""ha."Sanbao smiled aloud and said, "the king of Zhao himself is a clay bodhisattva who can't protect himself from crossing the river. How can he guarantee others"after saying this, Sanbao turned cold...Chapter 1069 torture

this voice highlights the deep affection of a master and apprentice.

the great power of the projectile stuck on the human body, one, two, three, almost everyone was shot in the shortest possible time.

at such a close range, you don't have to think about it. You must be dead.

the six or seven dead men were lying on the ground. Some of them had better luck and were directly killed when they were shot in the vital part.

the lucky one was a little bit conscious and groaned with pain, so he didn't even have the strength to scream, so he could only allow life to be taken away with the gurgle of blood.

Duan Jinjiang was only shot twice in the legs, right on the knee.

it was not that he was lucky, but that the soldiers who fired the gun deliberately did not hit Duan Jinjiang.

with a bang, Duan Jinjiang fell heavily to the ground covered with Rain Water and blood.

at this time, long Huaiyu, who had just run out without two steps, also slowly stepped back.

there was a dark muzzle on his forehead, and at the same time four or five muskets were pointed at every key point of his body.

looking at what happened to Duan Jinjiang and those dead men, long Huaiyu knew that he could never bear a random shot.

slowly retreating long Huaiyu stepped on Duan Jinjiang's calf, causing Duan Jinjiang to scream. At the same time, long Huaiyu also sat down beside Duan Jinjiang.

this pair of master and apprentice can be regarded as getting together.

Li Chen just came up and looked at the red-faced Duan Jinjiang and said, "I told you, conspiracy is no match for power, so why do you still have to give it a try"

Duan Jinjiang gritted his teeth and growled, "Li Chen, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!"

"you can't help me as a man, let alone be a ghost." There are a lot of people saying similar things. If it was really useful to be a ghost, wouldn't your son have come to claim his life already "

Li Chen sneered, "but what about now Will you call your son out and show me "

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Li Chen's words are extremely insulting.

Duan Jinjiang clenched his fist because of pain, but more because of humiliation.

Li Chen's face cooled and said, "I don't have much patience. Do you want to talk about King Wen or not"

Duan Jinjiang looked vicious and sneered: "what means do you have to use" the old man didn't share the sky with you, and you still expect him to fulfill you "

"very good."

Li Chen nodded and praised.

"pull him down, starting with his toes and fingers, cut off his finger at every breath, and then chop him up inch by inch. If he dies within fifty breaths, the executioner will bear the capital punishment on his behalf."

these words fell to the ground, and the faces of Duan Jinjiang and long Huaiyu changed greatly.

without hesitation, Chen Tong immediately sent for someone to pull Duan Jinjiang down for execution.

Duan Jinjiang struggled desperately and roared angrily: "Li Chen, if you have the ability, you can kill the old man with a knife. What is such a skill are you not afraid of being damned"

Li Chen was cold-faced and ignored him.

Duan Jinjiang wanted to speak, but his mouth was covered by the man who came forward to execute him.

this man is obviously a ruthless character, pulling Duan Jinjiang aside like a dead dog with an expressionless face, then pressing Duan Jinjiang's palm, not knowing when a knife appears in his hand, raising his hand and chopping it off.

the whole process is neat and uncomplicated, which makes people wonder if this person is a professional.

even Li Chen took an extra look.

"your Highness, he is the most exquisite master of torture under his humble hands. We all call him a master internally, so there is no punishment that he can't move. His Highness let this old dog Duan Jinjiang die after 50 breaths, and he will never let Duan Jinjiang die at 49 breaths."d.some soldiers with poor psychological quality were scared to lose their weapons on the spot.in feudal times, the idea that the monarchy was divine and that the royal family was heaven was deeply roo...