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Zhike Hall, dungeon.

This dungeon is said to be built by Shi Sansheng himself. In addition to the bluestone with a thickness of one meter, which eliminates the possibility of anyone escaping from prison in this place, the entire dungeon is also covered with water.

There was a foul smell coming from the accumulated water. It was obvious that I hadn't changed it for a long time, nor did I know how many harmful substances and bacteria it nourished.

Above the water surface, there are bridges built with steel bars, which only allow two people to pass by side, and no more than one can do.

The huge exhaust fan is constantly rotating behind the dim searchlight. While occasionally breathing, it makes the light in the prison constantly shake, making people open their eyes a little longer.

Feeling dizzy.

Shi Jun and Buddha son followed Ye Hao, with a look of fear on his face as he walked.

If he had lost this time, then he would have been the one who was imprisoned in this dungeon now.

In such a place, death requires great courage, and living is even more painful than death.

Soon, Ye Hao took Shi Jun and Buddha Son to the end of the road.

This place has steel cages with a height of 1.5 meters, one-third of which are soaked in stagnant water.

There is a round stone pillar in the middle of the cage, and no one can sit upright or squat on it.

This stone pillar can only be regarded as a temporary support.

In such a place, even if you have to stand up straight, you can't do it, so you can only bend over for a long time.

For anyone, in such a place, it is a torture that life is worse than death.

Ye Hao squatted down and looked at a figure inside the cage with interest.

Although it was only half a day, the unruly Shi Sansheng had a little distracted eyes at this moment.

The moon-white monk's robe on his body was covered with sewage, his face turned a little yellow, and his expression was extremely hard to see.

It is precisely because he knows that the dungeon he designed can torture people that Shi Sansheng is more desperate at this moment.

He knew very well that if he continued to soak here, his whole body would rot in the end, his maggots would grow, and he would die in pain.

Seeing Ye Hao and Shi Jun’s Buddhist son appear, Shi Sansheng’s eyes slowly converged. He turned his head to look at Ye Hao with difficulty, suddenly sneered, and said, “Ye Hao, you are here to see me for a joke.

Is that true?"

"Or, do you think I'm not going to be abolished, and you're not happy, and you're going to kill me directly?"

"Come on! Take action!"

Ye Hao smiled and said, "Shao Zong, you say this as if I am a murderer."

"I'm a good person who just received the Good Citizen Medal from the West. How could I do such a fight and kill?"

"And, isn't I watching dinner time?"

"I was thinking, Shaozong, you didn't have lunch at noon, don't you know if you want to eat dinner?"

"You have any needs, just tell me."

"I will definitely satisfy you."

Hearing Ye Hao's laughing words, Shi Sansheng was slightly stunned. After a moment, he laughed.

"Ye Hao, you are not here to come and make a joke."

"I didn't come to deliver food to me either."

"You want to see what kind of backup I have, right?"

"After all, I've been muttering words all day today, and your people must have brought my words?"
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