Chapter 569

He can check it by himself, but it will take a little time, but as long as he finds out the person, he will let her taste what it is called, life is not like death!

"Ah ah!! I said, "I said!"

Wu San, like a maggot, kept retreating, his voice changed its tone in fear. "Yes, it was a woman who called me. I and I don't know who she is. She didn't show up from beginning to end!"

"Contact information?"

"In my cell phone, there are records..."

Gu Liu deep side Mou, light open thin lip, "check."

"Yes!" The thunder bows, then turns and strides away.

Just out of the prison room, the whole person couldn't stand for a moment. His legs were soft and he could hardly walk without supporting the wall. His throat was full of sour water. The scenes in the prison room were replayed in his mind, like the movie playback.

All the people who were left in the torture room gnawed their teeth secretly. Chen Lei, you are fast!

Which one of them didn't see blood? Which one of them hasn't been killed? But when they carry out their tasks, they are always quick knives and guns. They are killed by guns and guns. For example, the scene of simple torture, blood and flesh blurred and blood flowing into a river is too shocking.

They can endure now, or thanks to that non-human willpower.

However, the immediate torture is not over, and Gu Liushen seems to be addicted to it. He asks again and again, "is my summer porcelain beautiful?"

His voice is clear and smooth, which sounds very comfortable. If you don't look at his scene and his actions, you will make him look like a beautiful young man who is stubborn and loves his girlfriend.

"Floating, beautiful..." Wu San's voice was bleak. "Please let me go, let me go..."

"Beautiful?" Gu Liushen asked, fingering the dagger. The point of the dagger was right in his eyes, and the blood splashed, "but I don't like the woman who looks at me --"

"ah ah!! My eyes, my eyes! "

Wu San wants to reach out to cover the eyes that are gushing blood, but his body is tightly bound and helpless.

"I didn't do anything, I really didn't see anything, please, let me go, ah ah!!"

"Well, which hand did you touch her? Or both? "

"I didn't, really didn't..." Wu San shook his head desperately, hoping to show his sincerity by shaking his head off.

"Well, then don't you want either?" His leisurely attitude, as if joking, dagger in his fingertips almost out of the flowers, knife blood splashed.

"No --"

"where else

He became addicted. "Did your mouth ever say insulting words?"

"Well, then, there's no need for the tongue --" take the knife and fall.

Wu San and Lai Hou are almost mad. They are both blood people. They want to pass out, but there is a subordinate of the madman who is on standby at any time. As long as they faint, a bucket of salt water will be poured down. That's just like death.

They frantically beg for mercy. Their mouths can't spit out formed words, and they shake their heads vaguely. The whole person seems to be pulled out of the blood pool. It's hard for ordinary people to believe that a person can flow so much blood.

Under their feet, in the dark, the red blood, which was extremely obvious, flowed continuously to every corner of the prison room.

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no one knows how long the torture lasted. When Gu Liushen takes off his gloves and steps gracefully out of the room, everyone is relieved.