"I fainted, he was pretending to be dead!" Zhao Bing kicked Shi Si who was erecting the corpse, hummed contemptuously, and then picked up the golden gourd hammer and smashed it on his ankle. Pen        Fun'ge Ww    W.

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"Ah... Little thief, kill me!" The ankle bone can be said to be one of the most fragile parts of a person. It hurts when touched, not to mention being hit by the golden gourd. The severe pain not only made Shi Si wake up immediately, but also sat up and covered his ankle with the uninjured hand and shouted.

"Damn!" Shi Si's reaction was so intense. He suddenly sat up and got face-to-face with Zhao Bing who was squatting at his feet. The face that was twisted due to the severe pain scared him, and he almost fell down when he leaned back.

"Rareless!" Zhao Mengjin next to him saw Shi Si's "scam of corpse", frightened the little emperor very much, shouted and raised his leg and put it on his chest. With a "bang", Shi Si leaned back and fell to the floor, twitching for two times.

"It won't be fun if you beat him to death!" Zhao Bing stood up and kicked Shi Si with his toes. There was no movement at all. I don't know if he was kicked out of breath or if his head hit the ground and kowtowed to the concussion, he raised his head and blamed Zhao Mengjin.

"Your Majesty, rest for a while, he will not die!" Zhao Mengjin leaned over to detective Shi Si's breath and stood up.

"Amitabha, I'll wake him up!" Yuan Miao walked over and said.

"Master, don't kill him. Leave a breath and start a killing. I will also let him watch his wife and children die in front of you!" Zhao Bing threw down the golden gourd and said angrily.

"Ah, little thief, you are so cruel... I will not let you go even if I turn into a ghost!" Shi Sichacha, who was awakened, heard Zhao Bing's words, endured the pain and gritted his teeth.

"Bah, it's really a disaster for a thousand years. Did you ever think about what it is today when you slaughtered my royal family?" Zhao Bing spat and said with a sneer.

"This is a reward for killing me for more than 30 people!" Yuan Miaoke was much more powerful than Zhao Bing. He didn't have to use tools to raise his foot and stepped on Shi Si's leg, making a crisp "crack" sound.

"This is a reward for the retribution for the inducement of the Tartars to slaughter Shaolin and kill thousands of Buddhist children!" Without waiting for everyone to react, Yuan Miao stomped on Shi Si's other leg and said.

"Thieves... The thief is bald, you should have killed you all that day and burned the ruined temple! Ah, ah..." Shi Si seemed to have been tortured by Zhao Bing just now or because he just woke up, and he seemed to have been slow to react to the pain. He was trampled and his legs were broken before he screamed.

"Sin, sin, I have violated the precept of anger again!" Listening to Shi Sifei's scream, Yuan Miao clasped his hands together and shook his head to repent, "But I wish to go to hell to atone for my sins!"

‘Click!’

"This monk is cruel enough!" Everyone thought that Yuan Miao had sincerely regretted it, but he suddenly took action to break Shi Si's arm. Shi Si was already in pain and could not scream. When he rolled his eyes and thrust, Zhao Bing suddenly realized that Yuan Miao's image became tall and couldn't help but praise him secretly.

"You can fight well. As long as my Pu family's bloodline is constant, I will avenge you!" Shi Si became energetic after being hit by a few strokes. He raised his drooping arm and pointed at Yuan Miao and shouted sharply.

"It's so good, you can't die!" Ni Liang flew up and kicked the arm. Shi Si's arm turned into a nine-section whip and could no longer be lifted.

"Haha, your Pu family has been beaten up in one go. The male is beheaded, and the woman becomes an official, and you want to take revenge and wait for the next life!" Zhao Mengjin stomped on that hand again and twisted. Zhao Bing looked at the back of his head. They were much crueler than him. Shi Si's hand was made of his copper-headed and iron palm combat boots, and he had a comminuted fracture and misalignment. Unless he was back in his mother's stomach, it would be a bad thing!

"Haha, I am not what you and other evil thieves know about me!" Shi Si trembled all over in pain, but he still smiled with his mouth tilted.

"Is that so? You are raised by your stepmother, right? I suspect that your father is not a kiss, but a buyer. The boss goes out to sea, Yang Wei, who eats delicious food and drinks spicy food; and your father immediately sends the third brother away when he sees the city is about to be surrounded and keeps you with him." Zhao Bing touched his chin and said, "But don't worry, it won't take long for you to meet and go to the underworld together."

"Hmph, you want to catch Saburo too? As long as he is alive, our Pu family will be revitalized one day. The little thief is waiting to die!" Shi Si smiled contemptuously.

"Haha, isn't your Sanlang just hiding in the Dharma Stone?" Zhao Bing looked at Shi Si's expression with unconcealed pride, and his heart skipped a beat. This was consistent with his prediction. The boy was indeed the seedling of the next generation of the Pu family's head, but he still tentatively tentatively.

"How do you know?" Shi Si seemed to forget the pain when he heard this, and struggled half of his body and said in surprise.

"You think you are hiding it so much, but you are found by me with a trick. You are caught in one go. Your Sanlang doesn't have three heads and six arms. How much effort can you take to find him?" Zhao Bing concluded from Shi Si's words again that Junwen was hiding near the Dharma Stone, so Zheng Huchen's side would soon have a result, but he also wanted to get more information from him, pretending to be contemptuous.

"Your Majesty dares to be smart in front of my family. Your every move is expected by Your Majesty!" Zhao Mengjin even sneered.

"Pretending to be a ghost, even if you know that Sanlang is in the Dharma Stone, it is not something you can easily find!" Shi Si said to the child in front of him with hatred.

"Man is dead for money and birds die for food. If your family hadn't hidden their family, Junwen might have been able to escape his life, but as long as he couldn't bear to give up the property, he would be captured by me!" Zhao Bing glared back and said sternly.

"You...you even know this!" Shi Si was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth. Even if the people in the family knew about such private matters, the child knew it clearly. Isn't this a monster?

"I also know that good will be rewarded with good and evil will be rewarded with evil. You didn't expect that I could return to Quanzhou!" Zhao Bing said with a sneer.

"Allah comes, save your people, punish these demons..." Shi Si was a little desperate, and the hopes of the Pu family were seen through. He could only place hope on the gods and prayed to the sky.

"You definitely didn't expect that you would be captured. I will take revenge by the countless sects you killed today, break every bone of your body, and see if your god will save you!" Zhao Mengjin raised his leg and kicked again. With a crisp sound, Shi Si's thigh was broken again.

With Yuan Miao, Zhao Mengjin and Ni Liang all got it, and even Wang De joined the ranks of cleaning up Shi Si with a wooden stick. Under a burst of madness, Shi Si had already inhaled and had less breathing. None of the bones on his body were intact. Even the bridge of the high nose collapsed, but his eyes became deeper. It seemed that it must have been broken, but it looked more like a person from the Central Plains. There was a water stain on the ground, I don’t know if it was his sweat or urine.

"Cough cough... kill me, please!" After a while, Shi Si coughed a few times, and blood came out from the corner of his mouth. At this moment, as his bones were broken, the hardness he had just disappeared, and gasping would cause severe pain. Living became the greatest pain, he begged with a humming voice.

"Is this what I beat?" Zhao Bing looked at Shi Si who was already lying on the ground like a pile of mud. He listened to his pleading and felt a little unbelievable that he had just started to beat him into such a bird.

As a modern man born in a peaceful era, Zhao Bing had no chance to kill people, and even the chance to kill a chicken was very rare, and torture a person was something that he could never dream of. Although he had no choice but to kill people with his own hands, but also died under his command of thousands of people, but he had never killed anyone, and even ordered his subordinates not to abuse prisoners. But today he not only violated the rules he set, but also tortured Shi Si himself. What made him so cruel? Is this still the work of an outstanding young man born in a civilized and democratic society and raised under the Red Banner?

"Drag on, don't let him die!" Zhao Bing waved his hand and asked everyone to stop, and ordered the guards on the side.

"Kill me, kill me..." At this moment, Shi Si's bones were broken and he could not help him up at all. Even if he had a bigger move, he would kill him. Several guards could only carefully move him to a wooden board and carry him out, but he no longer felt pain and kept killing him.

"Bah, when you tortured those clans, did you pay attention to their begging? You should be tortured!" Zhao Bing raised his hands and shouted loudly, as if he was furious.

"Your Majesty, are you okay?" Zhao Bing's roar shocked Zhao Mengjin and others. Seeing that his face was wrong, he came over and asked softly.

"It's okay, I'm fine, I'm just tired, pour me a glass of water!" Zhao Bing waved his hand.

"Your Majesty, sit down and rest!" Wang De hurriedly moved a chair and asked His Majesty to sit down, and then ordered the little yellow sects to clean the scene quickly.

"Your Majesty, are you scared?" Ni Liang also came over and asked.

"Haha, can I still scare me if I clean up such a dead dog?" Zhao Bing shook his head and smiled, but he felt very upset. After drinking a cup of tea, he felt better, so he asked Zhao Mengjin to rest earlier. Yuan Miao continued to go back to recite scriptures and atone for his sins. He returned to the second floor with Ni Liang and Wang De, but he felt his mind was still a little confused and couldn't sleep, so he grabbed the book and hid it on the soft couch. He found a comfortable position to lie down and read it, but he couldn't watch it. He still wondered why he had become so incompetent today.

'Everyone has a demon in his heart', Zhao Bing suddenly remembered such a saying that he had heard or seen from somewhere. In his previous life, he always heard that some major cases were suddenly solved, and criminals were often unexpected. They were either well-dressed officials or enviable white-collar workers, or honest people and good people in the eyes of relatives, friends and colleagues. It was even more outrageous that he had heard of a retired cadre stealing bicycles when he had nothing to do. This made people not understand why they were doing well, but they had to do these despicable and illegal things.

From this to that, Zhao Bing thought that he was at least the king of a country, with 100,000 soldiers and hundreds of counselors under his command. He could just talk about his own torture, but he did not torture himself, and in the eyes of others, he was still a child. But today he not only did it, but also interrupted his hands and feet extremely cruelly. Seeing his painful struggle and howling, he did not feel anything wrong, but felt very happy and proud in his heart, as if he was hammering it was not a person, but a beast.

After thinking about it again, at first, Zhao Bing hated Shi Si that he dared to attack him, killing so many sons who were brave and brave, and he was ruthless to him. Therefore, he was so angry that he took action against him and tried to make him surrender. But in the end, he seemed to be purely abusing people. He liked to look at Shi Si who had chased him, but now he was trembling and wailing under his own stick, and gained unprecedented pleasure from it!

Now Zhao Bing has to believe that there is a demon in his heart. This demon makes people have a terrible evil, wanting to peek into other people's hearts, convey their own panic, and feel comforted by others' sadness and fear as they are, wanting to manipulate others, and be proud of themselves when they learn that others are affected by them. Although these things are well aware of them, they are difficult to express, but they will explode in a specific environment.

Thinking about his two lives, Zhao Bing in his previous life had to surrender to the power of a bad boss in order to live. He smiled every day and didn't know how many times he cursed his ancestors for the 18th generation. When the company went bankrupt, the boss not only concealed the truth from him, but also used his kindness to take the blame for him. It can be said that he forced himself into a desperate situation. Zhao Bing believed that when the most difficult time on the boat, if the boss suddenly appeared in front of him, he would push him into the sea without hesitation, but he had no chance and could only kill him hundreds of times in his heart.

When he was sent to this era in a daze, Zhao Bing could be said to be frightened, but what else could he do besides cursing God? Who could save him? After that, he had to rise up to save himself, recruit the disabled soldiers, and establish a team until he found Qiongzhou. Although his strength was growing step by step, he had never left him. He was worried that his subordinates would be betrayed and sold out, worried that his army would have no food tomorrow, and that he would not pay his salary and be divided; he was afraid that the emperor's brother, the queen mother would deprive him of his last little power, and that the Mongols would destroy him in his infancy. He hoped that he would one day become stronger and could destroy them all.
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