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Chapter 887 The Prisoners Hell

After Hohenheim and the others left, Trossa said: "Prince, do you really want to let him leave the royal capital safely like this?"

Zarberg said: "I don't want to go against a dangerous person. You have also seen that Anwuhou has been exiled to the rainforest wasteland for so many years, but with just one word, he made Raymond, who was no longer his subordinate, immediately withdraw from the army.

It will not do us any good to come from other places and make him angry."

Trossa said: "But what if the king calls Hohenheim back and reuses him again? Hoynheim is a very stubborn person and attaches great importance to loyalty and responsibility. He did not hesitate to fight with the prince for this before.

If we break up, there is no guarantee that he will not turn to the king again."

Zarberg said: "So what if he turns to Radat again? As long as the Yinhuang Army is not in his hands, he is just a magician. Radat hopes that there will be a fight between me and Lord Anwu."

Conflict, how could I be so unwise and let him get what he wants."

Trossa asked again: "How should we follow up on the 'Character of Control'?"

Zarberg touched the gemstone ring on his hand and snorted: "Radat, this kid, I underestimated him. He took away the 'Charm of Control' that can truly control the Silver Huang Army, but he took away a

The position of commander of the Yinhuang Army, which has become an empty shell, is left to us to fight for, and it almost brings me into conflict with Anwuhou, what a profound plan!"

Trossa said: "Now that we know that the 'Talm of Control' is in the king's hands, can we force him to hand it over?"

"Ha, do you think Radat will hand it over so easily after taking away the 'Charm of Control' of the Yinhuang Army? However, you still have to push hard. As long as you gain true control of the Yinhuang Army,

Coupled with the Black Feather Battalion already in our hands, the few losers in the Royal Capital's garrison will naturally fall to us. When the time comes, with just one Guards, I don't need to take action at all. I only need to contact the government.

Most of the officials put pressure on him, and Radat was forced to step down."

Trossa laughed and said: "That's great. I would like to congratulate the prince in advance on his ascending to the throne..."

"Hey!" Zarberg raised his hand to stop him: "It's too early to say that now. I want to ascend the throne. Even under the current situation, Radat may not be able to stop it, but I won't do it yet."

"I understand." Trossa said: "The prince is worried that the power of many provincial military regions in the country is still unclear. Assuming the throne rashly will only cause chaos in the country."

Zarberg nodded: "Yes, Radat is still there, and those forces may not take any action yet, but once Radat is kicked off the throne by me, they are likely to oppose my rule and start fighting.

Draw territory and cause the country to split. It is more likely that they will unite and attack me together in the name of restoring the imperial orthodoxy. If such a situation occurs, even if there are forces behind me to support me, it will inevitably cause chaos.

The domestic people's resentment and the attention and intervention of foreign forces. Therefore, it is still necessary for us to keep Radat for the time being."

After leaving the prince's official residence, Raymond breathed a sigh of relief: "I didn't expect Zalberg to let him go so easily. It really surprised me. I thought he wouldn't get the 'Talk of Control' from the Yinhuang Army."

I will regret my previous conditions."

Hohenheim said: "The biggest reason why he was willing to let me go so easily was that he didn't want to be a direct enemy of Yanlong. And I no longer had any threat or value to him, otherwise he wouldn't have let me go."

I walked away so easily."

Raymond said: "I understand what you are saying. But Yanlong, you are going back to the rainforest wasteland after this incident. We are colleagues and comrades in arms. We haven't seen each other for so many years, and we haven't gotten together very often."

It’s such a pity to be parted. Why don’t we go out and have a drink now to celebrate General Cheman’s release from prison.”

Anwu Hou said: "I will go back when he and his family leave the royal capital safely."

Hohenheim smiled bitterly and said: "Don't call me general, I am nothing now. Also, before I drink, I have to go back to see my wife and report to her that I am safe and sound."

"Yes, yes, I forgot about this." Raymond said with a smile: "Then go back quickly, your wife must be very anxious to wait."

Just as the three of them left from the Wangjue's official residence, a pair of eyes were quietly watching them from a distance.



The sun was setting in the west, reflecting the sunset on the horizon, and the afterglow of the setting sun reflected the water surface with sparkling waves. On the swimming pool, several officials, gentry and wealthy businessmen were chatting enthusiastically with the owner of this mansion.

Officialdom and business matters, but they never imagined that there was a different scene beneath the mansion.

The dark prison, various instruments of torture, and the filthy basement are a cruel and bloody scene. Rusty iron bars like thorns are whipped on each of the tortured victims. Extreme torture is to achieve their goals.

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"Hand over your property to avoid greater pain!" The torturer stopped whipping him, picked up the blood-red wine on the table next to him and drank a few gulps.

The man who was tied to the cross stake and tortured had already been beaten to pieces and his flesh was bloody. He had already whined so weakly that only painful moans were left in his mouth: "Please... please... please let me go."

Let me tell you how much ransom you want, I can give you 100,000 or 200,000."

The torturer laughed loudly: "Hahahaha." He slapped him hard on the face with his backhand: "You, the new comer, may not have understood the situation yet. If you fall into our hands, do you think you can get out alive?

? Here, there is only the difference between early death and late death. Have you seen the people in the cage clearly? Some of them have been imprisoned here for three to five years, living a life of despair and darkness every day. Hahaha

, If you want to suffer less pain, just hand over all your property, or I can tell you that I haven't used real punishment on you yet."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Of course, the tortured people have already seen those people in prison. Every time they see these people, they don’t look like humans or ghosts.

He was so frightened that he was so frightened. Thinking that he would be tortured like that by them, his heart suddenly jumped. He opened his mouth and bit the base of his tongue, but the bite only hit an iron rod full of barbs, which hurt him so much.

He kept screaming.

The torturer stabbed him in the mouth with a spiked iron rod, and said with a cold smile: "Want to commit suicide? There are less than three people who have succeeded in committing suicide here. I tell you, no matter how stingy you are, you still regard money as your life.

If a person comes here, he will hand over all his money. Any luck or resistance will only lead to deeper despair. Someone, get something for his left leg."

The subordinate next to him had already been waiting with two sharp knives. Upon seeing his superior's order, he walked up to the victim with a soft grunt and used the blade in his hand to pull open the flesh on his left leg.

The victim did not feel too much pain, because the pain on his body could completely cover up the wounds left by the thin blade, but what happened next frightened him.

After cutting open the flesh, the blade hand took out a small medicine cartridge and poured the powder inside on the blood that flowed out. Then the victim felt itching and numbness on his legs, and soon the whole thigh grew.

Countless gray hairs, and within a few minutes the entire thigh was completely covered with thick gray hairs.

At this time, the prisoner saw the most terrifying thing in the world, the most frightening thing in the world. Among the countless gray hairs that looked like mold, he saw strips of fleshy worms like earthworms crawling up and down.

Drilling in. He screamed in panic, hoarse voice and trembling fear. He just wanted to die immediately.

The torturer chuckled: "I said, what happened before is just the beginning, what comes next is hell on earth! Hum hum ha ha ha ha ha..."

Passing through the twists and turns of the torture chamber, we came to another underground space inside the mountain. The situation here has a completely different scene. Fur carpets, classic decorations, wallpapers made of oil paintings, and a handful of the latest

A large, comfortable and luxurious chair. On the chair, the man in the shadow is still sitting like a king. His hands leaning on the chair show that he seems to be careless about everything, but he also seems to know everything well.

"Di Kui." In the shadows, Inaniga who came out of the execution chamber still couldn't see her face, but her tight-fitting dark red leather outfit was still full of temptation. She had her hands behind her back, seducing people to the most primitive way.

Desire: "The leader in black has already been punished."

"Yeah." The man known as Di Kui just responded without emotion. He didn't seem to care about the life and death of his subordinates at all.

Inaniga continued: "In addition, that person did not continue to reveal more information about the Ten Thousand Eyes Stone."

"Have you used mental force to extract a confession?" Di Kui asked.

Inaniga simply said one word: "Yes."

"Then this person is useless."

"Are you going to kill him?" Inaniga asked.

"Huh?" Di Kui expressed his doubts.

Inaniga quickly lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry, my subordinate said the wrong thing."

Di Kui said slowly: "In my place, no one has ever been killed, only those who have been tortured to death." After saying this, his body in the shadow trembled slightly, and he let out two low moans.

"Di Kui!"

"It doesn't matter." Di Kui opened his arms and lay on the chair calmly: "Ewen Buti is the key to the Ten Thousand Eyes Stone. After what happened last night, he is likely to escape from the royal capital. We cannot let him escape.

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Inanija said: "My subordinates know that I have sent people to monitor him secretly. As long as he tries to leave, it will be an opportunity for us to take action. This man in black is too eager to perform meritorious deeds. We should not force him to question Wan on the spot.

The whereabouts of the eye stone. But based on the situation at that time, even if Heiyi immediately arrests people, he will be blocked by the mysterious pianist."

"Yeah." Di Kui groaned again and said, "I feel a little uncomfortable. Please call two people to help me relieve the pain."

"Yes." Inaniga turned and left.




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