Chapter 796 Torture

"What? Don't speak?" The smile on Yang Mingyu's face faded, and the atmosphere was particularly depressed. He patted Tan Qiusheng's shoulder heavily, then motioned his men to bring over two stick-like things, and said: "Don't

Look down on these two wooden sticks. In ancient times, this kind of punishment was called "mechanical punishment". It is one foot and five inches long and about four inches wide. The two holes in the middle are used to fix it on your arms. Then I

They will tie you up like Bon Jesus, so that when you struggle when you undergo other punishments, your arms will suffer heartbreaking pain, so your struggle will not be so strong."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Yang Mingyu looked at Tan Qiusheng and said, "Look, how good I am to you. I even checked the ancient books to prevent you from struggling, but you don't need to thank me, just enjoy it."

At Yang Mingyu's signal, the two men put two wooden sticks on Tan Qiusheng's arms, and then used wooden wedges to directly punch through Tan Qiusheng's arms through the holes in the wooden sticks, making the wooden sticks and arms tightly

intersect.

Tan Qiusheng didn't say a word during the whole process. Only the low growl in his throat, the sweat on his head, his pale face and his twitching body made it clear how much pain he was suffering at this time.

After finishing all this, the two men tied Tan Qiusheng to the cross, but only tied his arms, not his feet.

Yang Mingyu clapped his hands and said: "No shouting, no crying, and no swearing. Master Tan is Master Tan, and he is admirable. Brothers, add some spice to Master Tan."

The two men carried out a basin of chili water with a smile, and took two spoons, one on the left and one on the right, to pour it on the wound on Tan Qiusheng's arm.

Generally, when describing pain, one would use the word "sprinkling salt on the wound" to describe how painful the person is. However, pouring chili water on the wound is even more painful than spreading salt.

Tan Qiusheng's facial features were distorted and deformed, his head was raised high, a beast-like roar came from his throat, and his legs kept kicking on the ground. However, as long as the movement was slightly larger, the wound on the arm pierced by the wooden weapon would expand, and the pepper water

Taking the opportunity to get into fresh wounds, causing even more terrible and endless pain.

"Ah!" Tan Qiusheng finally couldn't help shouting and cursed: "Yang Mingyu! I'll fight your uncle! I'll fight your uncle!"

Yang Mingyu snorted coldly and said: "Tan Qiusheng, let me tell you, as long as you tell me what I want to know, I will serve you delicious food. Otherwise, you will have to suffer, and this is just an appetizer.

There’s still a whole table of delicacies that haven’t been served! Guess which dish you can wait for?”

As he spoke, Yang Mingyu took out a small knife from his arms, looked at Tan Qiusheng's exposed neck when he raised his head and said, "Next, I will use this small knife to gently cut the skin on your neck, but don't worry,

I will never pour chili water on your neck. I will add some sugar water and then put some little ants. These little ants like sweets the most. They will eat the tender meat on your neck, but you can rest assured.

Well, these ants are not poisonous except for the painful bite."

Yang Mingyu said to his two men: "Fix his head for me, lest he kill my little ant with his neck later."

"Don't~~"

Tan Qiusheng begged: "Please, please stop torturing me, please kill me, let me die!"

Yang Mingyu shook his head and said, "That won't work, unless you tell me everything I want to know."

Tan Qiusheng was silent.

"Do it!" Yang Mingyu shouted.

"Don't! I say! I say!" Tan Qiusheng cried bitterly. After crying for a long time, he sobbed: "Chen Mo has many friends, the most important of which is..."

Tan Qiusheng's voice became softer and quieter, until later he couldn't hear clearly, and he looked like he was about to fall into coma.

"Speak louder!" Yang Mingyu picked up a spoon and hit Tan Qiusheng's arm, and said angrily: "Speak louder!"

Tan Qiusheng wailed again and again, even his voice became hoarse.

"The most important thing is me, and...and Xu Zihao, he usually likes to go...you can easily catch him there..."

"Where does Xu Zihao like to go?" Yang Mingyu asked.

"I like..." Tan Qiusheng became smaller and smaller.

Yang Mingyu had no choice but to get closer, even closer, to Tan Qiusheng's mouth, and said, "Say it again, it's so...ah!"

Unexpectedly, Tan Qiusheng, who was extremely weak, suddenly exploded and bit Yang Mingyu's left ear, causing him to scream in pain.

The men rushed over to help, but no matter what methods they used, they couldn't get Tan Qiusheng out of his mouth.

"ah!!!"

When the two separated, Yang Mingyu's ear had been eaten by Tan Qiusheng, and he even started chewing it. While chewing, he shouted: "I'll eat you, you beast!"

Yang Mingyu fell to the ground, covered his ears and rolled on the ground, shouting: "Kill him! Kill him!"

The two men were about to use more cruel punishment to kill Tan Qiusheng, but suddenly they saw Tan Qiusheng's head hanging down.

"Young Master Yang, he...he...he is dead!"

"Dead?! How did he die! How did he die!" Yang Mingyu roared.

The men opened Tan Qiusheng's mouth and said in shock: "Young Master Yang, this guy also studied ancient death methods. He bit his tongue and committed suicide!"

That's right, Tan Qiusheng bit his tongue and committed suicide. When he chewed Yang Mingyu's ear, he also chewed his own tongue. The punishment was too painful, but he really almost couldn't bear it in the first round and betrayed his best.

Brother, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to survive the second round.

"Ahhh! Damn you bastard! How can you bite your tongue and commit suicide! I have prepared a lot of feasts for you! How dare you die! Even if you die! Give me the punishment! Give me the punishment! Even if he dies

, I also want him to have no peace!"

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When Xu Zihao went to find Tan Qiusheng, he already noticed something unusual outside the door.

The ground was full of dead bodies, and each one was filled with endless terror before death, but there were almost no traces of resistance, which meant that an irresistible force was encountered here.

Xu Zihao hurried to Tan Qiusheng's office. Lying outside the office door was Tan Qiusheng's newly recruited secretary. Xu Zihao had met him several times. She had just graduated from college and she looked very cute when she smiled, but now her body was cold.

Been dead for a long time.

When I opened the door of the office, it was empty and there was nothing there. It was still the same high-spirited and radical song played on the old record.

Xu Zihao's heart sank to the bottom. He tremblingly took out his mobile phone from his arms and dialed Chen Mo's number.

"Something happened to Qiu Sheng." Xu Zihao said hurriedly.

"Who is it?" Two extremely cold words came from the phone.

"No...I don't know...but Qiu Sheng's people are all dead, there was no resistance, Qiu Sheng is gone now!"

"Wait for me!" It was still two short words, but it revealed an irrepressible anger.
Chapter completed!