Chapter 339

Yamakawa wanted to leave here now. He felt that his means were much worse than Wu Lai. He was not a level at all, but he looked at Lian Shanhai lying on the ground curiously.

Just now, he felt the power of the scorching Nine Yang, but even Shanhai didn't show a painful look. He was very curious about what Wu Lai wanted to do this time.

"Now that you are numb to pain, I'll let you experience what 'itching' is." Wu Lai got up slowly, without any action, but quietly looked at lianshanhai on the ground.

"Itch?" Hearing this word, Shanchuan suddenly had goose bumps all over his body except for a cold sweat.

He thought of a torture.

In the past, countless tiny wounds were left on Xing fan's body, and then the wounds were covered with honey. Before long, countless ants and bees would come, and countless unknown insects would rush at the honey on the wounds.

At that time, the stabbing pain of the wound has been constantly itching, which will fill the nerves of the prisoner.

At that time, the prisoner's hands will be liberated, and he will continue to scratch his body to stop itching. Once he starts scratching, then the next two, the prisoner's real nightmare will come.

Scratch, the more you scratch, the more you itch.

Originally, the tiny wounds on the body will continue to enlarge in the process of scratching, and the epidermis will also be torn piece by piece, until finally, the skin of the whole body is completely eroded, and the whole person is bloody, losing his appearance as a human being.

And now

Wu Lai made Lian Shanhai's nerves ten times more sensitive!

Soon, in the eyes of Shanchuan and Wu Lai, even Shanhai's body began to restless.

The subtle Nine Yang force swam in Lian Shanhai's body, and the skin on Lian Shanhai's body kept passing, and his expression began to become strange, as if he was enduring something.

Soon, Lian Shanhai wanted to do something with his hands, but his hands, which had been shattered, couldn't move, and the severe pain suddenly stimulated Lian Shanhai's brain.

His throat made an unspeakable sound, helpless and desperate.

Then, Lian Shanhai's body began to roll on the ground constantly, trying to suppress the itching on the body by rolling.

But the more he tumbled, the more desperate he became.

The itching feeling is more and more obvious.

"Isn't it very comfortable?" Wu Lai looked at Lian Shanhai on the ground, and his expression was particularly indifferent: "the doctor is kind-hearted. I will hang your life so that you won't die. I will also scrap your hand bones, so that you can't scratch with your hands and won't make your whole body bloody. Is it good for you?"

The doctor is kind

Shanchuan swallowed a mouthful of water, which is also called the doctor's benevolence? This is more vicious than his evil doer!

"By the way, I tell you, pain can relieve itching." Wu Lai said, and with that, he showed a rare smile.

Only torture smile with conspiracy, also with hate.

be finished!

When Shanchuan heard this sentence, he knew that next, even the mountain and sea were completely finished. Can it be called human.

Wu Lai's words were like golden words, like the oracle of heaven. Lian Shanhai began to constantly try to relieve his itching with his wasted hands. His bloody hands became more ferocious, and his body was constantly undulating and hitting the ground with his own efforts.