Doomsday: I have a super farm

Zhuang Chen was frightened by his words. He narrowed his eyes slightly and wondered in his heart how true or false his words were.

"It seems you don't believe my words, but you will see them soon.

If you don't answer everything honestly, I guarantee that these people will be buried with you. "

The old housekeeper saw the doubts in Zhuang Chen's heart, and he bit the last word.

"Even if you die, you should make me understand that the people in the city I destroyed are all your subordinates, right?"

"It seems like you are not as stupid as you appear to be with your embroidered pillow. It's a pity that our people are ruined by people like you."

When the old housekeeper answered this sentence, there was anger in his heart.

However, he was not in a hurry to torture Zhuang Chen, but wanted to break his psychology bit by bit.

"Deng Deng..."

Soon there was a burst of noisy footsteps outside, accompanied by the sound of heavy objects being dragged.

Through the logs, Zhuang Chen saw the man in black dragging several unconscious people with expressionless expressions.

He threw them into prison without mercy.

Based on their clothes, Zhuang Chen could tell that those people were Brother Zhu and the others.

The last person walking in the crowd was Huang Feng who betrayed him.

Huang Feng did not give them a look, but walked towards Zhuang Chen indifferently.

As soon as he entered the punishment room, he stood behind the old butler.

Zhuang Chen felt as if a sharp knife had been stabbed into his heart.

It was even stirring continuously, and such invisible power made the sweat on his forehead seep out.

His limbs were trembling uncontrollably.

His legs were weak and he knelt on one knee, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Now that you have seen everything, aren't you going to hand over everything?"

The old butler chuckled triumphantly, squatting down and grabbing Zhuang Chen's chin.

Force him to look at her level and threaten him viciously.

There was no fluctuation in Zhuang Chen's eyes, like a zombie who had lost hope.

He did not answer the old butler's words and looked at his distorted face dully.

Despite the old butler's repeated threats and inducements, Zhuang Chen still didn't answer any of his words.

The old housekeeper gradually lost his patience, and anger welled up in his heart.

He randomly grabbed an iron whip and whipped Zhuang Chen on him.

Deep wounds instantly appeared on Zhuang Chen's flesh, and blood flowed like spring water.

It soaked through his clothes and fell to the ground in drops.

The smell of blood, like rust, suddenly filled the cell.

No matter how he was whipped or insulted.

Zhuang Chen always bit the corner of his mouth tightly, groaning in pain.

But he still didn't answer him.

"I think you are really a bitch. If we don't let you enjoy it, you won't know our methods."

The old housekeeper was so angry that his breathing became disordered, and he pointed at Zhuang Chen's nose and cursed.

His sharp eyes discovered that his wounds were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

I finally understood that he dared to be so unscrupulous.

"Every ten minutes, he was scratched ten times with a dagger, and he was washed with pepper water every half an hour.

If this cycle continues over and over again, I don't believe he can endure it. "

The old butler spoke his thoughts viciously and handed the task to Huang Feng.

He didn't believe Zhuang Chen could endure such cruel methods.

"ah……"

Throughout the night, Zhuang Chen's nerves were tense, and the pain on his body completely prevented him from falling asleep.

There was no good part of the flesh and blood on his body, and such torture greatly slowed down his recovery.

He held his fist tightly and swore secretly in his heart.

He will definitely destroy this place completely and tear off his hypocritical face in front of the world.

Pay him back thousands of times for the suffering you have suffered today.

"Wow..."

Another bucket of chili pepper water was poured over Zhuang Chen's head, causing him to bite the corner of his mouth in pain.

The hoarse throat could no longer shout any words.

Huang Feng looked at his embarrassed appearance and felt a sense of guilt from the bottom of his heart.

This feeling made his heart waver, as if something was coming out of his head.

The pain caused his body to sway from side to side, and he knelt in front of Zhuang Chen, covering his head tightly and groaning in pain.

Zhuang Chen opened his eyes like lead with difficulty, and looked at Huang Feng in front of him in a daze.

He bit the tip of his tongue to stay awake.

"Huang Feng, Huang Feng..."

Zhuang Chen kept calling for his life in a low voice, trying to pull his consciousness back.

Just when Zhuang Chen was about to pull him out of his thoughts, the old housekeeper appeared in time.

He struck Huang Feng on the neck with his hand blade, and his body fell limply to the ground.

"You should stop struggling. I advise you to play less tricks."

The old housekeeper dropped these words viciously, then grabbed Huang Feng's collar and dragged him out.

Looking at their leaving figures, Zhuang Chen shouted unwillingly in his heart:

"Am I really going to succumb to such evil forces?"

Zhuang Chen angrily shook the shackles that bound his limbs. He tilted his head to look at the shackles.

They were made specifically for him, not only suppressing his superpowers.

They even invaded his body. Such multi-faceted attacks made him like a lamb to be slaughtered.

This really made him feel aggrieved.

The blood on his body infected the ground, and the blood-red stimulated his brain nerves.

He clenched his fists with the strength that was slowly recovering, trying to pull off the shackles on his body.

"Dudu..."

Suddenly, the sound of a drill was heard underground, and Zhuang Chen tried to cheer up and look underground.

He looked at the black-clothed man in the distance vigilantly and found that they did not hear the sound.

A glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes.

"Bang!"

In front of Zhuang Chen, the sharp mechanical arm drew a circle and smashed up suddenly.

The head of the flower rat mechanical appeared.

Zhuang Chen widened his pupils and looked at the flower rat controlling the machine in disbelief.

He was right to want to build a special machine for Huazhishu.

It came in handy at the critical moment.

"It's only been a short while, and I haven't seen you. How come you are like this?"

Huazhishu's words were trembling, and more of it was heartache for Zhuang Chen.

It jumped out of the cabin flexibly, stepped on the blood on the ground, and climbed up Zhuang Chen's trouser legs to his shoulders.

Silently patted his neck to comfort him.

Huazhishu opened its little mouth and bit the shackles on his hand.

Zhuang Chen just wanted to warn him, and saw a chip on the shackles.

There was surprise in the eyes looking at Huazhishu.