After scolding, Qian Wanjin became more and more unhappy, patted the iron chain on the cell door, "Come on, open the lock and take the person out. Lord, please greet him well today!"
"What do you want to do?" The man inside looked gloomy.
"What are you doing? Of course you did it to death." Qian Wanjin grinned. He hasn't taken care of business when he came here, thinking that he would be over with a scolding
Really, no one dared to move him when he squeezed the bargaining chip, so that he could live in a cell with peace of mind
dream.
Feng Qingbai raised his hand towards the mansion, and Fu Zheng immediately opened the jailer's door and pushed Xue Zhong out.
"Wait," Qian Wanjin said again, kicking the wheelchair with his foot, "He is a prisoner, or is he going to commit a crime. Is it for him to enjoy catching him in? I withdrew the wheelchair and dragged it away. Later, he thought. Move, let him crawl!"
Xue Zhong finally changed his color, and remained indifferent.
He raised his head and stared at the two of them, and finally fell on Feng Qingbai, "The prince really wants this?"
He had never been so embarrassed in his entire life, except for the time he escaped from the dead.
The jailer threw the wheelchair he was leaning on and held him up, with his legs hanging down on the ground like noodles. That was the way he most evasively appeared in front of people! It's a complete waste!
Feng Qingbai greeted him lightly, did not speak, nor did he see any waves in his eyes.
It seemed that he was a joke in his eyes, a nasty, contemptuous, humble filthy thing.
Xue Zhong sneered, "It's okay, it's just that the old man wants to remind the prince, but whatever I bear now, even the slightest bit will appear on Xue Qinglian! If I hurt, he will inevitably not escape!"
Feng Qingbai’s eyes shrank invisible and turned deep, but his face remained silent, "He is now a cripple, and he has to lie in bed for the second half of his life. Life is worse than death. No matter how bad he is Where is it going? It's not as easy as death. Your threat is useless with this king."
Qian Wanjin almost couldn't hold back his anger, because Xue Zhong's words had already reddened his eyes, but Feng Qingbai's words made him regain a sense of clarity under the rush of anger. Xue Zhong will not be aimless, but if they beg him, it will make Xue Zhong more unscrupulous, it is better to ignore it and let his heart hang!
"Hurry up, drag this old thing out! When I first came in, I could see all kinds of torture instruments hanging on the wall of torture instruments, let him taste them one by one later!"
The jailer dragged Xue Zhong forward to the torture room, Qian Wanjin followed behind, taking out the bottles and cans he had brought, and holding them in his arms.
"Don't worry, every day from now on, you will have a wonderful time in this place, and you will never be lonely." After the jailer tied the person to the torture, Qian Wanjin smiled and took the medicine bottles and put the potion. The ointment pill was stuffed into Xue Zhong's mouth, "Eat, eat more, you will not die for a while, I don't know what it is like, you have the right to try it, it tastes good, and Minger will bring it to you again! "
Feng Qingbai and Mansion sat down on the chairs beside them, letting Qian Wanjin toss, watched quietly, with a calm expression that people could not see what they were thinking.
With a mouth full of poison and forced to swallow it, Xue Zhong flushed after a while, and then turned purple and twitched all over his body.
The heart is eroding the bones, the needles are pricking the flesh, and there are countless ants crawling in the bones.
In this way, Qian Wanjin seemed to feel that it was not enough, and began to walk to the wall of torture instruments, picking up the instruments of torture hanging there and making gestures.
Barbed whip, piercing nail, mace, pipa hook... everything can make the pubic bone chill.
"Feng Qingbai! You, really don't want Xue Qinglian's life anymore!?" Xue Zhong gritted his teeth in pain, and his words were difficult to tune.
Feng Qingbai looked at him, his eyes were calm and indifferent, as if the deep pool did not make ripples, "It's not that I don't want his life, it's you who want his life. If he dies, it's not mine, it's you. He couldn't blame this king for what this uncle gave him."
Qian Wanjin sighed, "Xue Qinglian has an uncle like you, so he deserves to be fate. He is dead, we will avenge him, and we are worthy of this brotherhood."
As he said, he handed the soldering iron to the jailer aside, "Go, burn him."
"You...really dare!..."
"Otherwise do you think you were caught here to let you spend your old age here?"
Soon, screams of pain came from the torture chamber, sharp and stern, endless.
Qian Wanjin didn't have any mercy at all, so he stared at him and asked the jailer to put all the instruments of torture in the room one by one.
On the torture frame, Xue Zhong was dying of torture, covered in blood, and in the end he couldn't gather any strength even to open his eyes.
"Don't worry, this is the first day. You can taste all kinds of flavors every day from now on." A hand patted his face, "You can live as long as you can."
The other voice seemed to be talking to the mansion, "If a person dies, he will be thrown directly to the mass grave."
"Yes, Lord."
Xue Zhonghat's eyes were bloodshot, and at the same time his heart finally began to give birth to horror and fear.
These two people really don't care about his life and death, that is to say, they don't care about Xue Qinglian's life and death as much as he thought!
If Xue Qinglian is useless, then the chips he holds in his hand are gone.
The Liu family values love and justice, and so does Liu Yusheng. Feng Qingbai weighed Liu Yusheng, so when he came, he had confidence in his heart. As long as he held Xue Qinglian, he could not die.
Did he make a mistake
No, no, a wrong step is lost!
He can't lose!
He still doesn't want to die!
The jailer dragged the unconscious people away, threw them back into the cell, and locked the door again.
After Feng Qingbai and Qian Wanjin walked out of the prison, the expressions on their faces became condensed.
"What kind of poison did that old thing give Xue Qinglian?" Qian Wanjin gritted his teeth.
Xue Zhong said that he was in pain, and Xue Qinglian could not escape. What he said at that time, I am afraid it is not alarmist.
"I don't know for the time being." Feng Qingbai looked up at the sky, his eyes were dark and deep, "Xue Zhong has a rich experience and is a cunning man. Throw the last chips."
"Then pinch his hope, I will come to sentence him every day, I see how long he can last!"
"Go back and see Xue Qinglian's situation before making a decision." Feng Qingbai said.
Don't be reckless, although he also wants to get all the truth out of Xue Zhong's mouth immediately, but keeping Xue Qinglian is the most important thing.
At this time, the Liu Yun Pavilion was filled with turmoil.
The pain on Xue Qinglian's body seemed to have doubled suddenly, and he gritted his teeth to endure the pain no matter what, but this time he couldn't hold it back.
The heart-piercing pain and the blood that was constantly vomiting made Liu Yusheng panicked.