busy kowtowing like pounding garlic, and kept begging: "The prince spares his life, the prince spares his life......"

King Chen cursed hatefully: "Hmph, I think about the lonely thunder sound transmission method, I want to kick my legs like this, how can there be such a cheap thing in the world, if you want to die, Lone will not let you rest in peace!"

"Someone came——, hung the corpse of Diao Min Rong Zhiwu on the city gate and hung the corpse for public display, so that tens of thousands of people spit on it, and the wind and rain were blowing. Why hasn't that Rong Chengjin been arrested yet, and he has to interrogate him personally. ”