President Can Huan: Wife, you are delicious

A child in his teens was squatting on a horse, with a bucket full of water hanging from his arms.

There is nothing unique about the sandbags tied to the legs. What is unique is that as long as a little water is spilled, the result will be a severe beating. The sandbags on the legs will get heavier, and the bucket will be replaced with a bigger one...

Ice Cube... Changed to another screen, the child inside was Hei Yanying, yes, even though he was only in his teens at that time, she recognized that look in his eyes.

It is only he who has those eyes that make people feel suffocated!

A child was frozen in an ice cube, and there were several people standing beside him, constantly testing his physical functions. [

It wasn't until the child inside the ice cube had passed out severely that they could pull him out and give him some warmth so that he could breathe.

But after recovering a little bit, he was forced to go back into the ice cellar again...

Silver needles... the whole body is covered with silver needles, and it can't be called painful...

The hair in the middle of the child was deliberately grabbed into a braid and hung up so that his feet couldn't even touch the ground.

Pain... This kind of pain should be heart-piercing, it should be more painful than her ****... caning, it hurts a thousand times, a hundred times!

"Hei Yanying... Hei Yanying..."

The slender hands tried hard to find his big hands, and when they found them, they squeezed hard.

He held one of his hands in the palm of his own, trying to give him a little strength.

Perhaps for them now, these are nothing, but at that time, Hei Yanying looked like a 14 or 5-year-old child!

Hei Yanying just turned towards her, smiled gently, and then continued to encourage her to read on. Although his own psychology was a bit unpleasant, what he learned was to cover up!

The screens were constantly switching, Leng Hewu watched a little more, and he was reluctant to part with it!

A child... a child going through this is undoubtedly torture, locked in a dark cell, given water every two days...

It took 3 days to give a piece of bread the size of a palm... I was locked up like this for a month... God, if this wasn't Hei Yanying, she really couldn't believe it...

After the cell was exposed to the sun and rain, he was hung on a flagpole with nothing to cover him, and his skin was flushed from the sun.

But on the screen, he insisted on biting his lips, not even humming out any pain!

Rain... When it rained, no matter how heavy the rain was, he was never let down again until his lips were completely white.

The complexion of the whole person is not right, the head of the whole person is like an eggplant that has been beaten by frost. After it is wilted, there is a chance to breathe!

Looking at the things on the screen, the corners of Leng Hewu's eyes could not help being slightly moist, just like this, so moist, then, will she still have the courage to watch the following with him?

The picture on the screen is still jumping continuously, it is a fighting picture. [

It was he who was surrounded by two people who were much older than him at the same time, two adults who bullied a child...

This is a deadly fight. As long as others catch one's weakness, there will be no place for burial, and death is death.

There is no aftermath, the most basic rule of fighting is like this, isn't it?

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