General Martial Artist: I Am An Evil Mandarin In Charge Of Heavenly Prison, Hoang Dung's Waist

"Bah! Grandma wants to see what tricks you lustful thief can play.

Kind of kill me! Ding

Minjun was not moved in the slightest, still holding his jade neck high, as if he had hit his glassy acid chin and was about to rise to the sky.

"Let go of me! Grandma herself will go!

She flicked away the jailer's arm, her eyes full of disgust.

I'm not afraid that you are arrogant now, and I will let you know what it means to survive and die.

Su Chen smiled lightly, and while walking out of the cell, he waved his hand at the jailer, signaling them to let go.

Zhou Zhiruo, who was full of anxiety, leaned against the cell door, and Bulingbling's big eyes curiously looked at the movements outside the cell.

Looking at that look, I seem to be very curious about what this carousel is.

"Curiosity kills cats!"

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of her, Su Chen shook his head helplessly, and whispered softly.

If it weren't for the fear that the old color of the deer staff would kill him, Sister Yua Mikami would have been in his pocket long ago.

Only now did Su Chen understand that if he wanted to be a qualified comprehensive martial arts chaser of the sea, he must first have enough strength.

Otherwise, not only can you not keep the seafood all over the ground, but it is also easy to take your life.

When she was young

, in the torture room

, Ding Minjun, who was very bold, took the initiative to stand under the gantry, and very cooperatively let the jailer tie her up.

"Let's do it! If your aunt cries out for mercy, she will make a cow and a horse for you! "

Huh?

Again making cows and horses? Lao Tzu doesn't have so much grass.

Su Chen slowly sat down in front of the interrogation table, picked up a three-finger-thick horsewhip and kept waving it in the air, and the crackling sound was terrifying.

"Have a virtue with your master! However, he did not have the same heart as her.

Su Chen glanced at the airport, also with a mocking expression.

In the face of this vicious female match, he was not in the mood to waste time, and he would not pity Xiang Xiang Yu.

Only good seafood is worth his own.

Goods like Ding Minjun, can't look at it!

It's like a dozen oysters for ten dollars on a food stall, shriveled, and the taste is not good.

"Come man! Cane! After

the jailer got the order, he rushed over without hesitation.

Su Chen's cane punishment was not with a wooden rod with the thickness of his forearm, but with an improved version of a special torture device.

Shaped like a spatula, it is flat and wide, with a slender handle attached to its tail, and its whole body is wrapped in fine buffalo leather, which is painful when swatted, but does not hurt the flesh and bones.

As we all know, the ancient caning punishment required the removal of the pants, and this tradition is still preserved in the Zhuwu Continent.

In order not to let the jailers peep, Su Chen drove them all out and took matters into his own hands....

After half a cup of tea

, Ding Minjun bit his lips tightly, and his eyelids drooped slightly, covering the sad color under his eyes.

"How does it feel?" Su Chen sneered.

Ding Minjun turned his head, although his eyes were closed, but it was still difficult to hide his shame and indignation.

"Ben Zuojian's purpose is very simple, write out the Emei sword technique, draw the pattern, and let you go back."

Su Chen's fingers tapped lightly on the table, and the ankle of Erlang's leg kept shaking back and forth, which seemed very casual.

"Obscene! Advise you to be a good person! Ding

Minjun, who was mixed with shame and indignation, did not hold back, and cursed at him again.

"Hahaha, good man?

As the saying goes, a hundred good filial piety comes first, and the heart does not care about the deeds.

You are not a bug in my body, how do you know that I am not a good person?

Su Chen replied lightly, deciding not to waste time, Zhao Pan'er was still waiting for him in the room.

"Come man! Push on! In

an instant,

a tall and powerful wooden horse was pushed into the torture room by the jailer.

This is the "Carousel" created by Su Chen's pure hand.

Because its shape is too realistic, I will not repeat it here.

"Hahaha! My aunt has been good at riding since she was a child, from childhood to adulthood, what kind of good horse have I not ridden? What kind of horse has not been conquered?

How can such a child's toy make me fearful? Ding

Minjun, who was covered with sweat and his pretty face was covered with sweat, looked up to the sky and smiled, full of mockery.

"Hahaha!"

Su Chen was also very responsive and laughed wildly with her.

"Obscene! Why are you laughing? Ding Minjun's eyes widened and he wondered.

Su Chen didn't say anything, put down his right foot holding Erlang's leg, and then slowly got up.

He picked up the tea bowl on the table and took a sip of hot tea before walking to the wooden horse.

After circling the carousel a few times, he stroked the varnished horse very carefully, patted the special saddle, and nodded with satisfaction.

Immediately afterwards

, he stretched out his hand to the horse's belly, opened the hidden mechanism, and began to introduce the effect of the horse one by one.

With Su Chen's introduction and demonstration like a few family treasures, Ding Minjun's expression also changed greatly.

With a melon face and thin lips, her expression gradually changed from initial disdain to stunned at this time.

His slightly flushed face turned pale due to excessive fright.

No one knows what kind of critical attack Ding Minjun has endured at this moment, and the whole person seems to be about to crack.

Su Chen smiled lightly, obviously very satisfied with her performance.

Suddenly

, Su Chen stepped forward, grabbed Ding Minjun's hair, and said with extremely cold words:

"Didn't you ask Ben Zuojian why he laughed just now? Got it now?

Ding Minjun pulled his head and kept silent, his eyes showing incomparable horror.

The execution process demonstrated by Su Chen seemed to open the door to the eighteenth floor of the Endless Hell for her.

And the scene displayed inside the door was enough to make Ding Minjun, who was still a virgin, feel extremely desperate.

Perhaps, not only her, but any woman, can not maintain a normal mental state after experiencing such torture.

(Because the process is full of banana skin color, it is really not appropriate to describe too much, and can only be mentioned in one stroke.)

Whoops!

A sound like flowing water suddenly sounded, quickly attracting Su Chen's attention.

A water stain under the gantry.

"Huh!" Su Chen grinned and sneered, his expression becoming more and more grim.

On the other hand, Ding Minjun has already followed in the footsteps of milk at this moment, and he is frightened.

However, she does not have the backbone of milk.

"Sue... Lord Su! I am willing to write the Emei sword art cheats, please let me go. Ding Minjun lowered his head and said softly, where there was still the slightest bit of arrogance before.

"Hmph! At this time, beg for mercy, it is too late!

Su Chen snorted coldly and activated the mechanism without hesitation....