"Run..." Although the master of the spirit machine was huge and like a giant, his reaction was still very fast. When he saw two fireballs flying in, he immediately knew that this thing was dangerous, so he ran out
While shouting the warning, his body was like a humanoid tank with a person and a chair, and he crashed into the wall behind him in a sitting position.
boom!
Wow!
Day, this old guy is really powerful. He actually knocked a hole four to five feet high and three to four feet wide into a thick and durable stone wall.
None of the people in the room were mediocre, and although they were not as perverted as the person on Zhiji, there was no problem in running out through the window before the fire started. However, in the end, Peng Linghu’s clothes were still burned, and not only his clothes were burned
, and also burned half of his face. If he hadn't been quick to see the opportunity, jumped out of the window, rolled on the spot and put out the fire, he would have been even more injured.
Peng Linghu is known as the Thousand-Handed Man-Slayer, and he is very skilled in both hands and feet. He can be said to be one of the masters of the Northern Wulin. But why was he selected? There was no way, he had to let the manager run first, and he couldn't compete with Lingji.
Master, let's take the lead. After letting Master Lingji go, let Sang Tugong and Xuanhuangzi go. He is the leader of a faction, and he is just a thug. He can't get ahead of others. Give way to Sangtugong and Xuanhuangzi.
After crossing the road, I had to take care of the subordinate who came back to report the news. I finally jumped out of the house. As a result, my clothes were set on fire.
"It's gone, it's gone... put out the fire..." The fireball was of course the gasoline bottle thrown in by Ma Hanshan and others.
Things like gasoline are better off without an open flame. When exposed to an open flame, they will burn very quickly. Therefore, when the oil bottle fell to the ground, the whole room was lit up, and the raging fire shocked the store owner and all the guests.
"Damn, I'm so pissed that I didn't leave anyone behind." When Ma Hanshan chased him behind the house, Master Lingji and others had already disappeared without a trace.
"Master, they still have some people left and their goods." 147 whispered in Ma Hanshan's ear.
"Go away, those are just some coolies, what do you care about them? Goods? The goods can be used as wages for those coolies, and can also compensate the store's losses. Go take a look and see what they are." Ma Hanshan did not use his idea.
He was left feeling very unhappy and angrily went back to take out his anger on the "prisoners".
Catching four sneak attackers is not without gain.
"Tell me, who are you, whose people do you belong to, and why are you here to kill me." The courtyard where Ma Hanshan lived was brightly lit, and in the hall, Ma Hanshan was sitting in the hall, smoking his pipe and asking leisurely.
Four sneak attack guys kneeling in the hall.
It was a bad luck for these four people to meet the monster Mahanshan. They had been on the road for more than ten years. When had they ever encountered such a shameful thing? Not only were they caught by a big boy, but they were also humiliated. This time, they were lucky.
If the news of being humiliated got out, they would never be able to hang out on the road again.
In ancient times, people in martial arts and scholar circles had their own pride and self-respect. People in both martial arts circles and scholar circles believed that they could kneel to the sky and kneel to their kings and masters, but never to their enemies.
Now, they are kneeling to a big child, which is simply stupid...
Well, they forgot that the winner is the king and the loser is the enemy.
However, making them kneel was just the beginning. For Ma Hanshan, who had worked as a gang leader, whether it was torture or interrogation, it was absolutely unmatched by anyone in this world.
Wulin people have the backbone of Wulin people. Although they were forced to kneel on the ground, they ignored Ma Hanshan, did not answer any of Ma Hanshan's questions, and fought in silence.
However, Ma Hanshan was not dissatisfied. He thought it was fun.
"Very good, I like you." Ma Hanshan smiled sinisterly, "However, I hope you will always be such a hero and must persevere to the end."
"You must have heard of, or even seen, those methods such as lingchi and skinning. I don't like those methods. They are too bloody and inhumane. How can such extreme methods be used?" Ma Han Shanyin
Yin smiled and said, "I like to use gentler methods, such as making sugar dip, which is a beautiful and delicious delicacy. By the way, have you ever tried sugar dip? Sugar dipped almonds, sugar dipped lotus root slices..., my favorite
The one is sugar dipped in sesame seeds. Do you know how to make sugar dipped in sesame seeds? Let me tell you a very simple method. Dissolve the sugar, stir it into a candy stick, and throw it into the sesame seeds when it is hot..."
"Well, that's how to make small candies dipped in sesame seeds. I also have a method of dipping human candies into sesame seeds. Do you want to know? Okay, everyone is in love. Let me tell you this method. It's very simple. First,
A person's clothes were taken off, then he was wrapped in cloth, and then a thin sharp knife was used to cut blood grooves on his body. Well, this is the key. Be careful, don't use too much force, otherwise it will be very painful.
Just cut the skin gently until blood flows out. Be gentle and make sure there are as many blood channels as possible. Then, smear honey on him."
"Don't you know, honey is a good thing. Honey can stop bleeding in small wounds. Well, honey must be applied all over the body, and then? Then it's easy, just put it on the ground. If conditions permit, the best
It is best to put it on the ground outdoors. Do you know what will happen? Haha, this is something that all children know. Some ants like sweetness very much. Soon, an army of nearby ants will arrive... more and more ants.
The more you have, the bigger the meat candy dipped in sesame seeds will be."
Well, if there are ants crawling all over the body, wouldn’t that be “sesame”?
As soon as Ma Hanshan finished speaking, Xiaoyue couldn't bear it anymore and ran outside the door quickly and vomited.
It was so terrible. The body of the cut person was covered with ants. It makes me scared and sick just thinking about it.
Although the 258 and others are stronger than Xiaoyue, they are also pale. Master...how could the master come up with such a disgusting method...
But the four Sixth Prince's thugs were trembling all over and their faces were bloodless. This was not disgusting, this was torture, comparable to Ling Chi's torture.
In fact, this kind of human flesh candy dipped in sesame makes people more scared than Lingchi. Because Lingchi only makes people hurt and bleed, but this candy dipped in sesame causes more than just pain and bleeding.
It's sore, itchy, and numb. The most terrifying thing is that when it itches, you scratch it... But your body is wrapped in cloth and it's uncomfortable to scratch, so just tear it off. The blood and sugar stick to the skin tightly. At this time,
The itching is so bad that the person who has been dipped in sesame seeds just wants to tear the cloth apart and scratch it...
"What do you think? What do you think of this human flesh candy dipped in sesame? What? Don't like it? Run into the water? Roll in the sand? Haha, at that time, you could only scratch and scratch with your hands... hiss... oh, tear the skin apart.
The voice is really nice..."
The summer night in this place is actually very cold, but the few masters kneeling on the ground are sweating and sweating coldly.
You don’t need to try it, it sounds very scary to Ma. The cloth with blood and syrup firmly stuck to the skin is torn open by his own hands. It is equivalent to skinning himself. It is so bloody and terrifying. And this person sitting in the hall is
A big kid, but he talked about it with gusto, as if it was a very fun game. How could they not be scared to the point of sweating when meeting such a person?
Ma Hanshan glanced at them and was very satisfied with the result. This was the result he had been waiting for.
"Okay, let's stop talking about torture methods here. If the four of you have any questions, you can answer my questions before asking." Ma Hanshan's face straightened and he said seriously, "Now, who of you is willing to tell me, who are you?
Who, who sent me, and why did you want to kill me?"
Although the methods mentioned by Ma Hanshan are disgusting and terrifying, the four of them are prominent figures in the martial arts world after all. Naturally, they will not bow their heads like this. The most important thing is that Ma Hanshan is just a big kid. If he bows his head to such a person, he will live.
What's the point?
Therefore, the four of them continued to remain silent.
"Very good. You are indeed good brothers. You are worthy of being heroes. Very good. Very good. I hope you can stick to it." Ma Hanshan stood up, walked a few steps in the hall, stood still and said, "Let's do this.
, let’s play a quiz game. However, this game has penalties and no prizes. The one who responds the slowest will be punished. What is the penalty? Well, we can’t just serve human flesh candy and dip it in sesame seeds all at once. In this way, the one who responds the slowest to the first question will be punished.
Amputate one finger and add an ear to the one who responds the slowest to the second question. Those who respond the slowest to the third question will enjoy the candy dipped in sesame seeds."
"Starting now, please listen to the question, what is your last name?" Ma Hanshan said, looking at them with his hands behind his back.
"Surname Li."
"Surname Chen."
"The surname is Li."
"surname……."
This is a very simple question. When someone starts to answer it, everyone else rushes to answer it, but there is always the slowest one.
In this round, the slowest one is the fattest guy. Fat guys react slowly.
"Fat man, what's your last name?" Ma Hanshan squatted in front of him and said softly.
"My last name... my last name is Wu..." the fat man stammered. He knew he was the slowest, but he hoped that Ma Hanshan was joking and didn't amputate his fingers.
However, he was disappointed. Ma Hanshan kept his word.
"Brother Wu, I'm sorry. You are the slowest. You have lost a section of your finger. In fact, it does not affect anything if you lose a section of your finger. Just hurry up for the next question. Well, it is the first question after all. We
It's fate again, let's do this, I allow you to choose which finger to amputate." As Ma Hanshan said, he turned behind the fat man, stretched out his hands to caress the fat man's hands that were tied behind his back, and said, "Tsk, tsk, these ten fingers
It's really good, fat and white, these hands... Well, Brother Wu, what kind of weapon are you using? Have you ever killed anyone with these hands? Oh, forget it, killing people is always not a good thing, so don't mention it.
If I go down, I won’t be able to help but amputate my palm..."
"The little finger of the left hand..." Fatty Wu is going crazy. If he really does, Ma Hanshan will cut off his palm. Now he feels that Ma Hanshan is a madman.
To speak such a bloody thing in such a gentle and emotional way is not a lunatic.
"Okay, Brother Wu is very brave. I like it. I have decided. After the finger is amputated, I will have someone use Peach Blossom Powder to stop your bleeding immediately. Let me tell you, my specially made Peach Blossom Powder is the best hemostatic drug in the world. Although it is expensive,
But who said we were destined?" Ma Hanshan stood up and said, "258, did you hear that? Cut off a section of the little finger of your left hand and help him stop the bleeding after cutting off the finger. Well, Brother Wu is the one who is destined to me."