Chapter 268, listen, how beautifully that cow barks~
Looking at the masked prisoner with the copper bull in the main room, Yinnuo's thieves couldn't help but sneered contemptuously.
There was a contemptuous sneer in his eyes, "If you have a bigger fire, burn a copper bull, no matter how cruel you are, can you beat the cannon?" He smiled arrogantly, showing no fear of Yin Nuo's threats.
Yinnuo was not angry either. He held the thief's chin and said with a confident smile, "I'm not afraid at all. It's too early to tell now."
I saw that the masked prisoner in front was still resisting desperately. At this time, Wen Xiaoyun finally became angry, waved his hand and picked up the prisoner's waist, lifted him up completely, and then rushed to the front of the copper bull in three steps and two steps at a time.
The masked criminal was smashed into the big hole in the back of the copper bull.
The prisoner was unwilling to give in. He struggled and stood up unsteadily.
Wen Xiaojun sneered, flew up and stepped on the bench under the copper bull. With one hand, he held the valve on the back of the copper bull. With the other hand, he suddenly reached forward. While tearing off the bag from the prisoner's head, he hit the copper valve hard, like
It was like a crab steamer hitting the struggling crab with the lid of the pot, and with a loud bang, the prisoner was slammed into the body of the copper bull.
Before the prisoner could even cry out, his voice was lost in the dull belly of the cow.
The little thief had been watching that scene with a disdainful chuckle, but when he saw the profile of the cat ears exposed, he froze instantly.
At this time, Yinnuo's ghostly voice slowly came up, "You are right, this torture is indeed very similar to roasting, and human traffickers will indeed be roasted to death if they are held in it.
The only difference is that this process is much slower~
Although the fire is small, the brass heats up very quickly.
People will feel hotter and hotter after being inside for a while. It is extremely stuffy everywhere.
After a while, the special rope on the body will be loosened by heat, and the prisoner will prick it with needles desperately, but once it comes into contact with the brass, the skin will be burned inch by inch, and the copper bull will be filled with the smell of his own flesh, which becomes more and more painful.
It's so thick that it won't spread at all.
Compared with the cannon, this copper bull has the feeling of being slowly suffocated."
Outside, Wen Xiaoyun was uncontrollably sweating while filling the copper basin with firewood.
Although she came up with this method, when she actually put it into practice, she still couldn't help feeling frightened when she heard Yin Nuo's terrifying laughter and sinister words.
This punishment was originally a method used by the aristocratic class in Europe in the old days to punish the servants who had fun. It is a real and real existence.
Although she was the perpetrator now, just thinking about the feelings of a living person in the copper bull made her feel extremely horrified.
Bai Yao, who helped mobilize the mechanism in the dark, was also frightened by Wen Xiaoyun's sudden plan and the perverted and terrifying behavior shown by Yin Nuo in it.
Wen Xiaoyun and Yin Nuo are indeed not ordinary people. They both say that they are neither poisonous nor husbands. Today, he has learned a lot.
In the room, Yin Nuo watched the little thief from the Jinmen Gate getting paler and paler, and the corners of his mouth rising more and more obviously. He emphasized his tone again, leaned into his ear and chuckled, "Actually, this Bronze Bull has the most amazing thing.
The most important place is its mouth. The essence of the entire torture device lies in the cow's mouth. A criminal who is in extreme pain will be suffocated in the cow's belly until he goes crazy. When he is desperate, he will find a trumpet in the cow's mouth.
At this time, he would desperately hold the cow-mouth trumpet and exhale and inhale desperately, but the high temperature of the copper trumpet would burn his lips and his hands in an instant. But the fatal pain of suffocation forced him to switch
He held the brass trumpet with both hands, touched the brass trumpet with his mouth, exhaled and inhaled, and from time to time made desperate and painful screams."
"Haha..." The smile on the thief's face became stiffer and stiffer. He wanted to laugh loudly and laugh loudly, but the laughter turned into a string of trembling syllables after passing through his throat.
Only then did he realize that his whole body was trembling and he couldn't suppress the shivers.
He is not afraid of death, but such a difficult death is definitely not what he wants.
Yinnuo's laughter became more and more ferocious and cruel, "This cry will be transmitted to the outside through the mouth of the copper bull, and the wonderful thing is that it will turn into the sound of an old cow mooing. One after another, it is very fun."
At the end of the story, Yinnuo let go of the little thief's chin. Seeing his face turned ashen and his eyes staring at the copper bull in horror and despair, a huge stone finally fell to the ground in Yinnuo's heart.
He waved, snapped his fingers, and walked quickly into the house with a large beard in his hooded pocket.
Yinnuo raised his eyes and winked, and the bearded man firmly put the half-man-high cloth bag on the thief's head.
The thief immediately struggled desperately, but was kicked to the ground by the bearded man. No matter how hard the thief struggled, he could only be like a big insect that was being slaughtered, and there was no way he could recover.
The room suddenly became silent.
Yinnuo stopped talking, and others stopped making any noise. What was left to the thief in the bag was not only a terrifying darkness, but also the boundless fear of not knowing when he would be executed.
Suddenly, he stopped whispering, looked solemn, raised his ears and listened carefully, "Shh, listen, the cow's braying is coming soon."