Qin Dynasty: Father Ying Zheng granted marriage to young Siming

"Master, do you want to interrogate yourself?"

Zhang Han asked.

"Give it a try. Since you're stubborn, do some tough work. If you can't bear it, just do it. It won't be a pity if you die."

Fu Che said with a sneer: "Just ask the general for any torture. There is always a limit to human willpower. Maybe he will open his mouth."

Zhang Han felt it made sense: "That's true."

The man was awakened by a splash of icy cold water.

"Hehehe..."

A series of laughter burst out from the man's mouth, seemingly mocking Fu Che and Zhang Han's incompetence: "Are these the only methods you have? Young Master, General, you won't get any information from me like this."

"Ah……"

Fu Che smiled and said, "So you have a masochistic tendency?"

"Young master, you can give it a try."

The man said: "We have many more traps than the Shadow Guard."

"General Zhang Han, this man is laughing at your secret guards for having so little means."

Fu Che said: "Hurry up and show it off."

"Hmph, I hope you can continue to be tough for a while."

Zhang Han sneered: "It is said that ten fingers connect the heart. This is a method that I have never tried on a prisoner before. I would like to try it on you today."

Then Zhang Han said to the strong man in charge of the torture: "Use iron pliers to pull out the nails on this man's hands, and then drive nails into each finger!"

"promise!"

The strong man takes the order.

……

"what!"

A shrill scream rang out.

Fingers connected to the heart, the pain this person is suffering at this moment is far beyond what ordinary people can imagine.

"If you don't say anything now, you'll still have toes later."

Fu Che said calmly: "Of course I also know that you are strong-willed. If the toes are not enough, I can also have your fingers and toes cut off section by section with a saw.'

Fu Che imagined such a scene.

Instantly, I felt goosebumps all over my body: "Don't worry, the person who amputated his finger will do it very gently, slowly, bit by bit. The time required to cut off one finger will never be less than a quarter of an hour."

At this time, the man who was in great pain was still looking at Fu Che, his eyes seemed to be spitting fire.

It seemed that he wanted to burn Fu Che to death.

"You don't have to look at me like that. You know what I want, so tell me what I want to know. You will die, but I promise to give you a happy one."

Fu Che said: "Sometimes, it is better to die happily than to live in pain, right?"

"You won't know anything from me. The net is beyond your imagination."

The man was in great pain, but he still said: "What if you delay my execution? What if I tell you? You people will all die. The world Luo Sheng wants to build is not you people at all. All you can imagine.”

Fu Che's eyes narrowed slightly.

did not speak.

Time passed little by little, and it was just like what this man said.

He didn't say a word.

Even with great pain.

In order to prevent him from extinguishing his heart.The Pipa bone on his body has been locked for a long time. Now this person has no internal strength at all and cannot commit suicide even if he wants to.

As for biting your tongue to commit suicide, don't make trouble. Stop the bleeding in time. Biting your tongue to commit suicide will not kill you at all, it will only make you more miserable.

What's more, biting off one's own tongue requires courage that not everyone can have.

Fu Che has gradually lost his patience.

At this moment, I feel that I am lacking in interest and boring.

"Cut him to death!"

Fu Che's dark face was as cold as ice: "Since you don't want to speak, there's no need for you to speak."

After saying that, Fu Che turned around and walked out.

Cut to pieces by a thousand knives, also known as Ling Chi.

It is almost the most cruel punishment among all.

Even better than car cracks and waist cuts.

Get out of jail.

The cold night wind was still blowing on Fu Che's body.

Step by step, I walked towards the small building where the bedding was.

And when returning to the house.

Seeing the dim candlelight in the room, there was a faint figure sitting at the table.

The hostility that originally existed on Fu Che's body disappeared without a trace at this moment.

"Squeak..."

The door was pushed open by Fu Che.

Young Siming, who was sitting at the table with his chin in a daze, looked at Fu Che, smiling slightly under his veil.

"It's too late to sleep."

Fu Che asked, "Waiting for me."

"Ah."

Shaoxing nodded.

"why?"

Fu Che walked up to Young Siming and raised his crystal white cheeks.

"Miss you."

Shao Si Ming said.

"Well, I'm back."

Fu Che spoke.

Chapter 88 Shao Siming: "Can I... come together?"

Strong winds and dark clouds enveloped the entire Baiyue mountains and rivers.

Countless people from the Baiyue tribes in the mountains and forests were looking at the sky.

I saw a meteor burning with flames in the sky, crossing the sky and heading towards the west.

This magical scene can be seen not only in Baiyue, but also on the land of China at this moment.

Fu Che raised his head.

Look to the sky.

Shao Siming also stopped holding the chopsticks in his hand.

Follow Fu Che's gaze and look toward the sky.

Meteorite falls.

Of course Fu Che knew that this was a normal phenomenon.

There are countless meteorites falling from the sky every year, but this one is relatively large.

But for people of this era.

Meteorites fell from the sky, or in other words, Yinghuo fell from the sky.

The disaster of Yinghuo was a big event for the ancients.

Especially for the Qin Dynasty, the impact of this meteorite was huge.

But now, none of this is what Fu Che needs to worry about.

There was only one thing he was worried about.

Shao Siming was obviously not as interested in meteorites as he was in the shark fins and bear paws in front of him.

Both of them knew that the next time they would enjoy delicious food together would probably be a long time ago.

"Son."

Outside the gauze, a shadow secret guard was kneeling outside.

"What's the matter?"

Fu Che asked.

"Your Majesty summons, Black Dragon Scroll."

The Shadow Guard said.

Fu Che frowned. He had just mentioned the summons in the morning, but now it had been delivered.

It seemed that the time to fight against Baiyue was imminent.

But it is true that the empire was defeated in Baiyue some time ago, and such a thing would have a secondary impact on the strength of the empire itself.

The most real thing is the weakening of national prestige.

And the longer the time, the greater the impact.