"I'll give you a little lesson!" Major General Di casually threw the electric prod in his hand on the sofa, wiped it off a few times and took off the handcuffs and leg cuffs on his body, and sat down lazily again. (www
Yan Hui's whole body was still frozen there, but Young Master Di didn't even glance at him, letting his shouts pierce his eardrums.
It seemed that the soundproofing effect of this cell was pretty good. He slightly raised his lips to reveal a glow of approval. This was good, as it would make it easier for him to torture.
"Say, or don't tell, I'll give you one last chance." Young Master Di's voice was cold. If you dare to challenge his temper, you should be prepared to die.
"I, I don't know!" Yan Hui gritted his teeth. After the series of electric currents just passed, he seemed to have lost half his life.[
However, that is really just child's play, compared with the torture that follows.
As soon as he finished speaking, his whole body actually started to float.
He watched in horror as his feet slowly soared into the air, his entire body floating in mid-air, and his body slowly moved toward the water tank on the left.
"You...what...what's going on?" He looked at the crocodile that opened its bloody mouth toward him, and his face turned pale with fear: "No...no...don't...stop...stop...
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"I don't want to waste time with you, tell me! Otherwise I'll feed the crocodiles!"
When Young Master Di spoke, the expression on his face was actually very gentle, but the sudden pitch of his voice made people feel chilled.
He has always been cruel and merciless when dealing with his enemies. Yan Hui would know that his methods are second to none in the Yan family except Ming's iron-blooded ones.
"Help...help...come here...help..." He shouted for help, but the bodyguard standing outside the door couldn't hear a word. He looked at his body getting closer to the crocodile, and suddenly
Pee flowed down: "No... don't... ah... I said... I said..."
He said it too late, and his entire arm had already been swallowed by the crocodile. With a palm from the emperor, the crocodile was knocked away and thrown against the wall.
Listen again, there is a pop.
Yan Hui, who was missing half of his arm, fell gorgeously to the emperor, and blood spurted out. He rolled around on the ground in pain and punched again and again.
Young Master Di stood up, walked in front of him, stepped on his chest and said, "Say!"
"I, I really don't know. That night, I only saw your woman walking from the living room to the birthday banquet hall. One of Grandpa's bodyguards, dressed as a wine servant, passed by and handed her hand.
There was a gun stuffed in it; I don’t know anything else about it, ah..." He said as usual, and the Emperor’s hand on his chest felt as heavy as a thousand pounds: "It hurts... it hurts...
I really don’t know anymore. Even if you kill me, I won’t know anymore. Please, please..."