Chen Hui pursed her lips and insisted on not saying a word with willpower, but her eyes had begun to waver, and her face was no longer as full of charm as before.
Zhu Su nodded and Chang Mao nodded. Chang Mao smiled cruelly and directly raised a gagged dead soldier and pinned him to the ground. The light of the knife in his leg flashed like a silver horse. After a scream, he cut off his arm.
Bloody light splashed up.
"!" Chen Hui's pupils suddenly shrank, she closed her eyes tightly and turned her head away. How could Zhu Su do what she wanted? He said to the guards on the left and right: "Come here! Go, help the so-called Princess Chen Han."
Turn her face over and open her eyelids!"
"Those people died because of her, how could she turn away and look away!"
"Zhu Su!" Seeing the wolf-like guard opening the cell door, Chen Hui finally panicked. She screamed and cursed, her eyes showing viciousness: "I'm that devil!"
"If I dare to let them get close, he will kill himself immediately!"
"I'll kill myself!" Zhu Su suddenly became angry and took a step forward. The sudden incident shocked Chen Hui.
"I beg you, do you really dare to commit suicide? You could have just sunk into the river and died. Why should you live to be a prisoner now?"
"Isn't it because people like me are greedy for power, neglect their own selfishness, and miss their old status, so they care about the lives and deaths of other people and try to bring about trouble again?"
"If one of my selfish people dies, there will be countless people left alive, and they will build a seven-level pagoda!"
Zhu Su stared at him in anger, and Chen Hui was shocked to find that his legs were really captured by the wolf-like guards. Zhu Su shouted: "Continue!"
"He wants to see if the so-called Princess Chen Han who is trying to start a war has the courage to bear the blood karma!"
Over there, Chang Mao, who had come to his senses, poured a bucket of water to wake up the unconscious man with a broken arm. Then he stabbed him...
Blood splattered in the prison! Then the arm was broken off, and that time it was thrown directly in front of Chen Hui. The blood splashed directly onto the face of Chen Hui, whose head was held down.
"Ahhhhhh..."
Seeing the dead soldier who had almost become a human stick screamed and passed out again, Chen Hui also screamed angrily. At this time, she no longer looked like a beautiful woman.
His eyes are as red as red, his tears are like springs, and his voice is like a trapped animal!
…
…
"Lao Wu, am I okay?"
When the second dead man was chopped off his head, Zhu Su finally couldn't bear it any more, so he found an excuse and ran out of the dungeon, where he vomited silently in a secluded corner.
At that time, he had never killed anyone, and he had never seen anyone killed. Zhu Xian, the prince of the Marquis of Yongjia, was stabbed to death by him in the leg. He had just seen Zhang Ren's head. But one day
Zhu Siam was stabbed through the heart by a sword, and Zhang Ren's head could not be seen clearly because of the darkness. How could it be as bloody as that time when Chang Mao slashed someone's leg with a stick?
What's more, did the idea of "killing people in person" come from him? To put it another way, did those people die of pain to a certain extent because of him? That feeling was like a big mountain, weighing down Zhu Su's heart
Periods of nausea.
Zhu Su was not like this, and Chen Hui, who was "forced to watch movies", was even more unbearable. Poor Princess Chen Han had fainted twice, but Zhu Su had no sympathy for her, and every time, he asked someone to get cold water
He splashed her awake before continuing the execution, constantly telling her whether those people suffered such wrong treatment because of her, and never letting her miss every detail...
"My guy... came up with the interrogation method himself, why can't he stand it anymore..." Zhu Di, who followed him out because of worry, stroked Zhu Su's back in a funny way. He was obviously about the same age as Zhu Su, but Zhu Di was in front of him.
But there wasn't much discomfort.
"Fourth brother, don't I... feel disgusting?"
"Disgusting? What's disgusting?" Zhu Di asked with a strange look on his face. "You are a bit of a bandit, and if you die, you will die. What is there to worry about?"
"In a battle formation, is there ever a time when tens of thousands of people don't die?"
"..." Zhu Su was speechless, and he could say that he was worthy of the Yongle Emperor who would be decisive in killing in the future. Perhaps in Zhu Di's eyes, those enemies who were enemies would have been dead long ago. As for how they would die,
There is no difference.
"Don't you think my legs are too strong? What's the matter? My father once skinned people and stuffed them into grass." Zhu Di advised. Those words made Zhu Su feel even more disgusted. "I paid the wrong price."
Isn’t that bullshit Chen Han’s princess enough? He sees that she can’t stand it anymore, and he’s afraid that she will do it after a while.”
"Hey, it's true that I'm powerful. It's true that she tortured her herself, but she still tortured her so much that life was worse than death."
"Then let's talk about the so-called 'attacking the heart', right?" Zhu Di looked like he had "learned".
Zhu Su forced a smile. Letting him witness the brutal massacre with his own eyes, and constantly using words to put all the psychological burden on him, can indeed be regarded as "attacking the heart".
If time permits, he actually has other more reliable methods. For example, locking Chen Hui in a small dark room without a sound for several months, depriving him of sleep for several days in a row, and forcing him to sleep if he doesn't.
Wake him up. People in the early Ming Dynasty must not have been trained in the torture methods of Mian Cuo. Those two methods can also achieve the purpose of not harming his body and life, but still torture the information he wants from his mouth.
Hey, if Brother Zhang Ren really has an army in his hands, then the sooner we know about it, the better. With every moment of delay, there are more variables. Zhu Su has to choose the most cruel one.
, but it is also the fastest effective method.
"Lao Wu, why are you out?" Zhu Su finally calmed down, and Zhu Xi also came out. Seeing the puddle of filth in the corner, Zhu Xi was stunned for a moment and then laughed. "Good brother, it's so embarrassing.
I tried my best to vent my anger on my second brother! I haven’t seen the look on Chen Hui’s face now…haha!”
Zhu Su glanced at Zhu Xiang speechlessly. To be fair, he really never thought about venting his anger on Zhu Xiang. Seeing Zhu Xiang's face refreshed after venting his anger, he even looked depressed: Why does the second brother see this?
He looked like nothing was wrong when he went there? Could it be that the members of the Lao Zhu family are naturally immune to those cruel situations, and am I the only exception?
"Don't worry too much. You are not a bunch of despicable thieves." Zhu Xi also comforted. His perspective on those dead soldiers was slightly different from Zhu Di's.
"Such a person is no better than a fool. It doesn't matter how many times he dies."
"..." I always felt that there was a big deviation in Zhu Xi's concept of nobility. Zhu Su frowned. Although the second brother treated Dongji very harshly before, it was not to that extent. During those confinement days, the second brother
What have you experienced?
Just as he was about to ask more questions, he saw a Chang family guard coming over from the dungeon.
"Chen Hui is willing to recruit the three palace masters."