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Yu Wenzhe finally let go, and Ye Donglan fell to the ground weakly, coughing heavily.

Yu Wenzhe backed away a few steps, wiped his hands with a handkerchief, threw it on Ye Donglan's face in disgust, then turned and left.

Ye Donglan didn't even have the strength to get up, so he slowly curled up in this position.

The night was as cold as water, and Ye Donglan was still holding on to hope, but slowly sank to the bottom, unable to survive the long night, and gradually fell asleep.

The next day, it was the same interrogation room as usual, and Ye Donglan was tied to the torture rack again. Today he seemed much calmer, he didn't say a word, there was no light in his eyes, and no emotion.

Prison Chief Qiu sensitively noticed the bruises on his neck and the bloodstains on his forehead, and raised his eyebrows, "Why, I felt guilty last night and wanted to die by myself? I can't strangle myself to death, so it's better to confess my crime and let His Majesty give you a good time."

Ye Donglan lazily opened his eyes and glanced at him, but didn't speak, his throat was broken by shouting yesterday, plus there was no water to drink, he felt like a fire was burning in his throat.

Prison Chief Qiu was amused by his attitude, licked his roof, and asked, "Today, are you recruiting?"

"I haven't done it before, how can I recruit it." Ye Donglan's voice was hoarse, and he spoke in a voice, but he was still in the mood to joke, "Qiu Prisoner is going to give me an injection again today?"

"It's boring to get needles all the time, so change the game."

Prison Qiu waved his hand, and a jailer went up and put a noose around Ye Donglan's ankle, and wrapped a rope around Ye Donglan's knee, and firmly fixed it on the longboard.

Ye Donglan looked at Prison Chief Qiu, not understanding what he was going to do. Prison Chief Qiu asked him, "Do you know the tiger bench?"

Ye Donglan understood, he had seen it in the book, the rope around his ankle, and the other rope loop would be continuously loaded with heavy objects, pulling his ankle down, and finally crushing his bones , pulling his muscles, making him miserable.

He pursed his lips, and said in a relaxed tone, "I'm sorry, the head of prison Qiu is making trouble."

Prisoner Qiu glanced at the jailer, and the man stepped forward to put the first stone, which was not big, Ye Donglan didn't feel any pain except the feeling of being strangled by the rope.

Seeing that his face remained unchanged, Qiu Yushou asked people to continue to push up, the slight feeling of falling pressed Ye Donglan's ankle, he clenched his fists with both hands, and clenched his teeth.

"You still don't admit it?" Qiu Prisoner sighed and put on a look of reluctance.

Ye Donglan gritted his teeth with an unbearably hoarse voice, "I don't admit it, I don't have anything to admit."

There were more and more stones below, Ye Donglan's ankle was so painful that he almost lost consciousness, he bent down in a strange and frightening arc, but he closed his eyes, biting his lips tightly, the lips were stained with dried blood, It was he who bit his own lip.

"Prisoner Qiu, there are no more stones." The jailer continued to add more stones, and Ye Donglan remained silent. No one had ever been able to carry so many stones, which surprised the audience.

Qiu Yushou just closed his eyes and rested his mind. He opened his eyes after hearing the report from his subordinates. His eyes were lazy. His eyes fell on Ye Donglan. His ankle bones should have been broken. bent.

He glanced around and pointed to the stone in the corner that they usually used to polish the torture tools. The stone was square and square, but it was several circles larger than a person's head. "Use that."

The jailer was taken aback for a moment, and then he and another person carried the stone over. It was indeed very heavy. They looked at Prisoner Qiu again, and seeing his decisive attitude, they removed the other stones and tied the big one. They were useless. After a lot of effort, I was already sweating profusely after tying.

Ye Donglan still gritted his teeth, and for a long time he seemed to be unable to bear it, and yelled, "If I didn't do it, I didn't do it!"

He seemed to want to shout to Yu Wenzhe, he had been depressed since last night, and only then did he shout out in one breath.