Seeing this change, Qin Yu wanted to step forward to check how Feng Yue was, but before he could make a move, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Wu Shixun rushed in with a group of guards, and without giving them a chance to explain, he directly tied up Qin Yu and Zhao Ping.

Half an hour later, in the dungeon, Wu Shixun walked up to Zhao Ping, who was hanging on the iron frame, and chuckled and said:

"Little brother, it's not that I have to kill you, I have no grievances with you in the long future, why should I hurt you if I have no enmity in the near future. If you want to blame it, you have to blame yourself for accidentally getting involved in this matter.

Those who are sect masters, door masters, and young village masters, as long as they don't die in the end, they will be fine, and it is not us who die. So don't blame me, if you want to hate, hate these sects and court officials."

At this time, Zhao Ping had been beaten and couldn't speak, so he could only look at Commander Wu coldly, his heart was full of anger but he couldn't vent it.

Half an hour ago, when Feng Yue vomited blood and fainted, Commander Wu immediately led the guards of the General Military Mansion to rush in, and did not listen to Qin Yu and Zhao Ping's explanations, and directly tied them up and twisted them to the small black house.

After that, there was regular torture, but the efficiency of the border soldiers was high, and even the process of torture and beating was saved. After a whip, he directly grabbed Zhao Ping's hand and dipped it in the blood on his body, and drew a charge on a piece of paper full of words that Zhao Ping couldn't understand.

If it weren't for Zhao Ping being beaten to death, he would definitely complain in his heart, there was no means to identify fingerprints in ancient times, why bother, just find someone with a similar hand shape, press one, isn't it over?

Why do you have to beat yourself half to death, I'm not a martyr, why don't I even give a chance to surrender.

Now that the time has come, Zhao Ping, who had just been woken up by a bucket of cold water, heard what Commander Wu said to him, and his heart was angry, fearful, but helpless.

Zhao Ping knew that no one could save him now, the little Taoist priest who gave him a newbie gift bag never appeared again, and Qi Yufei was probably sent to die, and Qin Yu was probably unable to protect himself now.

It is true that in the next room, Qin Yu is many times worse than Zhao Ping, Zhao Ping will faint because of the pain, but Qin Yu is not so easy to escape. With Qin Yu's second-rate master's strength, as long as the internal force was still injured in these skins, it was not enough to make him unconscious.

Therefore, it is not a good thing that the strength is too high, after all, Qin Yu is flesh and blood, even if he does not faint, pain is inevitable. The only thing to be thankful for is that Qin Yu has not been directly sentenced to death like Zhao Ping. Because he is a real person from the Famous Sword Villa, he still has a lot of value to use.

As a secret agent cultivated by the Famous Sword Villa for many years, Qin Yu naturally knew a lot of information about the Famous Sword Villa, and the living Qin Yu was much more valuable than the dead Qin Yu.

Zhao Ping is just the opposite, for some people, Zhao Ping who is dead is a good Zhao Ping. Commander Wu patted Zhao Ping's shoulder, expressing his sympathy and helplessness for his experience, such a small action pulled Zhao Ping's wound, and he grinned in pain.

Objectively speaking, Zhao Ping's injuries were not as serious as they seemed, because he had not been really tortured before he had already fainted from a few appetizers.

Seeing that Zhao Ping fainted after being beaten twice, it didn't look like he had learned martial arts at all, and even the interrogators began to doubt his identity. At this time, the Lord Commander also understood, it turned out that this person might just be a substitute ghost found by Qi Yufei, and he was not from the Famous Sword Villa at all.

After waking Zhao Ping up again, he began to ask him about his origin and the purpose of coming here, and Zhao Ping poured beans into a bamboo tube and said the words of deceiving Qi Yufei again. He also talked about what happened after he met Qi Yufei, and talked about it in great detail.

It's a pity that none of these words will be recorded, because no one really cares where he came from, and asking these questions is just out of Commander Wu's personal curiosity.

But Zhao Ping's encounter still resonated with Wu Shixun's heart, so it led to the above paragraph. It can also be seen from what Commander Wu said to Zhao Ping that he was sympathetic to Zhao Ping's experience, and even had a little sense of sympathy for the death of the rabbit and the fox.

But even so, Commander Wu still had to kill Zhao Ping, because if he didn't kill Zhao Ping and finished the play, then he might be the next one to be killed.

Dead friends do not die poor, this is the minimum code of conduct for every Jianghu person who wants to live.

Wu Shixun ordered the soldiers to free Zhao Ping from the iron frame, and Zhao Ping, who could no longer walk, was carried to a small courtyard.

At this time, Feng Dong also brought a group of people to this courtyard, they did not come empty-handed, but carried a large urn more than one person high, and brought a lot of firewood.

Feng Dong looked at Zhao Ping, who was thrown on the ground, and said: "Although you and I only have one side, I see that you are very kind, although you can't do anything for you before you die, then I can only return this bag to you." ”

As he spoke, he took out a cloth bag from his sleeve, it was Zhao Ping's Qiankun bag, which was taken away by the soldiers when he was arrested before, not only the Qiankun bag and the jade plate, but even his clothes were stripped of all and there was only a pair of leopard print underwear.

After all, the clothes prepared by Du Changfeng are still very valuable, if they are damaged during torture, it is a pity, and these things can be sold for money and distributed to these guards as benefits. Of course, when Feng Dong took away a cloth bag, no one would say anything.

Feng Dong took out the small porcelain bottle from the Qiankun bag, shook it in his hand, and said, "Brother Zhao, you said that this medicine is for the treatment of old diseases, but I hope that this is poison, at least it can free you from the pain you are about to face."

After speaking, without waiting for Zhao Ping's reaction, he directly opened the porcelain bottle, poured out the pill and threw it directly into Zhao Ping's mouth. The pill melts in your mouth, so you can't vomit even if you want to.

In this case, Zhao Ping didn't need to care about whether this medicine was poison anymore, he looked at Feng Yue and said: "I'm also a dying person, but I want to find out before I die, why I died, even if you want to kill me, you will have to be charged."

"Isn't the crime of murdering the chief soldier of Tianxia Pass not big enough? Although the chief soldier is not dead, the doctor said that he has been poisoned and may not survive for a few days. ”

Saying that, he also showed a sad emotion, and people who didn't know really thought that he and Feng Yue were really a family.

"I know it has nothing to do with you, and you weren't going to die right away, but it's a pity that someone wants you to die right now, and put the matter on the coffin. As for the deeper reasons, I don't know, and even if I did, I wouldn't have said it, let alone you wouldn't have understood it. ”

Listening to Feng Dong's words made Zhao Ping completely desperate, and deeply felt the malice of this world, sure enough, not all traversers have the aura of the protagonist, and the loser is a loser no matter which plane he is in.

Watching these soldiers pour buckets of water into the big urn, Zhao Ping wondered if the prisoners in this world still had to take a bath before they were executed.

Feng Dong saw Zhao Ping's doubts and explained: "This big urn is the torture instrument for executing you, and murdering the border guards will be a serious crime, so you will be sentenced to cooking and killing." ”

Zhao Ping never thought that one day he would miss the days of working so much, missing the pig-headed boss in the company, and his green tea secretary, only in the modern world he didn't have to die so miserably.

Cooking is a punishment for boiling people alive.