Throne Steps

By the field at the foot of the mountain, a newly built small courtyard stood quietly, with the gate locked.This place seems to be the same as usual, but the biggest change that can happen has occurred.

The execution was extremely bloody.

The sound of a heavy object hitting the body, accompanied by a muffled hum, was dull, broken, and frightening.

The executioner was very experienced. He held a medium-sized heavy hammer and hit Dali's calf upwards from the ankle little by little.His movements were not coherent, but he stared at Dali's reaction and struck from time to time.As long as Dali seemed to recover from the severe pain of the previous hammer, he would add another hammer to the front end of the previous hammer!

"...Woo!!!"

The severe pain that hit again was like a tsunami, and the sudden severe signal almost made the heart stop.Dali seemed to be suffocating, as if his blood was flowing backwards, as if he would explode and die in the next second.Torn muscles, smashed tendons, smashed bones, at that moment, he could hardly tell where the pain was.His consciousness seemed to be separated from his body, and he couldn't feel the pain from the nerve endings in a daze.The next moment, he seemed to be slammed back into his body again, and the strong feeling from his calf continued to wash over him, undiminished.It made him wish he could cut off the legs directly, and it would be over once and for all.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

He scratched the ground with his head, biting himself out of blood, but the pain couldn't distract him even a little bit.Even if he really fainted from the pain, before he could close his eyes for a few seconds, a bucket of cold water would wake him up.

The water in spring is still bitingly cold.

As long as he opens his eyes, what awaits him is the next hammer.

"Uh!!!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, I don't say a word at this level, but I'm a man." The young man watching the execution in the front row sighed, but there was no appreciation in his eyes.He was sitting on a simple wooden chair—this was taken out of the room by the tall man beside him—and his eyes turned from Dali to the old man and woman standing not far away, and then back to Come here Dali.

The executioner caught the young man's gaze and took a step back holding his hammer.

"To be honest, I don't know what you are still insisting on." The young man stood up, approached Dali who was lying on the ground, and pulled his hair with one hand to make him look up, "Don't you think about yourself?" Can you take care of everything?"

Because he hit the ground, Dali's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he looked in a trance, as if he hadn't heard the young man's words.

"If you don't say it, then forget it, there are three more questions, can't you?" The young man cast his eyes on Dali's family and smiled mockingly, "Tell me, can your father last as long as you?" And your sister-in-law, your sister... Oh, yes, these are two women..."

He bit the word "woman" gently and lightly, as if thinking of something fun.Before Dali could react, the young man continued: "I heard that you have a nephew who is only three years old? Although he is not here, but you always have to look for it to find out the result of hide and seek, don't you think? ...Have you hidden him well?"

Dali struggled to open his eyes and stared at him, but the backlight and red eyes made the stare almost powerless.A hoarse voice sounded, this was the first sentence Dali said after his execution, but it was not a confession: "You... will not end well...!"

"No matter what happens to me, you won't live to that day anyway." The young man sneered, "Not only you, but also your brother, your father... your whole family."

The young man let go of his hand, and Dali couldn't help but smashed back to the ground face down.The old man stared at him with resentment and resentment, but the young man curled his lips indifferently, stood up and said, "You don't expect someone to save you, do you? To be honest, if it weren't for him, maybe someone would come to save you." you……"

He stepped on the back of Dali's head: "Unfortunately, it is probably just Farah's personal plan to send Major Dali out, and there is no one to protect him." Looking at the surprised eyes of the old man, the young man smiled slowly, "Poor Ji Li, the long-term worker, he never thought that you brought him out not to let him escape, but to demand his life? By the way, Major Dali is here, so who is following Farah now? The people who protect you I probably don't know how many people Farah used them to save?"

Major Dali was dead on the battle report, but in fact he was still alive and well, and Farah sent him out to replace the "long-term worker" to take care of the family.In short, the Southwestern Army deceived the masses, and Farah deceived the Southwestern Army.

However, Farah's family did not expect that when the Southwest Army's surveillance personnel began to come here every now and then, and when they took advantage of this to "replace" the long-term workers who had gone out, there would be a pair of secret eyes staring at them.

The goal of these eyes at the beginning was to find out all the whereabouts and relationship networks of this family.The long-term worker of the Farah family was killed in the suburbs, and the body was buried almost on the spot. How could it be possible to hide this pair of eyes that have seen countless blood?

And whoever replaced the long-term worker and who can return to this family can be known by checking Farah's family relationship.

The battle report is falsified, the Southwest Army seems to have no more means, and they really don't need more means.Even if someone guesses that it's tricky, they won't say it.Not only because no one is more sure of Farah's mission than the Southwest Army, but also because this is a part of the top-level game, which can easily affect the whole body.

However, there are those who are not afraid of causing trouble, not only can find Farah, but also dare to provoke the top.

"How do you think Major Dali got this face? So many 'transformation potions' have become a black market thanks to Suoyang." The voice of the young man who pronounced "transformation potions" is a bit peculiar, and few people can be like him He said it so fluently, "Thanks to Farah secretly taking care of our business."

Someone saved Farah and his "brother", and naturally someone supplied them with "transformation potions".However, banned drugs will not be added for no reason. If Farah wants to play "Darkness", he must buy "transformation potions" from the black market.It can even be said that it was the sufficient supply of "transformation potions" on the black market in Suoyang that made Farah move his selfish intentions.

"It's okay if you really don't want to talk about it. Find out where all my "transformation potions" go, and you can get something." The young man retracted his leg and squinted his eyes, "But don't say I won't give it to you." Opportunities, everyone. If you think that you will die anyway, it is better to keep one as the other; I also think that you will not survive anyway, so it is better to play slowly. If anyone changes his mind and decides to tell me the secret, I can also change his mind Give you a good time."

His tone was calm, but his content was fierce and brutal.Standing under the blue sky and white sun, this unremarkable young man seemed to be able to condense the hostility into a black mist, which was shocking.What makes people even more desperate is that every intruder is just like him, cold and cruel.No one felt a little bit of intolerance for Dali's tragic situation, and no one had a little bit of sympathy for the fright of the old and weak.From the moment they stepped into the gate of the courtyard, this place became a purgatory.

"Continue." The young man took a few steps back and sat back on his chair, "Oh, don't let our Major Dali be too lonely, let his...sister, stay with him."

The girl was pulled out of her sister-in-law's arms, and the woman was even brought to the ground because she wanted to protect her and not let go.

"Wait...!" The little girl was thrown out roughly, and the old man couldn't help but yelled.However, when he looked into the deep black eyes of the young man, he opened his mouth and couldn't say anything.

The young man waited for a few seconds, confirmed that the old man did not intend to say another word, and signaled the person who did it to continue.

The man who pulled out the girl glanced sideways at the young man, then kicked the girl lying on the ground face up, drew out his saber, and slowly gestured towards the girl's chest.The young child of course doesn't know anything, and she's only being cleaned up for those who know.People who can endure their own pain may not be able to watch their loved ones being harmed.

Just when the sharp blade was about to pierce the girl's skirt, a companion of the intruder suddenly ran from the direction behind the house, striding towards the young man.

"Our temple chief is here." His arrival stopped the sword and hammer for a while, but he is not the savior. He glanced at the "victim" mockingly and coldly, "We have arrived at the village, Come here immediately."

Wiggins, the head of the Ainuma Temple, hurried over with the saint and attendants, but the journey became more and more desolate.Until the field, he had to leave most of the people in the town and the village, and only took two maids, two guards and Noah, and knocked on the gate of the courtyard.

Of the several men standing in the front yard, only one looked familiar to Wiggins.An old man and two women were restrained aside, looking miserable. Wiggins wanted to ask but was stopped.The pool of blood on the ground was shocking. No one would tell Wiggins what happened. He was just taken directly into a room in the house.

This room is quite simple, with almost no furniture, but there is a conspicuous magic circle carved on the ground.This is a magic circle used for effect gain, with clear marks, obviously completed temporarily.

Near the edge of the magic circle, there was a chair with a man tied to it.The man hung his head, the blood on his head stretched from his forehead to his chest, staining the brown skirt of his clothes red.His legs were even more exaggerated, drooping feebly, the knees were bloody and bloody, and the original color of the trousers could not be seen at all.

If it weren't for his chest still rising and falling slowly, it might make people think that he is dead.

When Wiggins saw this scene at the door, he was stunned for a moment, then walked in quickly with a sullen face: "You actually tortured innocent people!"

A young man leaned against the door, watching Wiggins' actions coldly: "He is not an innocent person."

"I will never agree with the behavior of the black swan." Wiggins' palm was condensed with light elements, and it slowly descended from Dali's forehead.He couldn't tell where the person's injury was the worst, and he couldn't really heal it, so he could only do his best.However, Dali has already become numb to pain, and this little healing technique is just a drop in the bucket.

"It's a pity." The young man sneered, "However, it doesn't prevent you from prying into his secrets, does it?"

Wiggins understood that his level of healing skills was really helpless. He stood up and turned his head to look at the door: "If I don't give him treatment, if I can't guarantee his safety, I won't read his experience."

"Go ahead and talk to me." The young man replied, "See how long he can still be tortured by the pain."

Wiggins glanced back at the dying man, and replied in a deep voice: "You must at least promise that when I see the result, you will stop torture him."

"He looks like this all because he didn't tell me Farah's whereabouts. After all, he is already a 'dead man' on the federal list. He is guilty of treason and he has to pay for it." , it is difficult to see his expression clearly, "If you don't plan to tell me the result, guess what will happen to him?"

Wiggins squinted his eyes: "Li Chen!"

"Master Chief, you accepted the letter from Black Swan, and you are here. However, after walking 99 steps, you hesitated before the last step." The young man smiled, "If you don't start work, we will continue... I know, there are three more waiting to be cleaned up outside."

His words were already an obvious threat. Wiggins hated his own powerlessness, but had to compromise.

But he thought of the three people in the yard, and couldn't help but said: "I can read his experience. But if I get the result, you don't need to bother them anymore. If they are indeed guilty, they should be sent to the court, the city lord's mansion Even go to the Lord's Mansion."

Li Chen took a step back, stood outside the house, and gently closed the door.

"Let's 'look' first, Mr. Chief."

[The author has something to say]: Black is not black!Just ask if you are black or not!