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"Slaves were returned today for treachery, demand, and all to be imprisoned"

"Yes, Xiao Ba knows, Xiao Ba will arrive at the punishment room on time"

"Not in the punishment room, but on the fourth basement floor" Xiao Ba looked at Yan Xi in astonishment, but finally didn't ask why it was on the fourth basement floor.

When Xiao Ba arrived at the elevator entrance on the fourth floor of the basement, someone immediately stepped forward to put on blindfolds for everyone, because the senses would become extremely sensitive due to the deprivation of vision.

The cold, the cold is overwhelming, Xiao Ba can only think of these words.

It's been a long walk, at least Xiao Ba felt that he had walked for a long time and turned many corners.Until the blindfold was removed, all the lights were concentrated on the kneeling person in the center, and the incandescent lamp started to torture him in advance. It seemed that this would reveal the true colors of the people on the ground.

Xiao Ba and many other slaves were arranged to kneel and sit around.

After looking at everything properly, the brightness of the incandescent lamp was increased by one level, and the slave in the center could barely open his eyes.

"No. 1478, you betrayed your master and provided information to his opponent, you can plead guilty."

An executor held a few pieces of paper and read the judgment, very much like an ancient judge judging a case.

"I believe" the person on the ground raised his head slightly, even if he couldn't see if there was anyone beside him, there was only a vast expanse of whiteness in front of his eyes.

"You were returned as a traitor and a deserted slave, did you know that?"

"I know" the people on the ground didn't make any unnecessary movements, facing the coming torture.

"In the end, what wish do you have?" The executive asked with one knee on the ground, one hand on 1478's shoulder.

"I want to survive, no matter who I am." The shoulders of the man on the ground trembled, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Give me a reason" the executive appeased 1478 and asked.

"I need redemption." 1478 raised his head, his eyes bright, his expression didn't look like that of an abandoned slave who was sentenced to betrayal.

"Let's leave it to fate." The executive stood up, gestured, and prepared for the criminal law.

In 803, this may be the only willful process. The last wish of the dying person will be granted as long as it is not excessive.But the situation in 1478 can only be left to fate.

The assistant pushed over the brazier, a brand had been burned red, and there was only one word "abandon".

"Choose a place." The executor walked around 1478 with a red-hot soldering iron. "I recommend it on the buttocks. It has a lot of meat and can't be seen."

"Can I choose the face?" 1478 regained his composure, looking at the word in the executive officer's hand.

"Of course, not many people choose this place."

Yes, engraved on the face, the master will not be able to see it if it is disfigured. The master hates this face the most, and it is best to ruin it. 1478 felt sour in his heart.

On the face, 1478's face was ferocious, his eyes were about to pop out, and the roar from his throat was extremely desperate, it hurt, it hurt so much.

The smell of burnt meat immediately spread in the room, and many of the slaves watching were covering their mouths, for fear of screaming, and some were suppressing their nausea, but they couldn't stop retching.

"If you can survive, you won't be able to return to the top with this appearance." The executive put down the soldering iron and looked at the appearance of 1478. "The underground life is not as good as pigs and dogs to you abandoned slaves"

"I know" 1478 panted heavily, and replied in a hoarse voice, he wanted to pass out immediately, but the pain on his face that seemed to penetrate the skin was always tensing his nerves.

This punishment lasted for a day and a night. Xiaoba, also known as Ling Jiu, knelt down for a day and a night like many slaves who were asked to watch the execution.

Whips, sticks, rattan sticks, etc., all the tools that can be used to beat people have been beaten on 1478's body. There is no good skin from the neck down to the ankles. I don't know how much pepper water and salt water are poured. No. 1478 still didn't wake up after the barrel, the executive had no choice but to call the doctor to give him epinephrine, and then 1478 opened his eyes in a daze, asking if the criminal law was over.

The executive's cold words pierced everyone's ears, "All the toes will be chopped off, and 803 nails will be buried in the whole body." The executive signaled the doctors to back down, "You still have a chance to choose, Do you still want to survive, in any way?"

1478 lay limp on the ground, like a broken rag doll, except for his clear eyes, he was dead.

"I want to survive" just a few words, the blood from the corner of 1478's mouth flowed out unscrupulously like water from the gate. It must have injured his lungs when he hit his back, but who would have thought of this, a dying man people only.

"Then you will be rescued until you die or the criminal law ends, do you understand?"

1478 nodded, there were too many blood clots in his mouth, 1478 couldn't pronounce the desired syllable at all.

"continue"

Xiao Ba couldn't remember his numb knees anymore, he only knew that that person would continue, and before he knew it, Xiao Ba had tears streaming down his face.

Xiao Ba touched the tears all over his face, what happened to him, did he feel sorry for him, he must have fallen into the world at the same time.

The squeeze of 803 includes many aspects. For example, even abandoned slaves will just chop off their toes and keep their fingers. Who would not want cheap labor?

"chop"

A word, cold and ruthless, after a few minutes, the two feet will never have bifurcations again, only the disharmony of the soles of the feet and the lingering smell of blood in the air make more and more people sick.

1478's throat was clogged with blood, and it must have burst from shouting, there was no screaming or roaring, only a single nasal sound seemed to spread from his heart, and he immediately passed out.

The doctor immediately stepped forward to inject blood plasma and various life-sustaining potions on 1478, but the surrounding executive officers were as indifferent as ever.

"wake up"

One barrel, two barrels, three barrels, one needle, two needles, three needles

1478 opened his eyes, and the turbid void filled his eyes.

"continue"

This time, the executive officer didn't ask. For those who are delirious, it's useless to ask.

A small box was carried up, the iron nails inside were red and yellow, and there was a layer of blood on the rusty nails.

Ling Jiu didn't wipe away the tears all over her face, she couldn't help closing her eyes, it was too cruel and bloody.

With a "snap", everyone's focus shifted from the focus of the incandescent lamp to the stands.

"What right do you have to close your eyes?" At some point, Yan Xi appeared behind Ling Jiu, biting Ling Jiu's back with a long whip.

Ling Jiu didn't look back, and knelt down, saying it was a humble kneeling, but in fact it was more like a stubborn naked body.

How could Yan Xi not know what Lingjiu was thinking, kicked Lingjiu, "looked at" and stretched out her hand to continue, ordering the criminal law to continue.

Ling Jiu raised his head and looked ahead, just now more and more tears.

The nails entered through the joints of the body once, and 1478 could not make a sound, and could only express his pain by shaking his whole body.However, in such a state in 1478, criminal law was already carried out in a coma.

803 nails, enough to stab a person into an ant's nest. Of course, they did not disappoint everyone.

After watching the execution, Ling Jiu followed Yan Xi back to the bedroom. There were no tears in Ling Jiu's eyes, but they were full of bloodshot eyes, as if the eyeballs were about to pop out.

Yan Xi ignored Lingjiu, he needed to calm himself down, this scene was too cruel and merciless.What is despair?Living in this world without birth or death is probably the so-called despair.

Ling Jiu woke up from the bed dripping with sweat, "It's this dream again", Ling Jiu touched the sweat on his forehead.

This incident is the shadow of Ling Jiu's heart for a lifetime, the scene is too tragic, enough to be unforgettable.

Is this a sign that he will be like No. 1478, with a crippled body, become an abandoned slave, and never see his master again.Ling Jiu pressed his arms to his eyes, and couldn't control his tears, as if he saw the dazzling incandescent lights on the four floors underground at this moment, and he was the slave kneeling under the lights waiting for his inescapable fate.

Ling Jiu didn't think for a long time, and time told him that there was not much he could do.

People with the surname Yao had a feud with the owner, so there must not be many, and it shouldn’t be very difficult to screen out. The biggest problem now is the financial statement. He knows a little bit about what he wants, but he doesn’t know what to do specifically. Know.

"Mr. Yuan?" After thinking over and over again, Ling Jiu decided to call Yuan Zheng to find out who was surnamed Yao.

"Yes, what happened to him? Where is it?" Yuan Zheng was also in a hurry to get angry recently. Although Annan was able to suppress the whole thing for the time being, he didn't know who was targeting him. .

"Master is fine, Ling Jiu would like to ask the master if he has any feuds or interests with the person surnamed Yao?"

"Did you find something?" Yuan Zheng immediately relaxed when he heard that Annan was fine.

"Zero Nine is not very sure"

"Let me check it for you, and don't let it go if there is a first line."

"Yes, thank you Mr. Yuan"

As the old saying goes, one autumn rain and one cold, but this year, a sharp drop in temperature immediately turned the leaves yellow and made the flowers wilt.

It was rare for Ling Jiu to have a free day. She was tidying up Annan's closet. The single clothes had to be put away, and the thick ones had to be washed and ironed.

These tasks are always done with great care. Annan's clothes never have a wrinkle, and his leather shoes never shed any dust. That is his master and his god, so how could there be any slightest inappropriateness.

"Little Eight"

Ling Jiu, who was doing serious maintenance for Annan's leather shoes, was startled by the vibration of the mobile phone in his pocket.

"Mr. Yan Xi"

"it's me"

"Excuse me, are you looking for the owner? Lingjiu will hand over the phone to the owner."

"No, shut up and listen..."

"Thank you Mr. Yan Xi for your kind words and persuasion, Ling Jiu knows what he is doing"

"You know what a fart" Yan Xi kicked the little slave kneeling at her feet over. The slave didn't dare to delay, didn't dare to confirm whether his ribs were broken, but quickly returned to his place, and found a slave for Yan Xi Kick into a more comfortable position.

"Mr. Yan Xi, you have taught Lingjiu, some things have to be done, Lingjiu's life is cheap, please forget about it"

After hanging up the phone, Ling Jiu exhaled the turbid breath accumulated in his chest, and his restless heart settled down instead. Didn't he already know the result of doing these things?Life has come to an end, so why worry about it, as long as we can see the sun again tomorrow, it will be fine, isn't it?