The dungeon came, and I became the Archon of the Demon King

Chapter 86 #085 Broccoli Adventures
The Longhumen Dojo occupies a large area. Behind the two-meter-high gate is an empty courtyard, which is also a place for disciples to practice in the morning.

now.

Eight cars were parked outside the dojo, and more than 30 members and cadres of the Broccoli Adventure Group gathered here, with undisguised anxiety and anger on their faces!
Chen En went out after Nightingale, feeling the solemnity of the atmosphere.

"nightingale."

The greeting sounded in front of him, and Chen En looked up, only to see a purple-haired man stepping forward with a serious face.

"Boss leader."

Nightingale responded simply, with an unfriendly sneer on the corner of her mouth.

This person is the head of the Broccoli Adventure Group?
He is very young, about 27 or [-] years old. He has thick eyebrows and narrow eyes, neatly dressed, and his thin lips are pursed, making him even more majestic.

"I... I don't know how to explain to you that this was an accident. Serious accident."

accident?

Nightingale smiled and said nothing. Of course, such rhetoric would not satisfy her.

"Fenglai Town is a town of the Li Kingdom, and the laws of the Li Kingdom are exercised. Here, we cannot kill people at will...so."

clap clap!

The head of the purple-haired group clapped his hands, and immediately someone came forward with a tray behind him.

Uncovering the white cloth on the plate, Chen En frowned.

Head!

The head of the cloaked man on the green pine slope was placed on a tray.

The head of the purple-haired group continued: "I learned about this from Deputy Head Roshan two hours ago. Nightingale, please believe me, I didn't know about it beforehand! I thought it was just a simple incident. I did not expect...someone! Bring Roshan here!"

Chen En raised his eyes and saw two people walking forward, escorting a half-naked strong man.

This brawny man was close to two meters tall, with muscles all over his body. Naturally, he was the deputy head of the broccoli adventure group—Roshan.

The purple-haired head looked at Roshan coldly, and sneered: "Roshan, tell me yourself! Explain your explanation to me, and explain it to Captain Nightingale again!"

"Yes, yes, I am willing to explain."

Roshan's Adam's apple rolled, he looked at Nightingale, and said sincerely: "Captain Nightingale, please believe... I don't know about this. The contact person I arranged in advance has indeed lost contact. I asked you to connect. Because of my trust in you, the second reason is that time is really urgent... Nightingale, I can swear to the goddess! I have no intention of harming you!"

"..."

"..."

silence.

Roshan begged in a panic, only to get silence.

Nightingale, Chen En and the others didn't say a word, and the broccoli man looked at each other coldly.Such words obviously cannot move people's hearts.

"Really! Captain, Captain Nightingale, what I said is true!"

Looking at the crowd, Roshan panicked even more.

The head of the purple-haired group had a cold expression on his face. He turned to look at Nightingale and asked, "Captain Nightingale, do these arguments...convince you?"

Nightingale did not speak.

The head of Zifa turned around and faced the members of the Broccoli Adventure Group: "Everyone! Can you be convinced by Deputy Head Roshan's words?"

"..."

The members returned silence.

"How can there be such a coincidence?"

Then, I don't know who said it.

"It's unbelievable! Someone actually attacked a comrade-in-arms for a mere invitation letter!"

"That's right! Captain Nightingale is such a good person, but there are also people who are going to kill him! Do you have a conscience?"

"Deputy head Roshan, you say you don't know, do you have any evidence? You're talking empty words, how can the brothers believe you!"

Then, there was a massive crusade!

Nightingale looked at the group members who supported her, her tense face eased, and she seemed to show some gratitude and relief.

Chen En noticed this subtle expression change.

The head of the purple-haired group snorted coldly, and scoffed: "Superficial. Roshan, you said you didn't know anything, then—do you feel guilty for Captain Nightingale? If she wasn't astute, she would be dead now!"

Roshan lowered his head: "I... am extremely ashamed!"

"Okay, bring it up!"

As soon as the head of the purple hair waved, two members of the regiment immediately carried an iron board forward and put it on the stone pier used for strength training.

Then, two other regiment members stepped forward, built firewood under the iron plate, and poured gasoline on it.

"boom!"

After a detonation, the gasoline and firewood burned blazingly, and soon the iron plate was roasted red.

The purple-haired head pointed at the iron plate and said, "Roshan, kneel on the iron plate and apologize to Captain Nightingale! If she doesn't forgive you for a moment, you won't be allowed to come down for a moment!"

Roshan was stunned: "Tuan, group leader, this is?!"

The head of the purple-haired group had no expression on his face. He narrowed his eyes and continued: "Compared to spiritual guilt, compared to damage to reputation, physical pain is nothing, right? Roshan, even if everything is an accident, you It is also true that Captain Nightingale was almost killed! If you make a mistake, you will be punished. I cannot tolerate this kind of thing happening in my regiment, and you must pay the price for your deeds!"

This--

Everyone was surprised, including Nightingale.

A hot iron plate, is it dangerous?

Not very dangerous, but certainly painful.

The physical strength of professionals is far stronger than that of ordinary people, but "pain perception" is a vital feeling that cannot be missed.

It still hurts to cut your finger with a knife, let alone burn?

Kneeling on the red-hot iron plate is undoubtedly a kind of torture, the more he can bear it, the more it will be. The iron plate will burn Roshan's flesh, the smoke will burn his respiratory tract, and he will suffer from painful torture!

Roshan understood this, and he showed panic.

The purple-haired head looked at him indifferently, and sneered: "What's the matter, Roshan? Didn't you say that you are innocent? Since you are innocent, why don't you want to apologize on the iron plate?"

"Let me tell you the truth, not only Captain Nightingale, not only me, but everyone in the group doesn't believe your words! If you don't go to the iron plate today, it means that you are guilty of a thief, and you have ghosts in your heart! On the contrary, you If you would rather burn yourself to prove your 'sincerity', then—maybe someone will believe you are innocent. Because you would rather die in the fire, and also want to express your apology to Captain Nightingale."

"...I see, Commander."

Under everyone's gaze, Roshan lowered his head.

He walked up to the iron plate step by step, took off his shoes, and—

set foot on!

呲!
White steam and the sound of frying sounded at the same time, and the smell of scorching wafted along the evening wind.

"Wow……"

Chen Dan turned his eyes away and made a small noise, not daring to look.

Chen En's face was calm. He watched Roshan trembling and blushing. He walked to the center of the iron plate in two steps, leaving two scorched fleshy footprints—he didn't even wrap the soles of his feet with mana, but directly used his flesh to harden them. top!

Then, he bent his knees, put his hands on the ground, and slammed his forehead heavily on the fiery iron plate: "Captain Nightingale! Please forgive me! I...I really don't know!"

Will you forgive me?

No way.

Chen En looked at the purple-haired leader and secretly thought: "It's too low."

(End of this chapter)