A plate of red and green fried shrimp is served in a white plate with a crystal blue light, which looks fresh and refreshing, and the edge of the plate also has a bamboo pattern. Then Gai Nie fried a plate of richly colored Disanxian, the aroma of eggplant mixed with the smell of green peppers and potatoes, and the smell made the corners of the mouth moist. Gai Nie shredded a cucumber and placed it on a plate with flour skin, drizzling a little vinegar and a few drops of natural soy sauce to make this light cold dish even more flavorful.

Gai Nie put the dishes on the table, then turned back to the kitchen and made another tomato and egg soup. Gai Nie, who was busy with his work, slowly sat on the sofa to rest, the anger in his heart had subsided, but he was still the only one in the empty room, Gai Nie felt a little bored, so he called Guiguzi and asked him why he didn't go home yet.

When I called Guiguzi, the phone was busy for a long time before Guiguzi picked it up: "Hey, Nie." Guiguzi's tone was obviously a little impatient, and Guiguzi was surrounded by the sound of a subwoofer, it seemed that Guiguzi was dancing in a square dance with a group of aunts.

Although Guiguzi hadn't said anything yet, Gai Nie had already understood, and Gai Nie said directly: "I know, Master, you have a good time outside, it doesn't matter how late you play." With that, Gagnie hung up the phone.

Gai Nie exhaled lightly, he didn't expect to disturb the master again, if he hadn't hung up the phone in a hurry because of his wit, he would probably be reprimanded by Guiguzi again, right? Gai Nie thought so, secretly rejoicing in his wit.

Since Guiguzi won't come back, let's call Xiaozhuang again to see if he has an appointment for the evening.

Gai Nie found Xiao Zhuang's phone number and dialed it, but on the other end of the phone, there was a mechanical voice: "The phone you dialed is no longer in the service area, sorry" Gai Nie called three times in a row, still no one answered, Gai Nie was a little puzzled, didn't Xiao Zhuang know where to play?

Now, he is left alone in the huge family, on the dining table, the steaming meals are all Guiguzi and Xiaozhuang's favorite food, Gai Nie's figure looks a little stupid, he walked slowly to the dining table, his steps seem to have lost his soul, and his mood is depressed, like an abandoned child.

He ate silently, and Xiao Zhuang's favorite TV programs flashed on the TV, which should be because Xiao Zhuang forgot to turn off the TV before leaving, and Gai Nie lost his appetite after eating a few bites of food indiscriminately. He cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and sat alone on the couch, staring at the boring TV program on the TV.

Xiaozhuang will watch a cross talk program every night, in this cross talk show, a little black fat man will always appear every night, and there is a donkey uncle who likes to smoke, drink, and burn his head.

Every time the little black fat man says Uncle Donkey, Xiao Zhuang will laugh, maybe Gai Nie's laughter is too high, every time Xiao Zhuang repeats the imitation of the bridge that appeared on TV, Gai Nie has an indifferent face, and he doesn't know what Xiao Zhuang is doing.

Now that Gai Nie has calmed down, he is sitting on the sofa with a serious face on his face, staring at the cross talk program on the TV.

I have to say that Xiao Zhuang imitates those cross talk burdens quite similarly, but Gai Nie just doesn't think it's funny, and he also thinks Xiao Zhuang is stupid, Gai Nie stared at the TV seriously, until Uncle Donkey said, "you!" When the cross talk ended, Gai Nie didn't understand what the people in the TV were laughing at.

Turn off the TV, there is silence all around, I don't know when it has been dark, Guiguzi and Xiaozhuang have not come back, and the tired body of the whole day of work makes Gai Nie a little irritable, probably because of work anxiety.

Gai Nie returned to the room, he saw that his door was still lying quietly on the wall, there was no extra energy to care about the door, Gai Nie fell on the bed, curled up in the quilt, he sent a WeChat message to Xiao Zhuang, the content of the WeChat was: Where have you been? Why haven't you come back? Do you still go home for dinner at night?

And Xiao Zhuang's mobile phone was confiscated by Ying Zheng, because it was in the basement and there was no signal, Xiao Zhuang and Ying Zheng didn't know that Gai Nie had sent a message.

Xiao Zhuang survived the first torture, but the cold sweat lying up and down made Xiao Zhuang feel that he was even more uncomfortable than just now, and every wound on his body was corroded by salty sweat, and there were bursts of stinging pain.

Xiao Zhuang gritted his teeth and stiffened himself to prevent his body from falling.

Ying Zheng saw Xiao Zhuang's pain in his eyes, and a complicated feeling in his heart that didn't know whether he was happy or angry, only to hear Ying Zheng smile lightly: "Very good, I didn't expect you to survive this first torture." As he spoke, Ying Zheng gently stroked the skin of Xiao Zhuang's collarbone with his hand, as gentle as a kitten gently licking the wound with his tongue.

Ying Zheng's fingers were smeared with anti-inflammatory potion in advance, which was prepared in advance to prevent Wei Zhuang from hanging by a thread due to wound infection, but the disinfectant potion seemed to be corrosive to the blood, and as soon as his fingertips touched Xiao Zhuang's wound, it caused a little corrosive foam. The coldness on Xiao Zhuang's forehead was even more, and big drops flowed down.

Ying Zheng smiled contemptuously, as if he was enjoying this feeling: "Does it hurt? Don't worry, this is just a disinfectant invented by the Empire, it has no corrosive effect, and your wound will heal in two days." ”

"Would you be so kind?" Xiao Zhuang asked rhetorically, his voice a little hoarse and trembling.

"I am not a cruel tyrant as the people call me. Ying Zheng said solemnly, he seemed to be very distressed by the misunderstanding of the world, but he was very helpless, he frowned and said: "From the day I boarded the plane to the present, I have always adhered to the unified strategy of saluting first and then soldiering, and giving preferential treatment to prisoners of war, and I have not indiscriminately killed a person who is powerless. ”

"So what?" asked Zhuang again.

"So I won't kill you. Ying Zheng said coldly: "But you killed the king first, I should have punished your nine clans, but I chose not to kill you, you should be grateful to me." ”

"Wishful thinking. Xiao Zhuang roared with all his strength.

"Whatever you say, you can't escape the crime anyway. Ying Zheng put his hands behind his back and turned to leave. At the moment when he was about to go out, Ying Zheng said: "Today you have to rest well, nourish your spirits, and prepare to accept the second sentence tomorrow." With that, Yingzheng walked away. With the departure of Ying Zheng, the burned coals and the lit candles were also extinguished, and the entire basement cell was filled with a scorched smell, which was very pungent, Xiao Zhuang stood in place in prostration, his hands were still bound by iron chains, and his feet seemed to be bound by something, unable to move, his back was full of bloody wounds, Xiao Zhuang wanted to lean on the stake behind him, but this idea was already wishful thinking, Xiao Zhuang's back only touched the stake slightly, the wound behind him screamed, and the pain of tearing kept spreading, all over the body。

Xiao Zhuang gasped, he didn't want Ying Zheng to hear his painful voice, so he clenched his teeth silently, probably because he had been gritting his teeth, there was some pain in the temples, and his mind might be a little dazed and dizzy because of excessive dehydration.

Unconsciously, Xiao Zhuang fell asleep, just standing like this, and his body was restrained and fell asleep.

When he opened it again, it was because the wounds on his body seemed to be burned by fire, the pain was heartbreaking, and the contact between the air and the body made the bacteria grow rapidly, Xiao Zhuang opened his eyes weakly, and in a blur, he saw Gai Nie's figure standing in front of him.

"Senior brother. Xiao Zhuang narrowed his eyes, wanting to see the face of the person in front of him, and he asked tentatively.

Gai Nie heard Xiao Zhuang's voice and smiled faintly.

"You go quickly!" Xiao Zhuang's words were a little slurred, the dryness in his throat made him speak a little hard, and his lips were dry and cracked due to extreme lack of water.

Gai Nie didn't respond to Xiao Zhuang's meaning, Xiao Zhuang looked at Gai Nie carefully, only to see that Gai Nie was holding a bowl of transparent liquid that he didn't know what it was at the moment, Gai Nie put a hand into the bowl with the transparent liquid, and intertwined his fingers with the transparent liquid, and then he uncovered Xiao Zhuang's clothes, and involuntarily smeared the transparent liquid on Xiao Zhuang's body on every wound on his body, Xiao Zhuang's body instantly seemed to be corroded, and the severe pain made Xiao Zhuang gasp.

"Does it hurt?" The man who smeared the transparent potion for Xiao Zhuang spoke, and the voice of the person who spoke was not Gai Nie at all, but like Yingzheng.

Xiao Zhuang was shocked when he heard this, he closed his eyes and opened them suddenly, and sure enough, Gai Nie's figure just now was completely gone. The person in front of him also made a man wearing a high crown and a beaded curtain, at this moment, Ying Zheng's eyes were ruthless, and he was replaced by a faint look, Ying Zheng helped Xiao Zhuang apply the transparent potion while staring at Xiao Zhuang's subtle expression from time to time, it seemed that Ying Zheng was afraid of hurting Xiao Zhuang.

"Is this still a disinfectant potion?" Xiao Zhuang's voice became even more hoarse, and he spat out a few words with difficulty but stubbornly.

"Hmm. Ying Zheng replied softly and continued to help Xiao Zhuang apply the potion.

Xiao Zhuang only felt the coolness of Sensen, probably because he was in the basement, but there was a cold sweat on his head. Xiao Zhuang felt that his clothes were being stripped off layer by layer by Yingzheng, and an ominous premonition hit him instantly.

"What are you going to do?" Xiao Zhuang asked Ying Zheng with a little nervousness.

Ying Zheng also realized that what he had done made people think about it, although it was for the purpose of rubbing medicine, Ying Zheng played with the taste: "What do you say?"

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