Boss Zhao wanted to take Zhang Guangmu as his son on a whim, and entertained the audience. A group of followers who didn't mind the excitement started to boo, but Zhang Guangmu didn't pay attention to their reactions. He just lowered his head and pondered for a long time. Suddenly,
He opened his mouth and said: "A."
???
Boss Zhao subconsciously turned his face to the side, pricked up his ears, and touched his bald head, feeling that he might be experiencing some strange hallucination.
In other words, the torture was a bit excessive and made this kid stupid?
Just when he was puzzled, Zhang Guangmu said seriously: "It should be 'a good man', not 'a good man'."
"It's very disrespectful for you to use 'one piece' as a quantifier. What's the difference between this and 'a good man'?"
"Although I can't beat you, I admit defeat, but Shi Ke can't be killed. You can't insult me like this!"
Hearing this, Boss Zhao sighed, picked up a towel, and wiped off the blood stains on Zhang Guangmu's face: "It feels like your focus is different from normal people..."
"As the saying goes, 'Those who are superior to ordinary people will behave differently from ordinary people.' Maybe he is talking about a maverick little guy like you?"
"You can think carefully about the conditions I just proposed."
"I, Zhao Zhengrong, have no children and have no plans to marry and have children. I am now the controller of the Changhe survivor camp and I appreciate you very much."
Having said this, Boss Zhao's bald head seemed to become even more shiny: "Zhang Guangmu, I plan to adopt you as my adopted son!"
"As long as you tell Chu Fan's location..."
"You will inherit my wealth, status, power and future!"
The other party's sincerity almost turned into reality, but Zhang Guangmu just raised his eyelids: "Come on! You'd better beat me to death."
The expression on Boss Zhao's face changed rapidly, and his expression turned gloomy instantly. There was a breathless and terrifying pressure on his whole body, as if he had transformed into a ferocious beast that wanted to choose people to devour: "Chu Fan, give it to you
What kind of ecstasy soup did you drink to make you die for him like this?"
Maybe it's because of his burly physique, maybe it's because of his ruthless methods, maybe it's just because of his fierce appearance...
When he said these words, the two staff members who tortured Zhang Guangmu couldn't help but swallow their saliva, trembled all over, and unknowingly, they had shrunk to the corner.
"A moon cake."
Zhang Guangmu did not talk nonsense, but followed the false memories and scripts that appeared in his mind and said seriously: "Those stuffed with five kernels are very unpalatable."
"If it wasn't the end of the world, I would never eat that thing. It's simply the darkest of darkest dishes. Even the Starry Sky Pie... Well, forget it, it's not good if it's too dark. Objectively speaking, Five
The Ren moon cake is still dozens of levels better than the Starry Sky Pie."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhengrong's eyes were dull and his scalp was numb.
Zhang Guangmu himself had been hungry for quite some time, had been suffering from malnutrition, and was almost reduced to skin and bones from starvation. He was tortured again...
Now this kid, who is about to be tortured to the point of death, still has the leisure to spend so much energy on such insignificant things.
Zhao Zhengrong was really worried, fearing that Zhang Guangmu would suddenly die suddenly on the back while talking on his front legs.
The bald evil man couldn't lose face after being rejected in disguise, and he never mentioned the matter of accepting Zhang Guangmu as his godson.
Hearing this, a look of pity appeared on his face: "Just a moon cake?"
"As long as you tell Chu Fan's whereabouts, I will give you three cans of beef directly."
Just when Zhang Guangmu was about to respond without hesitation, another script prompt from the production team appeared in his mind.
【Hungry! Hungry! Hungry! Hungry! Hungry!】
【I'm about to starve to death!】
[Three cans of beef...must be delicious, right? Even if it’s just half a can, I can really feel full!]
[I, Zhang Guangmu, can be beaten to death and tortured to death in a cell, but I cannot starve to death! This is not the way human beings should die!]
【I cannot accept this way of death!】
[Chu Fan never thought of helping me at first. He was not willing to give me any food. The unpalatable five-nut mooncake was only given to me because of the kindness of the young lady next to him! 】
[When I gave his information to Boss Zhao, it was not a betrayal or betrayal!]
[Okay! Even if it is, what can I do? I have delayed them for so long for a piece of moon cake, received such a severe beating, and resisted torture. I have already done my best! 】
[Even if I reveal Chu Fan’s location to Zhao Zhengrong, I still have a clear conscience!]
hiss……
Take a breath of air.
This field control ability is quite strong!
Seeing that Zhao Zhengrong suddenly wanted to adopt him as his adopted son, the production team immediately began to take advantage of every opportunity.
This wave of thought induction was so indiscriminate that Zhang Guangmu almost thought that his consciousness had split.
Fortunately, he is determined and will not be fooled by external things.
"It's just three cans, but you want to bribe me? Zi Liu..."
Zhang Guangmu swallowed his saliva, his greedy eyes glowed green, and he said harshly: "Even if it's thirty, three hundred, three thousand... well, if it's three thousand cans, I can still consider it.
After all, a great sage once said that everything in the world has a price."
"In this doomsday of hunger, my solar terms are worth selling three thousand cans of beef."
This is pure bullshit.
Not to mention the three thousand cans of beef, the Changhe survivor camp is at the end of its rope and it is impossible to even get thirty cans out.
It is precisely because of this that whether it is Boss Zhao, the torturer or the audience at the scene, it is very clear that Zhang Guangmu said this to insult other people's intelligence.
He would rather die now than betray someone who is kind to him.
Even if there were misleading script prompts disguised as his own thoughts, Zhang Guangmu's powerful subconscious still allowed him to make a decision without hesitation.
"Huh...no kidding anymore."
Zhang Guangmu raised his head and looked at Zhao Zhengrong seriously: "A drop of kindness will be repaid by a spring - this is my life motto."
“Isn’t it true that a person’s purpose in life is to have a clear conscience?”
Boss Zhao looked at Zhang Guangmu expressionlessly. His huge bald head, tendons all over his body and his bare eyebrows made him look like a born executioner: "I admire you for such a loyal and courageous person.
, and I really want to conquer you."
"but……"
"Since you can't be of any use to me, then just go and die."
As he spoke, Boss Zhao picked up a torture instrument from the table and smashed it directly on Zhang Guangmu's neck.
Zhang Guangmu didn't see anything clearly, he just managed to catch a dark afterimage, then his vision went black and he passed out again.
After an unknown amount of time, he slowly opened his eyes and felt that there was no pain anywhere in his body, as if he had been run over by a car several times.
"Fuck, it hurts!"
After the pain passed, Zhang Guangmu's heart moved slightly.
If he really wanted to die in the opponent's hands, he would definitely have broken away from the "Endless Food Bag" script by now, disconnected his nerves and consciousness, and would not feel any pain at all.
so……
Boss Zhao relented at the last moment!
Zhang Guangmu's thoughts were spinning: "But, I didn't die..."
"What on earth is that big bald man thinking?"
Or is it the director and production team who intervened?