double ring

The dungeon of Xiangyang Prince's Mansion is dark, damp and musty smelling without any suspense.But King Xiangyang still condescended and came here in person, trying to persuade the prisoner in front of him.

"Guard Zhan really lives up to his reputation. He is sensitive and considerate in dealing with situations. It is also because the king is not strict in his rule that he accidentally taught you about such a secret matter."

Zhan Zhao was tied up with a hemp rope that was as thick as a finger, and he fell sideways by the wall, his feet were still bound by iron chains on a huge stone lock, his body was still bleeding from multiple arrow wounds and knife wounds, and his blue clothes were already riddled with wounds Holes are varied.He endured the pain, tried his best to raise his head and said with a smile: "If the prince's actions are not shameful, why would he be afraid of others knowing?"

"Presumptuous!" Hearing this, a man in black next to him kicked him in the lower abdomen. Zhan Zhao was in pain. Stars burst out in front of his eyes, and a mouthful of blood spewed out. With her hair down, she was forced to raise her face.

King Xiangyang slightly raised his hand, and the man in black bowed and retreated.

"Zhan Zhao, more than a dozen masters under this king, together with the poisoned arrows, fought fiercely for two days and two nights to catch you. You really are a hero." King Xiangyang knelt down in front of Zhan Zhao , "How about, you just submit to this king, and this king will not treat you badly. With your ability, it is really a waste of talent to be a little guard."

Zhan Zhao shook his head and chuckled, "Thanks to the lord for his love. It's just that Zhan Zhao is not talented, so he can't be a traitor."

"You!" King Xiangyang frowned, "Where did you hide that secret letter?"

"Such important physical evidence should be kept properly, and it is inconvenient to hand it over to the prince."

"Hmph! Even if you refuse to hand it over to me, you won't have the chance to send it out again! You should understand that no matter how good your martial arts skills are, you can't beat four hands with two fists. Today you were seriously injured, and you were killed by me. It is impossible to escape from the king's capture. You must have chosen an opportunity to hide that secret letter, but you have not been in Xiangyang for long, and you can count the number of places you have gone. This king has worked hard, and the prosperity is not yet over. , how could it be ruined in your hands like this?" Xiangyang King said, and walked away angrily.

"My lord! Turn your back and be right! Please think twice, my lord!"

The footsteps of King Xiangyang's departure did not stop slightly because of Zhan Zhao's words.

Not long after, a few jailers with swollen faces walked over slowly with smiles on their lips, cracking their knuckles as they walked.

"Master Zhan, you insist on not surrendering, nor handing over the secret letter. It's hard for us to explain in front of the prince!"

"Master Zhan is from a big place. People may not be able to see the tricks we have here. How about we give you a few, and you can enjoy it and think about it at the same time?"

Zhan Zhao coldly glanced over their faces one by one, without saying a word.

Jailor A rolled up his sleeves: "How about using a whip?"

Several other people sneered: "A punishment is a whip, not vulgar!"

"Ah? Not good?" Jailor A scratched his head, "Then slap your fingers? Use a stick?"

Everyone still shook their heads and waved their hands.

Jailor A shrugged his shoulders: "Aren't these simple and easy to implement, and the effect is remarkable, everyone likes to see it. If it's not good, what do you think should be done?"

Prisoner B offered advice: "It takes a lot of effort to whip a whip. If you want me to say it's the easiest way, it's better to tie your wrists and hang it in the courtyard, and tie a few stones to your ankles to hang it. Give him food or not, and see if he can survive for a few days."

Everyone swallowed in unison.

"It's also a tiger stool. After the execution, we can drink tea and drink on the sidelines, so that he can survive or die there by himself. If he keeps talking stubbornly, let's see if his legs don't break!"

Everyone looked at each other involuntarily.

Prisoner B is still full of ideas: "Or you can tie your thumb with a thin rope and hang him up to the height where his toes can barely touch the ground. If you want to keep your fingers from hurting, you have to support your body with your feet. Don't feel bad about your head."

Everyone looked at jailer B with weird eyes: How dark is your psychology...

Jailor B looked innocent: "What's wrong?"

Jailer C rubbed his chin: "Although this is torture enough, it's just that he endured it silently, there's nothing exciting to watch!"

"Do you still want to watch the excitement?" Jailor B showed a look of why you are so difficult to serve, "Then see some blood - ask once and don't say anything, just chop off a finger, how about it?"

Everyone waved their hands again and again: "No way!"

"Then fry it? Pots? Cook? Play the pipa? Red embroidered shoes?" Jailor B's ideas came up endlessly.

Everyone was speechless, and jailer C couldn't bear it any longer. He stepped forward and gave him a shudder: "Why don't you understand? This man can't be mutilated! He's missing arms and legs, broken bones and tendons, and there's no way to recover!"

"You have to get the secret letter back. Why do you have to let him recover?" Jailor B suddenly seemed to understand, "Is it because the prince values ​​him and hopes that he can submit and serve the prince in the future?"

"Whether he returns or not, he can't be mutilated anymore! It's necessary to be torn apart and bloody, but it's also necessary not to be completely mutilated, not to leave any sequelae, and to be able to recover in a few days! He If it is disabled, how can I work in the future? This person is different from others, and it has to be recycled continuously. This is my many years of work experience!"

"But it's too hard to be human... Even with a whip and a stick, the injury can't be healed in one fell swoop!"

Everyone was chattering, and after intense discussions, all the jailers finally reached a consensus and took action. They hurriedly erected Zhan Zhao, preparing to loosen his original rope before tying him to the rack. .Unexpectedly, as soon as he untied the rope that bound him, Zhan Zhao suddenly exerted strength and broke free from the restraints of several people in an instant.But after all, he fought fiercely for two days in a row, he never stained his teeth, he lost a lot of blood, and was seriously injured by the poison, so he didn't have the strength to escape completely.Before being subdued again, he only had time to take out Xue'er's hairpin from his arms and break it with force.

Suddenly, Xueer appeared in response, but was taken aback by the scene in front of her: "Hey! What's going on!"

"Monsters!!" A group of jailers ignored Zhan Zhao and escaped in the blink of an eye.

Zhan Zhao propped himself up with one hand, pulled off his jade pendant from his waist with the other hand, and raised his head: "Miss Xue'er, Zhan promises you. Just please, do me a favor!"