Bug Master In Doomsday

"Tell me how did you come to this world?! By what means and by what means? What is your purpose! Tell me everything!"

The two grinning big guys are also old men in prison. They are both powerful hands under Yao Sen's hands. One is holding a hot soldering iron and shaking Jiang Zhi's nose back and forth, while the other is holding his scattered hair bun with a hideous expression. Intimidating!

Jiang Zhi faced the soldering iron close at hand, closed his eyes tightly, gritted his teeth in pain, and said nothing!

"Now you say that you can save a little bit of flesh and blood, or you will have to have a few fewer parts when your partner recruits! I'll give you three minutes, think about it, and then decide to say nothing!"

‘Tick! ’’Tick! Big beads of sweat dripped down Jiang Zhi’s chin onto the tiles. Some were cold sweat, and some were hot sweat forced out by a hot soldering iron.

The dual pressure of psychology and physiology made Jiang Zhi who closed his eyes and gritted his teeth a little breathless. As time passed by, his heart beat faster.

Silence, deathly silence, Jiang Zhi with his eyes closed felt like he was staying in the legendary eighteen layers of hell, as if all kinds of torture would be imposed on him next time.

"Alright! Time is up!" Jiang Zhiqing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief from the cold voice, but the beating heart trembled violently like a drum. Is the punishment coming? !

"Wait! Wait! I said!" Jiang Zhi opened his eyes suddenly, panting and roaring, his robe was wet with cold sweat, his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water, and his breath was extremely violent.

"It's still cognizant, I didn't wait for us to do it!" The sturdy man smiled triumphantly, picked up his scattered bun, and said viciously: "Let's talk about it! Tell me what you know!"

"I said yes! But I can only talk to your leader Wang Mang alone!" Jiang Zhizhuang yelled out courageously, and then said: "You just killed me. If you can't see Wang Mang, I can't tell the truth. !"

"You're playing with me, are you?! Are you telling me!" The big guy holding his hair bun had red eyes, his face suddenly rose, and he dragged his head toward the iron edge of the stove. Smash it fiercely!

'boom! Suddenly, a large piece of skin on Jiang Zhi's forehead was directly smashed and smashed, and a large stream of scarlet blood wet his face.

"I told you! I can't tell the truth if I don't see Wang Mang! If you want to listen, I'll make up stories for you!!" Jiang Zhi at this time was also ruthless, and he was going to give up. It seems quite captivating!

The sturdy man holding his hair bun looked at him so ruthlessly, and couldn't help but look up at Yao Sen who was sitting at the desk, "My lord...this..."

With a cigarette in his hand and a thick mockery on his face, Yao Sen sneered: "The leader is doing a very important thing. I disturbed you in charge? Don't worry about him. He hangs his life. There are more than two dozen punishments. Do it all again, let me see if his mouth is hard with pliers!"

Jiang Zhiruth, Yao Sen is more ruthless than him. He is nothing more than a cultivator. He couldn't stand the punishment and died. Then there are two more. Are they two tough guys in the world, even pulling their nails and steeling them? Can you stand the brush scraping? ! Not necessarily.

Listening to what Yao Sen said, Jiang Zhi's courageous heart shrank again, he was a little scared, he was afraid of death, and even more afraid that it was not worth it.