Chapter 184： penalty!

After a wake-up call, Meng Wuxiu collapsed.

His skin was ripped open, his flesh was blurred, and the pain in his whole body made him feel unbearable!

But adhering to his twisted and crazy revenge resentment, Meng Wuxiu gritted his teeth... Once he got in touch with his father's people, he could immediately kill the **** Lao Yan! Get back all the pain that you have suffered now from Lao Yan!

Just thinking of this, suddenly a basin of salt water was poured directly at him!

"what!!!!!"

The salt water stimulated the newly tender wound, Meng Wuxiu let out a piercing howl, as if countless knives were cutting his own flesh and blood, the pain deep into the bone marrow deeply stimulated his soul!

Meng Wuxiu cursed again with anger and resentment.

But these didn't have any effect, instead they exchanged for a merciless beating!

In the end, because the sun was too vicious, Lao Yan and the prison guards did not stay here, but smeared a lot of salt on him and left.

The already **** body, after smearing it with salt, the pain is even more terrifying than a knife... not to mention the pain of the wound, the pain of thirst, and the scorching of the sun. The pain of being beaten up on the upper body was all superimposed, and Meng Wuxiu was no longer even screaming!

At noon, Meng Wuxiu was finally liberated.

His face was pale, his lips were dry, his skin was cracked, his whole body was swollen, swollen, and in pain, he didn't even have the strength to walk, and he was almost dragged back to the cell in the end.

The prison meal given to him is far less than the big fish and meat when he came in before. There are only some porridge mixed with mosquitoes and flies, and a few green vegetables that have been eaten by insects!

"Wait for me...I want you all to die...I want you all to die!"

Holding the belief of revenge, Meng Wuxiu resisted his churning stomach and shoved these things that he would never eat before death into his mouth like a dog.

In the afternoon, Meng Wuxiu finally fell asleep from the pain, but after a few minutes of sleep, Lao Yan came again.

It was still brought to the rooftop, it was still a refreshing meal, and it was still a whip, and it was still smeared with salt and roasted in the sun... In the middle, Meng Wuxiu couldn't hold it anymore, and passed out in a coma.

But after a pass of salt water was drenched from his body, Meng Wuxiu was awakened from the pain again, and spent several hours in incomparably painful torment!

When he returned to the cell, Meng Wuxiu was almost tired of eating. His eyes were angry and he drew a rough white mark on the wall with his fingernails.

"The first day... The first day I have survived... After I have survived for thirty days... I will kill you..."

Meng Wuxiu's eyes were about to split, and he gritted his teeth.

The next day, when the genius just dawned and Meng Wuxiu was still in his sleep, he was suddenly pulled from the bed.

It's the guards from yesterday.

Today, Lao Yan didn't supervise him personally, so he just tied Meng Wuxiu's hands and feet, dropped it on the railing, and left without saying a word.

The scorching sun made Meng Wuxiu miserable, and he finally healed a small wound, and now it burst open again.

Because of his body hanging in the air, Meng Wuxiu had to endure the pain of his head engorged with blood, his hands and feet tightly restrained, in addition to the pain of the scorching sun.

This kind of torture made Meng Wuxiu want to beg for mercy for the first time... But as soon as this thought appeared in his mind, he wiped it out without hesitation.

Must have revenge!

They have to make them **** pay the price!

You have to kill them with your own hands to relieve the hatred!

Meng Wuxiu growled in his heart.

Next, the third day, the fourth day, the fifth day... Every day Lao Yan will report to Meng Wuxiu's cell on time, and Meng Wuxiu has to suffer all kinds of torture every day!

Mild ones, such as eating chili peppers, rubbing chili oil all over your body, and then basking in the sun.

To be more serious, Lao Yan personally gave him a new knife to test whether it was sharp. He made slender cuts on Meng Wuxiu's seriously injured arm. Watching the blood flow freely, Meng Wuxiu let out a sound like killing a pig. Howling!

On the fifteenth day, Meng Wuxiu did not go to the rooftop, but a group of burly men suddenly poured into his cell!

"What are you doing...what are you doing?!"

Meng Wuxiu seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes became extremely frightened, because his body could not help trembling because of fear, "You can do anything, but absolutely not there! I warn you, my father is..."

Before he could finish his words, the group of burly men had already rushed towards him!

Soon, Meng Wuxiu's heart-piercing screams came from his cell.

Days passed, and finally, it was the 30th day.

Meng Wuxiu never felt that 30 days could be as long as 30 centuries... During this time, he wanted to commit suicide countless times, but every time he was pulled back by the belief that he wanted revenge.

He must return all the pain and humiliation he has endured in the past 30 days to these **** a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times!

On the last day, Lao Yan arrived as scheduled.

However, beyond Meng Wuxiu's expectations, this time Lao Yan did not take him to the familiar rooftop, but to a small room with flickering dim lights.

Meng Wuxiu's pupils suddenly tightened!

In this small room, he saw a guillotine!

It was like a torture instrument in the ancient West, with the head placed under it, and then a huge guillotine with an incomparably sharp drop fell from the sky, causing the prisoner to be separated on the spot!

"What are you doing?! I wasn't sentenced to death! Why do you do this?!"

Meng Wuxiu hissed in fear.

"Do you think it's possible for a person who has done all the bad things not to be sentenced to death?"

Lao Yan looked at him indifferently, his eyes seemed to be looking at a dying person, and his tone was extraordinarily calm, "Thirty-day imprisonment means the death penalty! And this is also what Elder Yan meant, but Elder Yan thinks you It's too cheap for you to die, so I deliberately added 30 days to your sentence."

"How is it possible... I want to see the king, I want to see the king! He said in public that I was not executed! I also signed a confession! You quickly let me go! Let me go!"

Thinking that he would die under this guillotine, the last hope in Meng Wuxiu's heart was completely extinguished, and the whole person struggled and howled wildly.

But his resistance was in vain.

Meng Wuxiu's head was forcibly put into the torture device, locked, and he could not break free no matter how he moved.

"Execution."

Lao Yan's indifferent words, as the guillotine fell ruthlessly, Meng Wuxiu's eyes widened, his head separated in the scream, and his head rolled off!

In the consciousness of being alive in the last second, Meng Wuxiu's heart was filled with anger and resentment, but was deeply unwilling!

"scare!"

Suddenly, Meng Wuxiu opened his eyes.

He saw Fang Yan's figure, and saw that the court was still in front of him. Those familiar and unfamiliar faces were all presented in front of him.

"I... I'm not dead?"

Meng Wuxiu looked around in disbelief.

He tried to get up from his chair, but found himself bound tightly and unable to move.

"Looks like the experiment went well!"

Fang Yan glanced at the time.

"Let me go! Quickly let me go!"

"I've been imprisoned for thirty days! I'm leaving now!"

Meng Wuxiu struggled hard.

The crowd behind him looked suspicious.

"Thirty days?"

Fang Yan chuckled, looked at Meng Wuxiu and said, "You have only been here for exactly three minutes."