dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Chang Huaiyuan was not the only one who was excited, the second and fifth masters of the Chang family were all like this.

Chang Baye hastily shrunk his size and crawled over tremblingly.

"Yao, Yaodao, as long as you return the soul of your parents to us, I, I, the eighth master, will not let the little bastard stab your crotch with a knife!"

Brain Devourer Qi Tujian grasped at his opponent's weakness, he sneered and stopped talking.

The up for grabs attitude speaks for itself.

It's about her parents, Chang Huaiqing, the fifth master of the Chang family, is clearly impatient:

He lifted Brain Devourer Qitu out of the pile of zombies, and then smashed it to the ground like a wooden stake.

One of the old devil's legs had already been trampled to pieces, and it broke completely with a click—a powder fracture.

"Yaodao, if you don't speak again, believe it or not, a certain family will immediately cramp your skin, crush your bones and turn you into ashes!"

The more nervous the Chang family brothers were, the more Brain Eater Qitu knew that he had made the right bet.

Of course, it is even more impossible to tell the matter of the soul so simply.

This is his only life-saving hole card at present.

When the soul's whereabouts are confessed, it is also the time of his death.

"Hehehe, it's okay if you want Pindao to tell the whereabouts of those two beasts, but you have to let me go first!"

"Wait until I think it's a safe place, and then use secret techniques to notify you!"

"Fuck you, uncle, who the hell are you calling a beast!" Chen Daji and Xin Lianshan, two scourges, were furious upon hearing this.

"Being beaten is not enough, is it?!"

One flew up and kicked Qitu's big crotch heavily, while the other punched his big waist.

The old devil immediately flew out with a scream, curled up in pain, bent on the ground like a cooked prawn.

The two scourges were going to be pursued, but Mo Zhe Ma Mingyang stretched out his hand to stop them.

"Master Juzi, wait a minute, your behavior is really disrespectful!"

Although Chen Daji was afraid of Ma Mingyang from the bottom of his heart, the enemy didn't care about his identity at the moment.

Besides, he never thought of himself as a man of distinction...

Just as he was about to refute, he saw the "Second Millennium Child" sneer at Brain Eater Qitu, and then, under the other's horrified gaze, unhurriedly took out a large row of instruments of torture.

There are a variety of beautiful things in eyes, all kinds of forests, all of them are extremely hideous and bloodstained.

Counting down, there are as many as a hundred pieces!

Putting it all together, it looks like an exhibition hall of all torture instruments in the history of China.

What are the top ten tortures in the Qing Dynasty, in front of them, they are like younger brothers... grandsons are not even counted!

Even the torture of the [-]th hell, compared with these instruments of torture, can only be regarded as a slightly heavier massage...

Not to mention the brain devourer Qitu who was about to be tortured, even when everyone present saw these instruments of torture, they all felt chills down their spines.

At the same time, a thought arose in my heart: Is this bunch of horrible things really invented by human beings? !

Although the Mohists value laws and regulations, this is too...

So he looked at Ma Mingyang with a little more... awe.

The most miserable of all belongs to "Zhang Chao".

At this time, the ancestor who drove the corpse was almost crying, and hated Ma Mingyang in his heart.

You dare to take out such a dangerous thing for the nemesis to play with, and deliberately harm the ancestors, am I right? ! !

How did Ma Mingyang know what everyone was thinking, and he still said calmly.

"Master Juzi, interrogating prisoners in your capacity, how can you beat them yourself like a hooligan? Use these."

Brain Eater Qitu, who was already seriously injured, heard this and immediately passed out with a groan.

The heroic ghost Xin Lianshan went over and kicked his big waist a few times, and muttered when he saw that there was no reaction at all.

"Hey, this old bastard is not pretending, I'm really scared and fainted."

Seeing that Brain Eater Qitu was so afraid of Ma Mingyang's works, the brothers of the Chang family immediately felt relieved.

As long as you use these torture tools to interrogate slowly, you don't have to worry about him not explaining the whereabouts of his parents.

Chang Huaiyuan and his brothers clasped their fists at Ma Mingyang solemnly.

"Thank you Mo Zhe for your help!"

Ma Mingyang returned the gift politely: "Mr. Long, you are polite!"

Chen Daji was inexplicably flustered, and even had a bad premonition.

"Well, Uncle Ma, let me ask you something."

"What do you study these scary things for?"

Ma Mingyang smiled lightly.

"Back to Mr. Juzi, didn't Ma say before that his disciples are quite old-fashioned, and these are used to punish those stubborn disciples."

When Chen Dage heard the words, he sat down on the ground in fright, and uttered two words heavily: "Damn!!!"

After a long time, he asked with a sad face.

"Ma, Uncle Ma, are you sure that all of your apprentices are not dead? Is there anyone who can become a teacher alive?!"

Ma Mingyang was a little embarrassed to be asked.

"My lord Juzi, didn't I tell you that I managed to escape two of you..."

After listening to the dead fish's eyes, Chen Daji got up and disappeared into the dark night with his bowed legs.

The author assures that all the judges have never seen Prime Minister Turtle running so fast!