Travel back and forth to meet the boss

When An Junhao woke up, he found that he was tied up. Some pictures flashed in his mind. After struggling a few times, he found that he couldn't move at all. It might be due to the effect of the medicine. An Junhao was now completely weak.

"You don't have to struggle anymore, you can't break free, not to mention that you have no strength now, even if you have, you can't break free. An Junhao, we met again, but this time is obviously not good for you."

An Junhao looked up at the three people who came in from the door, Ye Jinshao, Zhang Qing, and Pei Lin.Seeing Zhang Qing, An Junhao just wanted to laugh, because Zhang Qing had always been Ye Jinshao's weapon against him.

"Ye Jinshao, what else do you do besides this little trick? You just use that heart. Seven years ago you used that heart to get the defense map. What a pity! Seven years later, you still used that heart to grab it Me, you don't have the ability to hump me."

An Junhao's voice stopped abruptly, accompanied by the sound of vomiting blood.Pei Lin struggled hard and kicked An Junhao in the stomach.

"Say it! Go on, why don't you say it, tsk tsk, this blood is very precious to you now. Pei Lin, you are really ruthless."

"Ahem, Ye Jinshao, you... are a waste, and you have to rely on other people's waste for everything. Pfft. Hmm."

Pei Lin continued to kick An Junhao hard, An Junhao could only bear it all. "Zhang Qing, don't you want revenge? You can choose anything in this dungeon."

Ye Jinshao ignored An Junhao's words, and just turned his head to talk to Zhang Qing. Ye Jinshao believed that everything needs to be treated with the right medicine, and Zhang Qing is the most suitable way to deal with An Junhao. For An Junhao, it was also a stab in his heart.

Zhang Qing is An Junhao's nemesis, Zhang Qing tried to relax himself, he was always a little afraid of being in prison. "Jin Shao, you should do it! I'm not as strong as you, and I can't hit anything, so I just watch, and I don't want to get my hands dirty."

Ye Jinshao deliberately hugged Zhang Qing gently from behind, then approached Zhang Qing's ear, and whispered in his ear.Zhang Qing was absent-minded and didn't struggle.An Junhao didn't want to say anything when he saw it.

This time, I should be able to really give up on Zhang Qing, maybe it's not because the idea I've been holding on to is wrong, and a corner of my heart collapsed.Look at the current situation.

He fell into Ye Jinshao's hands, no matter how he fell into his hands, he was in his hands anyway.

"Zhang Qing, are you really not going to torture him yourself? It's a rare opportunity, but if you don't want to, I won't force you, then let Pei Lin go and just sit and enjoy."

Zhang Qing nodded indiscriminately, trying to find a place to sit down. "Come here, take a seat."

His subordinates quickly moved two chairs and placed them in front of An Junhao. Zhang Qing and Ye Jinshao were sitting in front of them. An Junhao never looked up at them from the beginning to the end.

After Ye Jinshao sat down beside him, he looked at Pei Lin and said. "Pei Lin, go and serve the Great Sovereign of our exile country, and remember to be gentle with our Great Sovereign."

Pei Lin nodded to Ye Jinshao. There are too many instruments of torture, and I don't know which one to use, so let's use the simplest whip!This whip is not as smooth as ordinary whips, nor is this whip an ordinary leather whip.

This is a stick, the stick is full of thorns, the thorns are not long, they will only pierce the human skin, causing a small amount of blood to flow out.But the punctured area will be like hot pepper spray on the wound, it will be hot and painful, and it will make the flesh numb like pepper.

Pei Lin picked up the whip and beat An Junhao. As soon as he whipped it down, the thorns on the sticks pierced An Junhao's skin. Pei Lin didn't bring the whip, and the whip kept stabbing An Junhao. In Junhao's skin.

An Junhao was in pain, but he would never show weakness to Ye Jinshao, he took the whip abruptly, and after a while Pei Lin pulled the stick out of An Junhao's body, An Junhao was so painful that he raised his head reflexively Up and down again.

Pei Lin greeted every part of An Junhao's body with whip after whip.An Junhao could only grit his teeth and take every beating from Pei Lin. His clothes were soaked in blood, and his clothes were already in tatters.

An Junhao's long hair was already wet with sweat and sticky into strands, the front part of the hair was stuck to An Junhao's face, and blood dripped down from the corner of An Junhao's mouth.

Pei Lin was panting for breath before he stopped, some of the thorns on the baton had been knocked off, An Junhao's whole body was not much better, his back was bloody red, the most important thing was the burning pain and numbness of his skin The sensation spreads to every part of the body.

"Pei Lin, take a break when you're tired. Don't tire yourself out because of him. We also need to give An Junhao a chance to breathe, so that he can experience the effect of this stretch."

Listening to Ye Jinshao, Pei Lin dropped his whip and stood aside to choose the next torture tool to be used.This time Pei Lin only chose one tweezer, which was already rusty, and Pei Lin used this tweezer to pinch out the thorns in An Junhao's skin.

Zhang Qing was frightened when he saw it. The tweezers were already rusted. If they were used on a human body, the rusted iron slag would stick to the human flesh and cause infection.

"Pei Lin, you will use this to serve our monarch from now on, will you look down on our lofty monarch too much, or you just ran out of energy just now, and now you want to find something easy."

Ye Jinshao obviously didn't want Pei Lin to pinch the thorn out of An Junhao's skin, but wanted him to stay in An Junhao's body.Pei Lin understood what Ye Jinshao meant, so he put down the tweezers and re-selected the torture tools to be used next.

After choosing something that looked like a mace, Ye Jinshao saw the corners of his mouth turn up, waiting for a good show, can An Junhao hold back the pain now?

An Junhao looked at Ye Jinshao's pretending with a sneer, tried his best to suppress the pain in his body, and said with his head down.

"Zhang Qing, don't you want revenge? Don't you want me to die the most? Why do you become a bystander now, so come on next, I will fulfill you, right? Otherwise, it would be a waste of your treatment of me What you did was hypocritical."

Ye Jinshao was surprised that An Junhao offered to let Zhang Qing come. Both Ye Jinshao and Pei Lin looked at Zhang Qing and asked Zhang Qing to express his opinion.

"Zhang Qing, you don't have to make things difficult for yourself. If you don't want to, just sit down and let Pei Lin go."

Zhang Qing took a deep breath, let go of his clothes, stood up and said, "No need, Pei Lin is tired too, since he wants me to come, I will grant him."

Zhang Qing walked over to take the stick from Pei Lin's hand, while An Junhao just closed his eyes, waiting for the next torture.Every step Zhang Qing took to An Junhao felt that his feet were as heavy as a thousand catties.

"An Junhao, teach me how to practice sword!"

"As long as you're happy, it doesn't matter if I teach you. What kind of swordsmanship do you want to learn?"

"Just learn what you just practiced!"

"An Junhao, you asked for today, don't blame me."

An Junhao listened to Zhang Qing's words, yes, he asked for it himself, he deserved today, because he thought Zhang Qing would take him seriously, and he was always relaxed by this active show of favor.

In fact, An Junhao asked Zhang Qing to torture him because he hoped that he could see Zhang Qing's hatred for him clearly. Only the pain Zhang Qing gave him could wake him up, and he could give up Zhang Qing and don't care about Zhang Qing.

Zhang Qing hit An Junhao with the stick with his eyes closed. Hearing a muffled groan, Zhang Qing slowly opened his eyes, but what he saw was blood, blood flowing from the stick.

Although this stick looks like a mace, it is not inlaid with mace, but also with iron wire, iron wire with hooks, the front end of the iron wire is pointed, and the middle of the iron wire is full of barbs.

When you hit it with a stick, the sharp wire will be stuck into the body. If you pull it out, the barb will hook the person's flesh, and if you pull it out, a piece of flesh will be lifted.Zhang Qing didn't dare to pull it out.

"Zhang Qing, don't you dare now? You are a bitch, you don't need to pretend anymore, I, An Junhao, have recognized you, and I am your enemy now. Come on, pull it out with your hands. You Think about how I treated you before, pull it out."

An Junhao deliberately stimulated Zhang Qing with words. That's right, An Junhao used to hurt him much more than this, and he hurt him much more than him in prison.Zhang Qing's hand slowly gripped the handle of the mace again.

"Ah." Zhang Qing yelled with his eyes closed and pulled it out, spraying a trace of blood onto Zhang Qing's face.Zhang Qing closed his eyes and hit An Junhao again and again.The back is already a bloody mess.

An Junhao didn't say another word, he just stood firm, that's right, Zhang Qing, you have to be so ruthless, so that I can remember it forever and make me sober.

The pain Zhang Qing gave himself was not physical pain, but heartache, so painful that he was about to suffocate. "Pfft, cough cough. cough cough."

An Junhao knew that he would vomit blood not because of Zhang Qing's beating, but because of the medicine Zhang Qing gave him, which made An Junhao more sure that this was not a rape.Seeing An Junhao vomiting blood, Zhang Qing finally stopped.

"An Junhao, you..." Zhang Qing was surprised, how could An Junhao vomit so much blood.His back was already dripping with blood, if this continued, An Junhao would lose too much blood and die.

An Junhao waited for a while before he calmed down and said with a smile: "Zhang Qing, ahem, you are too light, ahem, are you tired like this? I still think too highly of you, let Ye Jinshao's dog do it Bar."

Zhang Qing pulled out the mace, and every wire was covered with blood, some were covered with meat residue, and the blood flowed down the top of the wire and dripped on the ground.Zhang Qing looked at the mace in his hand.

Suddenly, as if he found that what he was holding was a bacterium, he threw it far away, and the stick landed in the corner of the cell, and Zhang Qing escaped from the dungeon as if fleeing for his life.Ye Jinshao followed closely.

"Pei Lin, keep serving him, don't stop. Don't kill him either."

"Zhang Qing, wait for me."

(Everyone, this chapter is enjoyable to read! I abused An Junhao as I wished.)