As the sky grew brighter, Tang Gun no longer hesitated, went to the flower bed and took out the little fat man and left quickly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After Tang Gun left, this place also became lively because of dawn.

Soon, the place was surrounded by the police, and the detective was called to the scene.

Just when it was very lively, Tang Gun had already taken the little fat man to the residence.

Spent sixty points from the system to exchange the sound isolation formation and various torture tools to arrange the room, so that the sound could not be transmitted, and then Tang Gun tied the little fat man to the wooden cross.

A basin of water was easily poured on the little fat man's face...

Immediately afterwards, the little fat man opened his sleepy eyes in a daze, only to feel that as soon as the scenery in front of him changed, he inexplicably appeared in a strange and terrifying place.

In front of him, it was Tang Gun, who was determined to be the target of the kill, but now he was very chilled in his heart, and couldn't help but laugh dryly: "This adult, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"Where is this?" Then the little fat man found himself bound to a huge wooden cross with chains the thickness of the baby's arm, surrounded by blood-stained walls, and torture instruments such as leather whips and candles on the ground.

"Wake up! This is the Devil's Concentration Camp, I remember that Wu Yi, the person who walked out of here, didn't call it 'purgatory', it was your convincing that appeared here. ”

As he spoke, Tang Gun shook his head and said with a smile on his face: "I wonder if you can eat a big meal like a little pheasant stewed mushroom, or a big meal like shooting at me?"

Looking at Tang Gun telling these terrifying things with a look of enjoyment, the little fat man felt so cold in his heart that he almost urinated on his crotch.

The little fat man's face was panicked, but he did not escape Tang Gun's eyes, his face began to slowly turn cold, "Boy, you can rest assured, there are no more than 10,000 knives, I can guarantee that you will still be alive after 10,000 knives! Boy, I'm not in a hurry, I have enough time to let you see what fear is." ”

"Now, let's start this journey to hell, I don't know what else you have to say?" Tang Lance waved his thick arm, pointing to the torture instruments around the cross underground.

"What are you going to do?" Looking at Tang Gun, who began to fiddle with the torture tools, the little fat man asked with horror, knowing that this was going to be executed, but he still held on to it.

Tang Gun didn't answer, but the little fat man soon knew what Tang Gun was going to do.

"First of all, start with acupuncture in medicine. ”

Tang Gun, who was smiling, picked out five large iron needles from a large pile of torture tools, ignored the little fat man's horror, and drove the five large iron needles into the little fat man's collarbone, wrist and ankle arteries in turn.

Suddenly, blood dripped from the iron needle to the ground, and many torture instruments were stained with blood.

The little fat man who was nailed into his collarbone endured the pain and glared angrily at Tang Gun, but he didn't snort.

"Huh, you have backbone!" Tang Gun clapped his hands and said, "I like people with backbone, and Liangchen doesn't mind accompanying you evil forces to the end." ”

Tang Gun chose to ignore the little fat man's pretending and began to continue the follow-up movements in his hands, as if he was not facing a person, but a model of an intern who could not move or speak to practice surgery.

"Now we are starting to use ink punishment, slashing punishment, slashing punishment, palace punishment, and Dabi in ancient China. Tang Gun's tone did not fluctuate at all, but a cold sweat oozed from the little fat man's back.

"You bastard, you have a kind of continuation!"

"My lord, spare me, don't torture me..., if you torture me again, I'm going to die!"

"You're a madman, how can you have such a thing, God won't let you go!"

"Kill me, please. ”

"The organization will never let you go!"

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After spending ten points to exchange for the pain amplification potion, Tang Gun poured it into the little fat man, and the punishment pain he suffered would only be magnified by a tenfold increase, so to speak, all the pain had been applied to the little fat man's spirit and soul.

Gradually, in the various punishments that Tang Gun continued to perform, the little fat man's eyes changed, from anger to pleading, from pleading to despair, from despair to hatred, and from hatred to anger, the mood couldn't help but change, but one thing can be guaranteed, that is, pain is the main theme of these emotions.

And Tang Gun seems to be incarnated as a robot, ignoring the pain of the little fat man, just holding his head and punishing him, the little fat man is sure that Tang Gun is definitely the most competent prison warden in the world!

Tang Gun's heart is colder than cold, darker than darkness, harder than diamonds. In the eyes of the tortured little fat man, Tang Gun is definitely 10,000 times more terrifying than the legendary demon, 100 million times, and even those so-called human nature do not have the horror of Tang Gun at this moment.

Tang Gun, who still had a smiling face, continued to perform all kinds of appalling punishments on the little fat man with his hands and feet, and the intense pain was loaded on the little fat man's body, but it could no longer cause his eyes, face, and even a trace of fluctuation in his body (but it still startled Tang Gun, only to find out that this thing turned out to be mixed).

"Nima, I'm working hard here, you're asleep, how can there be such a cheap thing in the world!"

Under the invasion of severe pain, not to mention the eyes, even the body should have instinctively trembling under the severe pain, as if the little fat man had completely turned into a lifeless stone.

The long-lost electric shock rod came, and then, the little fat man felt a numbness in his lower body, and immediately realized that Tang Gun was holding a rubber stick and teasing his little brother.

Looking at the bloodstained floor and walls because of the torture instrument under him, the little fat man's frightened eyes flashed with crazy brilliance, and a drop of tears fell, and the little fat man was actually moved to cry!

Even the little fat man is still unable to suppress this fateful criminal law under the training of the endless torture instruments of Tang Gun.

"Don't you want to say something?" Tang Gun poured a basin of water on the little fat man again, and said lightly.

The whole world shown by the eyes is a room with a bit of ferocity, and the only living creature is the devilish Tang Gun, maybe he is not a human at all, but a big demon who is more demonic than a demon.

In those few hours, the only thing that could teach the little fat man to feel that he was alive was already the pain of the execution, and the only thing that could teach the little fat man to relieve his boredom was Tang Gun's ever-changing fancy criminal law, if it weren't for his fat and fat being thick enough, I believe he would definitely get what Tang Gun wanted.

"My patience has run out, you can give an answer, Sao Nian!" As he spoke, Tang Lance took another iron clip, which was thin at both ends, only a hollow circle in the middle.

The little fat man's constipated expression on his face turned bruised, and he was surprised.

"Okay, as the enforcer of Chaos Heaven, let me tell you, my name is Gong Bao Jiding, the criminal officer of the Great Song Dynasty, and now I give you fear!"

"Your Juhua and little brother, I will laugh unkindly!"

After speaking, Tang Gun clamped the little fat man's thing with an iron clip, and the little fat man's face turned green.

Without waiting for the little fat man to resist, Tang Gun took off the coat of the rubber rod, and it was a crimson copper rod.

Now the little fat man cried, struggling desperately and shouting, but Tang Gun didn't pay attention to it at all, Ya just played with me, Lao Tzu made you regret your life in the world.

With the little fat man's scream, the copper rod was stuffed into the corresponding window of the little fat man.

"Stabilize the transformer, this can be!"

Tang gun turned on the power to 35V!