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The water world, the basement.
This is originally a utility room, but Zhao Jing has a special hobby, which is to torture people.
He was born into a wealthy family, but he didn't take the right path. He recruited a lot of vicious gangsters. Once there were disobedient subordinates, he would torture them to death.
This underground storage room was transformed into a dungeon by him.
There are many instruments of torture in the dungeon.
In an iron prison, two people were tied to two iron posts.
This is a man and a woman.
The woman is okay, but her hands are hanging.
On the other hand, the man was beaten to pieces, his body was covered in blood, and he could only breathe out, not in.
Directly in front of the iron prison, there was a chair, and a rather handsome man in casual short-sleeves was holding a cigar in his mouth, and his legs were crossed.
He is Zhao Jing, one of the four great princes in Jiangzhong.
Behind him stood seven or eight big men in black.
"The mouth is still quite stiff."
Zhao Jing stood up with a playful smile on his face, picked up the red-hot soldering iron from the stove and walked over.
Arriving in front of Dark Soul, the red-hot iron in his hand was placed directly on his chest.
Zizi!
Smoke instantly rose from Dark Soul's chest, and a smell of burnt meat permeated the air.
"ah."
The dark soul roared out with a piercing roar.
His eyes were bloodshot, his expression was ferocious and terrifying, and he roared angrily: "Killkill me, kill me if you have the guts.
Frightened by Lu Meng who was hanging on the side, Huarong turned pale and was chattering all over.
She is just a businessman, when has she seen such a scene.
She was worried, what would she do if the other party treated her like this?
The dark soul's ability to withstand is beyond Zhao Jing's imagination.
He has tortured many people, but no matter what kind of tough bones they are, they will obediently submit under his torture, but Dark Soul is an exception.
"Jiang Yu has such a loyal subordinate."
Zhao Jing was very envious.
However, the more Dark Soul can endure, the greater his anger.
He also has a group of men, but they are all greedy for life and afraid of death. It would be great if he could have a few men like Dark Soul.
"Call me, I don't believe that he can survive."
Zhao Jing put down the soldering iron, turned around and walked towards the chair.
Several men in black came over, picked up the whip, and began to whip.
clap clap clap
The clothes on Dark Soul's body were torn, and his skin was ripped apart.
But he gritted his teeth and didn't even hum.
Zhao Jing looked at this scene, raised his eyebrows, then his eyes stayed on Lu Meng, stood up again,
Pulling Lu Meng's hair, she lifted her head up.
Lu Meng's face was pale, his teeth could not help trembling, and begged: "Don't, don't kill me, I I don't know anything."
Zhao Jing said coldly: "Who is Jiang Yu?"
Lu Meng cried: "I, I don't know, I really don't know."
"It's such a beautiful face, even my heart is almost moved, it's a pity"
Zhao Jing took out a switchblade, hung it lightly on Lu Meng's face, with a playful smile on his face, and said, "It's a pity to ruin such a beautiful face."
The sharp blade slowly pierced into Lu Meng's skin.
Lu Meng clearly felt that her face was cut open, and felt the blood overflowing, sliding down her neck along with her cheeks.
This is an unbearable pain for ordinary people.
She was crying and begging for mercy.
"Let go, let me go, I I really don't know anything."
Facing death, Lu Meng panicked.
But she really didn't know who Jiang Yu was, she hadn't met Jiang Yu a few times, and she only knew some of his past.
"Oh shit."
Zhao Jing's anger soared.
It's fine for Anhun not to speak, and now even a woman is dead set on Jiang Yu.
He picked up the switchblade and slammed it into Lu Meng's stomach, several times in a row.
Lu Meng's hands were hung, and now his stomach was stabbed several times, and the blood continued to overflow. In just a short moment, there was a lot of blood on the ground.
She felt her blood flow, feltConsciousness gradually blurred.
Are you going to die?
When death came, she suddenly became less afraid.
It's just that she still has too many things to do and too many things to finish, so she inevitably feels a little regretful.
The dark soul was half awake, Lu Meng was killed, his eyes were blood red, and he roared angrily: "No matter who you are, I will definitely be torn to pieces."
Zhao Jing also had enough fun, dropped the knife in his hand, and said casually: "Kill it, clean it up, don't dirty my venue"
"Boom!"
Suddenly there was a loud bang outside.
The dungeon door was kicked open, and a man walked in.
His expression was gloomy and terrifying, and there was a desolate murderous look about him.
Boom bang bang.
The guards of the dungeon fired instantly, and a dozen machine guns swept across the people who blasted open the dungeon door,
However, a faint black light appeared on his body, and the black light formed a protective shield, which blocked all the bullets.
This is Jiang Yu who rushed over.
Outside, Jiang Yu had already used his pupils to know about the dungeon, and knew that Lu Meng's life was hanging by a thread.
"They all have to die."
Jiang Yu followed Oracle for five years and learned amazing medical and martial arts skills.
Although the oracle is lustful and sometimes plays hooligans, he has a bottom line and often teaches Jiang Yu.
Over the years, Jiang Yu has never been angry.
It never occurred to him to kill.
But today, he was angry.
The black zhenqi in his dantian soared and permeated his whole body, with traces of black aura surging up. At this moment, he was like a demon who had just crawled out of hell.
The black aura swept across, and the people in the dungeon were enveloped in the black aura in an instant, and evaporated in an instant.
Before Zhao Jing could react, all his men were dead.
"Young Master, hurry up, Jiang Yu is an ancient warrior."
The person wearing a black robe and a black veil on his face was shocked by Jiang Yu's breath.
He is also an ancient warrior, and he comes from a great sect, but he has never seen such an evil aura.
Phew!
A black air came.
Jiang Yu instantly appeared in the dungeon.
The man in black made his move instantly, and a terrifying force swept through his raised hands.
His attack landed on a jet of black air, which swept in and surrounded him.
The black veil on his face slipped instantly, revealing an old face with shock and fear.
"Heaven, a sky-level warrior"
His pupils dilated, and before he could finish speaking, his body was swallowed by black air and disappeared completely.
Zhao Jing was so frightened that he turned around and ran away.
Jiang Yu snorted coldly, waved his hand casually, and a black needle appeared in his palm.
The black needle burst out and sank into Zhao Jing's back.
After the black needle entered the body, it spread out quickly, and the terrifying power instantly swallowed Zhao Jing, and his body turned into nothingness in an instant.
It has only been tens of seconds since Jiang Yu appeared.
In a few tens of seconds, all the people in the dungeon died unexpectedly.
The black energy on Jiang Yu's body dissipated, and he appeared in front of Lu Meng in an instant. He quickly shot and sealed some acupuncture points on her body. At the same time, he raised his hand, and a few golden needles transformed into Lu Meng's body. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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