Son of Heaven

However, Lu Wentao's performance was much tougher than Matsui's just now, he actually gritted his teeth, didn't even make a sound, turned all the pain into anger, and stared at Takayama Kiyoji and Si Ren.

If the eyes could really turn into anger at this moment, Si Ren and Takayama Kiyoji would have turned into ashes now.

His body was trembling violently, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted on not saying a word, but the sweat on his brow had already proved how terrible the pain he was enduring now.

"Hey!" With the last soft sound, the piece of flesh was finally completely torn off, Lu Wentao's face was already distorted, and the terrible pain hit him wave after wave, which made him really bear it Can't stop.In particular, to see one's flesh and blood being torn off with one's own eyes, one can imagine the double psychological and physical suffering.

"Very good, it's really tough, but I want to see how long you can be tough." Kiyoji Takayama threw the bloody piece of flesh on the ground, cursed a little angrily, put away the knife, and Stretching out his hand, a subordinate next to him handed over a bag of salt, grabbed a handful, squeezed it, he raised his head and asked, "Do you want to say it or not?" [

"Talking about you!" Lu Wentao yelled and spit again, cursing.But this mouthful of saliva was bloody saliva, because the pain was too severe just now, and he accidentally bit his tongue.But this unbearable national curse was yelled out in Chinese, which invisibly exposed his identity. He is indeed a Chinese.

"Damn pig." Gao Shan Qingji tilted his head to avoid the spit, cursed angrily, and pressed the salt in his hand firmly on Lu Wentao's wound.

As the old Chinese saying goes, sprinkle salt on the wound, this is definitely not a joke, but a real pain.At this moment, Lu Wentao felt that a big fire suddenly ignited on the whole wound, and the fire was burning violently, from the body to the soul, as if it was going to burn his soul in this moment.Under the catalysis of the salty salt, the terrifying pain climbed up more than ten times. At this moment, it almost destroyed his brain nerves.

However, this steel-like man was still standing there straight like a javelin, he was actually laughing, and he was still laughing wildly, "Come on, little devil, fuck it, just use whatever you have, you Grandpa, if I say anything, I will be raised by my little mother, come on, come on!" His face was distorted and deformed, and he roared frantically, with such ferocious hatred and resentment in his tone that Si Ren couldn't help but frowned. He raised his eyebrows, and Takayama Kiyoji couldn't help being backed away half a step by his scolding.

Liang Chen, who was on the opposite side of the arena, was so heartbroken that his lungs were about to explode.That's his brother, the brother who would do anything for Chaoyang and him, but now, he has to endure the torture of such a group of bastards here, he really has an urge to rush out, kill Takayama Kiyoji, and smash him to pieces After the body was broken, he grabbed Si Ren again and slapped him 180 times.But, he can't, he really can't, if he becomes impulsive now, all his efforts will be for naught, and the brother's sacrifice will be completely worthless.

"Damn it, put him up for me! Take off his pants. Doesn't he feel like a man? Okay, now I'll make him a real man of no kind." Kiyoji Takayama, who took half a step back, became furious , roared.