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When he returned to Jiulong Villa, he immediately reported to the owner An Dapeng: "Master, those two little slaves have been captured for you." ”

An Dapeng pinched two silver steel balls in his right hand, kept rubbing them, and he sneered: "Well, give them a long memory!"

"Yes, owner!"

As he spoke, An Dahai took the two children to the torture room, which was the hell of the slaves, and it was full of all kinds of torture tools: no less than the punishment chamber of the government, there were clamps for holding hands and feet, sharp cones for stabbing human flesh, all kinds of sharp knives, bayonets, nail boards, and soldering irons......

As soon as they walked here, just looking at these things made people's scalps fleshy, and the two children's hearts were also full of fear, and it seemed that this good fight was inevitable.

An Dahai was very happy, and the more frightened they were, the more proud he became.

When Yang Zimo saw it, she was so frightened that she almost cried, she had long forgotten that her strength at this time was three times greater than usual, of course, even if her strength was more than three times greater than usual, it was only the strength of an adult woman, and in the face of An Dahai's level of guards, it was as bad as an egg and a stone. Tears rolled in his eyes, thinking that a hero might as well take the initiative to admit his mistake if he didn't suffer the loss in front of him.

"The second master, no, big, big, uncle, please let us go, we, we were wrong, we won't dare next time. Yang Zimo said tremblingly.

An Dahai said with a smile: "Now I know it's wrong, it's late, why did you go early?"

Gongsun Hu snorted coldly: "Yang Zimo, can you give me a little backbone?" I told you a long time ago that if you don't ask him, you just don't listen, and asking is in vain, if he is willing to spare you, I will not be surnamed Gong, and I will not be called Gongsun Hu from now on." ”

An Dahai laughed: "Yo ho, is it still quite bloody?" Okay, then I won't let you have the surname Gongsun today, I will spare him, but the pain of his flesh and skin, you kid will suffer it!"

Gongsun Huxin said, I wasn't called Gongsun Hu in the first place, An Dahai, you are really stupid, you were fooled. It's just Lan'er, her body is too weak, how can she withstand the beating?

Thinking of this, he said coldly: "Suffer together, suffer together, you are not allowed to regret it, if you regret it, you will be a scumbag!"

An Dahai was half angry: "You stinky boy, see that Lao Tzu doesn't beat you all over the ground to find teeth, Lao Tzu won't be called An Dahai." ”

An Dahai just finished saying this sentence, and immediately reacted, in fact, his real name is of course not called An Dahai, in order to follow the owner of the village loyal and filial piety to the master, he took the initiative to take the surname An, at this time also immediately reacted, stinky boy This is provoking me! Of course he is not surnamed Gongsun, his surname is not Gongsun, his surname is not Gongsun, is it not called Gongsun Hu, what is my business?

"Uncle, you still beat me, Gongsun Hu can't stand it alone. Yang Zimo said timidly.

"You two beat this boy sixty for me first, and you come and count it for me. An Dahai commanded.

"Yes, second master. One of the housekeepers stood there, the other two held Gongsun Hu down, and one picked up a stick and began to beat.

"One, two, three....... ”

"Ouch, ouch, yo....... Gongsun Hu couldn't help but call.

An Dahai was very helpful when he heard this wail. "Little ghost, I will make you cheap, I have to make you suffer a lot. ”

"Don't, don't, uncle, let me suffer the rest of the sticks, please!" Yang Zimo knelt there and begged.

"Thirty-five, thirty-six, thirty-seven, thirty-eight....... ”

Suddenly, the wailing gradually stopped.

"Killed, stop!" An Dahai felt a little pity, it was not worth killing someone. This little guy hasn't squeezed out his money yet.

"Bring me a basin of water to wake him up. ”

"Yes!"

A servant brought a basin of water, and a basin of cold water poured down from Gongsun Hu's head.

"Ahh ”

After the fight, he tattooed the word "8" on my forehead, and from then on, he was the No. 8 slave of my Kowloon Villa. An Dahai said coldly.

He enjoyed this sanction very much, especially at the thought that this stinky boy could only crawl to live during this time, and he could not even sit on a chair, he was happy and walked away in excitement.

Of course, An Dahai's departure is tantamount to acquiescing that people who beat people with sticks can be lazy, they don't have to hit so hard, and they can save some strength for themselves. Besides, he has no enmity with this kid, and besides, he is so young, so he naturally has to beat lightly, as long as he can hear the sound of the board.

The one who counted then counted, "Fifty-five, fifty-six...... Sixty. ”

Finally, after hitting sixty sticks, drag it down.

"Gongsun Hu, Brother Huzi, wake up quickly!" Yang Zimo was crying beside her, and she was the only one who was the most heartbroken, and the family next to her was very numb, for them, it was much more ruthless and poisonous than this criminal law, and it was no surprise for a long time.

Gongsun Hu's forehead was carved with a knife with the word "8". Since then, he has become the No. 8 slave in Kowloon Villa. The slave who carved the mark, no matter where he went, carried the mark of a slave. From then on, it will be inferior, and it seems that there is a saying that it will never turn over.

When Gongsun Hu was dragged back and thrown into the collective dormitory, he grinned and said, "Don't worry, if it hurts, it's still this engraving, and the board didn't seriously hurt me at all." And I enjoyed the feeling of being beaten with a stick, and I don't know why, although it hurt, it was very useful, so I deliberately yelled so that I wouldn't implicate you. He laughs.

"Ah, is it true?Brother Huzi, I don't believe it!" Yang Zimo looked at him without blinking. Knowing that Gongsun Hu was not seriously injured, she was very comforted.

"Remember, in the future, you will call me No. 8 in front of everyone, hehe, although it hurts, but it feels relaxed on me, I feel the blood is unblocked, I don't know why, I was actually put asleep at that time, and then, I was woken up by the plague god sent by the plague god of Na'an Dahai with water, which scared me to death, and the water sprinkled on the wound still hurt a little, but it was not a big deal, I was afraid of revealing the stuffing so I shouted loudly. Gongsun Hu lay there comforting Yang Zimo.

The place where they live is a big shop, people next to each other, there are about hundreds of people, Gongsun Hu and Yang Zimo came in, and they can only occupy a small board shop in the most corner.

There are all kinds of stench, musty smells, sweat glands, and rotten smells...... When they first arrived, the two of them almost fainted from the smell here.

If you want to survive, you have to adapt to the harsh environment, and with so many people, the cold taste seems to have faded a lot.

"Yang Zimo, you come here, and the second shopkeeper is looking for you. Someone shouted.

"Okay, I'll go right away. The sheep said goodbye to Gongsun Hu and went out.

After a while, he came to the owner, "Yang Zimo, are you a man or a woman?" An Dahai asked.

"I'm a girl!" Yang Zimo said timidly.

"Chunhua, you pull her in to check and see if it's true. An Dahai said.

"Yes! A maid came over and took Yang Zimo into a room.

After a while, the two of them came out of it.

"Ann-sama, she's a girl. Chunhua said.

"Okay, if it's a girl, you don't need to tattoo, you can move there from today onwards. An Dahai said.

"Thank you, Lord Ann. Yang Zimo said.

Hearing someone call him Lord An, naturally she also felt that she should call him Lord An.

An Dahai waved his hand, turned his head and left. Yang Zimo ran over to find his new place to live.

Gongsun Hu climbed on the wooden plank and began to cultivate, separating the vitality suitable for the body from this foul smell, absorbing and exhaling, a magical power that quickly recovered from the body's injuries.

The original red, swollen and purple skin, and the bloody and blackened wounds gradually faded at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and in the early morning of the next day, they all recovered as new.

"It's really comfortable, there was still a part of the meridians that were not smooth, it seems that in this tempering, it has been transparent, try to perceive it again!" Gongsun Hu closed his eyes and began to perceive everything around him.

"Ah, it seems that I have a few meridians that are not under my control, and I am much more relaxed. ”

Perception can reach 300 meters. Although he had already cultivated to the ninth level of qi refining, he didn't know how to do it, and this cultivation could even go backwards! Now he didn't even reach the fourth layer of the qi refining period, Gongsun Hu shook his head, he really couldn't figure it out.

If you have reached the foundation building, you should be able to practice the immortal art passed down by the master, the doppelganger technique, the mind reading technique, the transformation technique, the sword technique, ....... It's a pity, it's a failure.

If I can't practice it all, then I'll try mind reading!

The others are extremely demanding on the conditions, and they don't have any pills to assist, so they are afraid that the chances of success will be even slimmer.

From this day on, Gongsun Hu began to practice mind reading, concentrating on calming his mind, going deep into a state of self-forgetfulness, and quietly touching the thoughts of others with his consciousness.

Ah, I failed, and before my consciousness went out, I was blocked by others. Gongsun Hu was not discouraged, he always tried over and over again.