The Legend of Soul Fighter: The Genius Repeater

"Hey! Let me see who is here." A rough male voice came from far outside the torture chamber.

a while.

I saw a blond, shirtless, majestic middle-aged man in a pair of red trousers, walking in slowly with a black iron rod in his hand.

"Lord Criminal Master." Seeing the middle-aged man, the two soldiers hurriedly bent down and bowed.

"Yeah!" The man nodded, looked at Mu Bai playfully, grinned, showing two rows of yellow teeth, and said, "Boy, if I fall into my hands, I will let you taste what it means to live without begging." The taste of not wanting to die."

After Mu Bai heard what the criminal master said, he felt a deep disgust for this person in his heart.

Since he was a child, it was his first taste of being in prison. He really didn't know whether he should cry or laugh. Maybe this is the sadness of being a small person, and any resistance and resistance are so insignificant.

"Hey..." The man sneered, spat twice on his palm, held the iron rod tightly with both hands, and walked to Mu Bai's side.

"Take off his pants!" the man ordered.

Hearing this, a soldier took off half of his wooden white trousers, exposing his buttocks to the air.

Mu Bai felt a chill.

"Drink!" The man shouted softly, swung the iron bar with both hands, and slapped it down heavily with only brute force.

"Snapped!"

The iron rod hit the flesh of Mubai's buttocks, his flesh cracked instantly, and a burst of bright red blood spattered out.

"Huh..." Mu Bai snorted, a sharp pain came from his heart, the pain made him almost faint, his fists were tightened immediately, his nails dug into the flesh.

There is a fire triggering magic circle inlaid in this iron stick. If Mu Bai dared to use his soul power to resist the blow just now, the magic circle would be activated, and the iron stick would be instantly burned to iron red by the fire magic circle. Physically, this pain can be imagined.

"Crack! Crack! Crack"...

Every time the man picked up a stick, he almost used his best strength to hit it down. He hit more than 50 sticks in a row. To his surprise, Mu Bai never opened his mouth to cry out the pain. There was still a slight smile on his face.