The guard was tired from beating him. Looking at Lu Fan who fell to the ground and twitching, he spit on the ground with disdain on his face.
After hearing this, another guard stepped forward and grabbed a handful of the food that had been thrown on the ground. Then he walked to Lu Fan, bent down, opened his mouth, and pressed it directly into his mouth.
Seeing Lu Fan rolling his eyes under the pressure on his throat.
The warrior guard sneered and said: "The great master of ancient martial arts choked to death on a mouthful of rotten food. If you tell anyone about it, wouldn't it make people laugh out loud?"
"Forget it, sooner or later he will die anyway, but if he dies in our hands, the alliance leader will probably not be able to explain it to him."
On the other hand, the guard was really afraid that Lu Fan would choke to death like this, and said with some worry.
"Well, that's it."
"Anyway, we all followed Mr. Cao's instructions."
"Let's do this for today. When the food is delivered tomorrow, if he doesn't eat well, what will be put into his mouth will not just be rotten food, it will be as simple as that."
Before leaving, the warrior guard threatened.
Moreover, they also did this. Because the Cao family and the Mo family, including the Shen family, all said hello, Lu Fan has never had a full meal, or even a clean meal.
The dark and humid environment of the Blackwater Dungeon, coupled with the dozens of iron chains protruding from the body to seal the martial arts heart, and the deliberate torture and humiliation of several guards. If it were an ordinary grandmaster, he would be half dead, even if he could survive.
By the time the ancient martial arts competition begins, he is just a dead dog, left to be ravaged by others.
And this is the main reason why the Cao, Mo, and Chen family did not hesitate to take the risk of offending Song Jianqiu, but also sent the greetings to the Blackwater Dungeon, asking them to "take good care" of Lu Fan.
The iron prison door is closed.
Lu Fan spit out his food, fell to the ground, rolled his eyes, and returned to normal little by little.
"Crack!"
His arm turned slightly, and a sound like a bone explosion instantly erupted.
But the next second, Lu Fan frowned slightly, feeling a heartbreaking pain in his bones and muscles all over his body. More than a dozen iron chains protruding from his body sealed his martial arts heart, and his skin was also violently
His lower body was torn apart, as if he were to be cut into pieces.
Of course, the most terrifying thing is the broken calf bone. The so-called body shaking technique is completely vulnerable at this time. The broken bone squeezes out the skin of the calf, causing a fierce and heartbreaking pain.
"So damn cruel."
Lu Fan couldn't help but feel his heart throbbing. The "Martial Arts" he was currently practicing was still in the stage of opening up the meridians, and the flesh and bones of his body had not been truly tempered. In addition, the heart of martial arts was locked, and the real energy and martial arts were filled with mobilization.
He could only resist the abuse of these guards with his muscles. Every blow stimulated his sensitive nerves, and even screaming became a great luxury.
"Is this what Song Jianqiu calls personal custody? No one can get close to it?"