Bug Master In Doomsday

"How did your dungeon deal with the prisoners? How did you make these two people look like this..."

Wang Mang frowned tightly, looking at the two prisoners with dead eyes and lifeless faces, and couldn't help but question: "You said that there is no mental problem? Can the two communicate normally? "

The warden wearing the white mask narrowed his narrow eyes, lowered his head and said apologetically:

"Sorry master, although the interrogation measures in our dungeon are somewhat inhumane, the subordinates promised their personalities that the spirits of these two people have been tested, and they can communicate normally!"

Wang Mang did not speak when he heard the words, with a cold face, he pointed to one of the prisoners whose pupils were dizzy and silly, and asked in a cold voice: "What's your name?!"

"I...I.... My name is Ma Fei..." The silly prisoner opened his mouth and stammered in reply. His body couldn't help falling backwards. , And quickly maintained his balance. It seemed that he had been hungry for three to five days.

Wang Mang kept a cold face and continued to ask: "What is your strength? When was your first awakening?! What is the name of your best friend, and are your parents alive?"

Wang Mang's series of questions made the prisoner's face suddenly twisted and tangled. He raised his handcuffed hands, covered his head in pain, and murmured quickly in his mouth:

"I..... I.... Tier 2... The first awakening was two years ago... My best friend is called Datou. My parents were killed when the tribes fought 16 years ago. died!"

With the passage of time, the prisoner’s tone became more stable, Wang Mang listened to the words of the man in front of him, and suddenly a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Yes, yes, the spirit is good, at least there is still a certain degree of collapse!"

"You choose three more for me, round up! Remember to be a prisoner with poor mental quality but still capable of thinking!"

Wang Mang said in a cold voice to the warden beside him. The warden wearing a mask put his hand on his chest and assured him: "Master, don't worry, there are so many such prisoners in our dungeon! The master wants it. If you don’t move, I will show you to the interrogation room!"

Faced with the warden’s invitation, Wang Mang smiled and nodded, “Also, since the establishment of Gushan City, I have never visited you dungeon where prisoners are held in detail. Since it is here this time, let’s take a look!”

A trace of evil spirit flashed in the long and narrow eyes of the warden wearing a white mask, and there was a trace of excitement. This is the master's personal inspection of his jurisdiction. This is a kind of supreme glory!

"You guys go to inform the brothers in the logistics department to make preparations, and you two put the two prisoners in the jail at the entrance and let the cook make two bowls of porridge for them, and the province will faint on the ground later!"

After the warden, who was full of evil spirits, gave instructions to his hands, he walked forward and led Wang Mang to the interrogation room at the end of the passage.

"Help me...Help me... Give me something to eat... My intestines are knotted sorely, just give me something to eat!"

"Hey hey, a little crow, two little crows, oh oh oh, what do you two crows do, don't touch my nest on the branch, I am a beautiful magpie, not you smelly crows!"

"At the beginning of human beings, human natures are inherently good, similar in nature, and far from each other..."

One by one, the prisoners who were crazy, demented, or had mental breakdown stayed in the smelly prison, staring at a pair of eyes that were clearly different from normal people, smiling idiotically at the corners of their mouths, and even shed a few drops of saliva.