Once these two snobbish powers enter the dungeon, there is no reason for them to come out alive. Yao Sen is in charge of the dungeon under the square of Gushan city.

Yao Sen is a notorious leader of the action team. When human beings and practitioners fight against each other, he killed many spies and traitors in this square. His fame can even stop children's night crying!

Some of the onlookers felt a sense of sympathy for the dead. They just wanted to make a sarcastic speech. I'm afraid they didn't hear it or say it yet. The bloody and terrible end has made them cold!

More face or fear, panic more, insect group as a unique law enforcement department in Gushan City, resist here, is silly wait to die!

His back was nailed with dense bone nails, and his limbs were strung with iron chains. Hearing the noise of the crowd, he could not help moving his cold iron face.

The cold steel covered his vision, but his sensitive ears still let him hear what happened. He said something vaguely, and then shook his head again.

The two men in black, who were escorting him, looked at Zhou Ying's strange behavior and suddenly looked nervous. With a "Shua", the long knives on his waist were all pulled out of their scabbard.

But he continued to move forward honestly. They looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief. The hand holding the handle of the knife was still holding tightly.

"The leader has been waiting for you for a long time. Hurry up!" Fu Wendao stood at the entrance of the dungeon, rubbing Changhu anxiously. Seeing that Zhou Ying was escorted, he hastened to speak.

"Hua - Hua!" The heavy chain drags on the cold steps, and Zhou Ying walks slowly. But the man in black who escorts him and Fu Wendao just frown at him, and the speed of walking slows down.

Fortunately, the steps of this dungeon are not long, and it takes only five or six minutes to get to the fourth floor underground.

"Creak!" A half meter wide steel gate with a burst of floating dust opened a small mouth for only one person to pass through. Zhou Ying consciously looked at the iron gate and nodded slightly. He followed the escort in black honestly.

"Master, Zhou Ying has arrived!" As soon as Fu Wendao stepped in, he ran to Wang Mang, who was sitting on a wooden chair quietly drinking tea. He pointed to Zhou Ying, a prisoner who was chiseled by bone nails and bound by iron chains!

Wang Mang tasted the tea quietly and looked up at Zhou Ying's face covered with iron. He put the tea cup on the side table and waved his hand casually.

"Open his iron face, I'll see what Zhou Ying looks like with two excellent doubles!"

"Yes! Chief When two men in black with gloomy eyes heard the order, one held the steel slot embedded in the back of Zhou Ying's head, and the other tightly hooked the jaw of the iron. This is also the most interesting part of this kind of torture tool.

No matter who can use one person's strength to take off the iron face, if you don't use the special power skill at the only two iron face opening, ordinary people can't take off the iron face!

"Kara!" The steel trough was pulled out and splashed with scarlet blood. Zhou Ying's true face, which had appeared twice, showed up in front of Wang Mang again!

"Great! There's no difference at all! Zhou Ying, your double is really lifelike! Great Looking at Zhou Ying's pale face, Wang Mang stood up from the wooden chair and applauded him!