Ji Danhuang wanted to take a nap for a while, recuperate his spirits, and after finding the group of black-clothed people who had taken away his mother and sister, he would tear them apart one by one. However, as soon as he closed his eyes, the images recorded in the disc were dangling in front of his eyes like a nightmare, and the painful cries of his mother and sister kept echoing in his ears.

So, Ji Danhuang opened a pair of blood-red eyes, stared straight at the ceiling, and didn't blink. At this time, if a mirror suddenly appeared on the ceiling, I am afraid that Ji Danhuang would definitely be startled by his current appearance.

Now he has a miserable complexion, his eyes are red, and his whole body exudes a strong murderous aura, he is simply inhuman, it is better to say that he is Shura Yasha.

There was a soft "squeak", the door was pushed open, Ji Danhuang turned his eyes, was stunned, and suddenly sat up from G.

Long Muyan?

Long Muyan pushed the door and walked in, sat on the soft sofa, looked out the window, and never looked at Ji Danhuang. Ji Danhuang looked at Long Muyan steadily, and the moment his gaze fell on her, the killing intent in his heart seemed to be frozen, and it was difficult to control his feelings. Looking at Long Muyan in the distance, Ji Danhuang only felt that the whole world was silent.

Ji Danhuang looked at Long Muyan, Long Muyan looked out the window, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Long Muyan raised her hand slightly, pointed to the window from afar, and the closed window opened with it. The cold wind of winter poured into the room, blowing the pale cyan chiffon skirt on Long Muyan's body like a flower, and fluttering like a cloud. Ji Danhuang couldn't help but look stupid, he didn't even feel cold when the cold wind blew on his body, and only the shadow of Long Muyan was left in his eyes.

He seems to have seen this scene somewhere......

After a long while, Long Muyan said lightly: "It's calm?"

Ji Danhuang was stunned, and after his brain stiffened for a while, he remembered his mother and sister. It's just that now, in front of Long Muyan, he can't express any anger at all, and the strong killing intent that lingered before can no longer be condensed.

In front of Long Muyan, he didn't seem to be able to do anything.

Ji Danhuang's eyes darkened, he looked down at his pale hands, and said nothing. At this moment, he didn't know what to say.

Suddenly, something flew head-on and smashed straight into Ji Danhuang's head. Ji Danhuang reflexively reached out and fished the thing in his hand. When he saw that the object in his hand was a flat box, his whole face became more and more bloody.

The flat box was exactly the same as the one he had received with the disc in it! When he opened it, he saw that there was also a disc lying inside, which was only marked on the front.

Ji Danhuang looked up at Long Muyan and said hurriedly, "Where did this thing come from?"

The disc he received before is now lying in his bag. The box lying in his hand at this time must have just been delivered!

Long Muyan said: "Someone put this thing at the door, and the note on it said it was for you. But I think it's better that you don't see this thing. With that, Guang Sleeve closed the window with a wave of his sleeves, and Shi Shiran floated out of the room.

Looking at the disc in his hand, thinking about Long Muyan's words, Ji Danhuang frowned and hesitated slightly. There will not be anything good in the disc sent by the other party, and Long Muyan will not let him see it, which is obviously the most correct. Merely......

After hesitating for a long time, Ji Danhuang finally took out his laptop, and pushed the disc into the optical drive with a trembling arm. At the moment when he clicked on the playback, Ji Danhuang only felt that his heart was about to pop out of his mouth, and he felt a chill inexplicably.

He just wanted to know if his mother and sister were still alive.

The screen went black, and the image slowly appeared, it was still the same room, still the huge iron cage. The difference is that Ji Danqing is no longer as energetic as before, lying on the ground scarred and panting. And Shan Xueqin's hands and feet have all been cut off, the iron nails on the crooks of her arms and legs have been passed through by two iron chains, and the whole person has been pulled into a straight line horizontally and suspended at a height of one meter above the ground. From a distance, it looks like you're lying on a chain.

At this time, Shan Xueqin was also a wolf, and the clothes on her body had already been broken into pieces, and you could see blood marks all over her body. Like Ji Danqing, she was pale and lifeless, and she only had the strength to breathe.

Looking at it like this, it seems that they have been tortured for a long time, and only their last breath is left to hang here.

The camera flickered slightly, and the sound of the iron door opening sounded, and then several mandrills that were several laps larger than before were put into the iron cage by the black-clothed tropics. The appearance of these mandrills was much more fierce than the previous ones, and they exuded a strange black aura all over their bodies, as if they were alien beasts cultivated by secret methods.

Thinking that they had experienced such treatment before, as soon as the mandrills entered the iron cage, they couldn't wait to pounce on Ji Danqing, wantonly. And Ji Danqing seemed to have become numb to such inhuman torture, looking at the ceiling with a pair of empty eyes, her whole face was blank, and she was powerless to cry even if she let the mandrills leave scars on her body.

It seemed that all her strength had been used to try to breathe so that she could live a little longer.

At this point, I don't even have the courage to end my life.

Ji Danhuang looked at Ji Danqing, who was turned over by mandrills like a broken doll, and big tears burst out of his eyes. He didn't know how much torture Ji Danqing had gone through before he became so numb.

I'm afraid, in addition to being wantonly invaded by mandrills, she has also experienced other inhuman tortures.

The picture paused slightly, and then it was as if someone had pressed it to fast forward, and it was quickly played, and it seemed that even the person who recorded the video felt that the CI excitement of this section was not big enough, so he simply fast-forwarded and omitted this very boring part.

Fast forward about a minute, and the picture returns to its normal playback speed. At this moment, the mandrills had finished venting, and they left the cage with the man in black contentedly, leaving only Ji Danqing with an expressionless face, lying on his back on the ground, looking at the ceiling vacantly.

Ji Danhuang only felt that his heart was as painful as a knife. Obviously, this video should have been filmed for some time, and when this video was taken, my mother and sister were on the verge of death, and I don't know how to ......

Ji Danhuang shuddered, shook his head vigorously to shake off the thoughts in his head, and focused on the video again.

The camera zoomed in slightly, focusing on Shan Xueqin's body. Ji Danhuang's breathing stagnated, as if he was squeezed by something in his chest. He knew that now it was his mother's turn.

Shan Xueqin closed her eyes tightly, obviously in a coma, only the slightly undulating chest showed that she was still a living person at the moment.

A bucket of ice water was poured down, Shan Xueqin woke up with a low cry, and looked at the black-clothed man beside her with her eyes slightly open, but she couldn't scold a word.

The man in black didn't speak, and dragged out a large rectangular iron box without a lid from the side and placed it under Shan Xueqin. The figure paused slightly, and a large woven bag was dragged in, and all the contents in it were poured into the large iron box with a "bang".

Ji Danhuang fixed his eyes and gasped in shock. What the man in black poured into the big iron box was a big bag full of honeycomb coal!

In an instant, Ji Danhuang understood what the man in black wanted to do, and the hairs on his body stood up.

Reaching into the big iron box and straightening out the messy honeycomb coal inside, the man in black took out a large barrel of alcohol and poured it all into the iron box. Immediately, he struck a large match like a show off and shook it twice in front of the camera.

Ji Danhuang's throat "gurgled", cold sweat trickled down his forehead, and his back was already soaked with cold sweat. He seemed to be able to see what a cruel smile the face of the man in black was hidden behind the black mask when he threw the bright match in his hand into the large iron box.

As soon as the match entered the large iron box, the alcohol inside was ignited, and a half-man-high flame burst out. Burned by the flames, Shan Xueqin let out a heart-rending scream, her body writhed uncontrollably, the wounds on her arms and legs were suddenly torn, and the blood dripped down and fell into the flames.

The man in black didn't seem to expect the flame to burn so fiercely, so he hurriedly took out some honeycomb coal with iron tongs and turned the flame down until the flame was just about five centimeters above the big iron box.

was violently burned by the flames, and the severe pain made Shan Xueqin, who was already weak, faint before she lasted a few seconds. The man in black helplessly touched a water bag filled with ice water, and hit Shan Xueqin's face with a "snap", and he didn't wake up for the second and third times. Finally, under the stimulation of ice water and hitting, Shan Xueqin woke up and turned around.

Ji Danhuang gritted his teeth with hatred. Do they want their mothers to see themselves roasted? It's so miserable!

The flames burned quietly, scorching Shan Xueqin's body, and Shan Xueqin, who was pulled straight by the iron chain, could only twist slightly, and let out a low groan of pain from her mouth. The man in black seemed to think that this was not enough, so he brought a big wolf dog, turned Shan Xueqin over, took out a knife and fork, and sliced the meat that had been roasted on Shan Xueqin's back, and threw it to the big wolf dog in front of her.

Not only to watch themselves being roasted, but also to watch others cut off their own flesh and feed it to the dogs!

No wonder Ji Danqing became so numb, as if he had lost his soul, broken like a discarded rag doll. Presumably, in addition to the video, she must have also suffered mental torture that was more cruel than physical pain.

Ji Danhuang clenched his fists tightly, because his teeth were bitten too hard, a trace of blood had oozed from his mouth, and the killing intent that had just calmed down was ignited again, and the true qi in his body had also been drummed.

These people must die!