Shen Muhan holds the number plate in his hand and turns it around in his spare time.

The more leisurely he was, the more frightened the six were.

The sword of Damocles, which does not know when it will fall on the head, is the most disturbing.

Death is a big deal, but know to die, but don't know when to die torture, let people's hearts extremely run down.

At the moment, Shen Muhan is like a beast who knows how to hunt. He watches his prey collapse at leisure. This feeling is really good.

There was a lot of pressure on the six men, and they couldn't plead, because it didn't help.

Even no voice, can only watch Shen Muhan helplessly.

Now all this will stretch their nerves to the extreme.

It seems that the next second the nerve will be broken.

But they also know for sure that this nerve will not be broken, if it is, it would be nice if it were, so as not to suffer from the great mental torture.

However, he couldn't, so he had to bear it like this, waiting for Shen Muhan's final evil judgment.

"Come on, smoke. See who dies first. " Shen Muhan said.

A total of six people, six numbers, they rushed over, do not know whether to go first or later, suffering more.

Shen Muhan asked each of them to smoke one.

Then, slowly, he said, "well, the game will be over soon. Don't cry and smile."

Those people didn't know what kind of expression to make, so they had to smile mechanically.

The atmosphere at the scene was eerie.

"Throw in the one drawn." Shen Muhan finished, and the man was thrown in.

Just gnaw a little arm wolf is not satisfied at all, and blood and a small amount of food have long stimulated their nerves.

Once the man was thrown in, the wolves all gathered around him and began to circle around him, whining in a low voice.

At first, they don't dare to come up directly.

But when it was found that the prey didn't have much resistance, the wolves rushed up and grabbed the man with their fierce claws.

The man screamed and tried desperately to escape. He grabbed the railing and cried out: "Han Shao, Han Shao, please let me go, Han Shao..."

But there is no use at all. Any outlaw at this moment is just a lamb to be slaughtered.

The other five were about to throw up. They were licking life on the edge of the knife, but they had never seen such a scene.

They don't even know which one is more terrible and which is more difficult to endure when they are first thrown in and eaten, and then thrown in to wait for more psychological torture.

The one who was eaten was still dying for help, until a wolf came forward and snapped his neck off.

Shen Muhan saw no meaning and said faintly, "first lock up the five of them and wait for me to have a look when I am free."

These five people were relieved a little if they were granted amnesty, but later, they also knew that this kind of psychological torture was even more terrible, and the feeling of anxiety was more unbearable than death.

The nose is full of vomit and bloody smell. Shen Muhan, dressed in beige clothes, is not stained with any dust. He stands up and turns away.

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