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

Not long after, the two followed Su Chen to the torture room.

The moment the gate opened, Zhou Zhiruo and the jailer were shocked by the sight in front of them.

"Master Su, this is the first time I have come in this torture room, and I didn't expect that there were so many new things in it. Hey! The

jailer looked at the various torture instruments in front of him, and suddenly felt that his eyes lit up, and he couldn't hide his excitement, and hurriedly studied it.

When he walked to a strangely shaped stool, he immediately stopped, his curious eyes kept looking up and down, and he stretched out his palm from time to time to fiddle with it.

"Master Su, this stool is so strange, why are there so many iron handcuffs and bandages on it?" The jailer asked curiously, pointing to the tan wooden bench.

Hearing this, Su Chen smiled lightly, slowly walked to the wooden bench, and then naturally sat down, stroked the smooth lacquer surface and said:

"This is just a gadget invented by Su, but it can be used as a torture device, and when necessary, it can also be turned into a toy, hehe..." Su

Chen said while casting his meaningful gaze on Zhou Zhiruo.

The latter was immediately frightened and couldn't help but take half a step back.

Although she didn't understand what Su Chen meant, she could see his malicious eyes.

"Oh? I want to hear about it!

At this moment, the jailer seemed to put himself on an equal footing with Su Chen, and even faintly pressed the other party.

Su Chen didn't care, but stood up and explained to him in detail.

"This stool is called the Spring Stool..." I

saw that this wooden stool about five feet long was composed of two parts.

The front end is horizontal, but the tail is slightly cocked, and the height of the inclination can be changed by adjusting the position of the rivets.

The wooden stool is about two feet high, just close to an adult's thigh, and is supported by four cylindrical wooden rods.

There is an iron handcuff on each side of its head, and a wooden stake on the left and right at the upturned junction of the tail, and two slightly larger iron handcuffs on top, enough to cover the thighs in it.

The middle and tail of the wooden bench are fixed with several straps, which are used to fix the waist and other parts of the torturer, respectively.

When the person lies down, the arms are tied to the front and the waist is fixed in the center of the wooden bench. The legs are lifted high apart and fixed on the stake, and the hips are raised high.

"Oh! This stool is so amazing, you can try it later, hahaha!

After listening to Su Chen's explanation, the jailer immediately couldn't hide his excitement, and couldn't wait to bring Ding Minjun over.

On the other hand, Zhou Zhiruo was so frightened that he shivered, and he dragged the robe on his body, and he didn't dare to take a breath.

"Brother don't panic, I will definitely make you happy like a fairy later."

Su Chen laughed, but the killing intent in his eyes became more and more intense.

"Hahaha, then I will definitely speak for you in front of Lord Senhu later, maybe there will be a chance to be promoted to deputy Sento!"

The jailer smiled on his back, and immediately felt that he had reached the pinnacle of his life.

Suddenly, the jailer's laughter stopped abruptly, his entire facial expression became extremely stiff, and his eyes were almost bulging out of their sockets.

I saw that in the dim torture equipment room, a cold light suddenly flashed.

Zheng! A crisp metallic sound sounded.

Immediately afterwards, the jailer's head clicked and fell to the ground.

The surrounding temperature also plummeted, and a creepy scream sounded in the air, like the roar of ten thousand ghosts.

I saw Su Chen standing in place with the black gold knife of the city slaughter, the whole person was murderous, and his cold face made people shudder.

And the cold slaughtering black gold knife was not stained with a trace of blood, it was still clean and sharp.

Su Chen, who killed for the first time, did not feel any guilt, but seemed a little excited.

It turned out that just when he used the black gold knife to slaughter the city to cut off the head of the jailer, he accidentally completed the sacrificial knife ceremony. Thus activating its special properties.

You know, this famous murderous knife has been stained with the blood of tens of thousands of people, and the weight of its fierce temper can be seen.

And the benefit it brings is that it can convert the murderous temper of the person killed into internal force, and improve the cultivation of the sword master.

The higher the realm of the person killed, the higher the internal force of his transformation.

This made Su Chen, who was in the realm of Grandmaster Three Grades, unexpectedly improved.

However, the jailer in front of him was only a martial artist of the innate five grades, and he could not provide him with too much cultivation transformation.

Looking at Zhou Zhiruo, who was dumbfounded, Su Chen said lightly:

"Don't be afraid!" My knife does not kill women. Su

Chen didn't say this nonsense, since he got this knife, he set a rule for himself not to kill women.

The reason why such a rule is set is that he has nothing to do with a manly husband, it is completely for his own selfish desires.

"The women of the world are humiliated and cannot be killed! Under my crotch, how can I complete my body?

With that, he set his gaze on Zhou Zhiruo.

"Beautiful as the peach of three spring, pure as the chrysanthemum of nine autumns."

While Su Chen slowly walked towards her, he couldn't help but be excited, and immediately chanted a poem to show his feelings.

However, he did not pretend to be elegant, but expressed his purpose in poetry.

It means: peach and chrysanthemum, he Suchen wants to be both.

"Zhou Zhiruo! Now know what to do!

Su Chen withdrew the black gold knife of Tucheng into its scabbard, naturally put his hands behind his back, and said in a commanding tone.

"Master Su, as long as you can let the family teacher go, I will repay your kindness even if I am a cow and a horse!"

Zhou Zhiruo's beautiful eyes were begging, and she looked particularly tall in a thin gauze dress. In particular, the thin waist that resembles a willow makes its posture graceful.

But seeing this scene, Su Chen, who had done so much preliminary foreshadowing, instantly felt worth it.

He slowly put his left arm across his chest, put his right hand on it, dragged his chin with his palm, and said with an evil smile:

"It's good to be a cow and a horse!" Then I don't have to worry about the rest, just [grass], hahaha!

After saying that, he did not hesitate to pull up Zhou Zhiruo, turned around and came to the frightening "spring stool", and pointed out: "

I have explained it clearly just now, do you know what to do?"

"Woohoo!"

Zhou Zhiruo didn't know what this meant, she was extremely frightened, looked at the wooden stool in front of her, and cried so much that it was called a pear blossom with rain.

Su Chen didn't have any mercy, and after bringing his face to his ear and blowing softly, he said softly:

"I don't like crying, I just like to listen to your panting, hahaha!"

He smiled on his back, and interpreted the phrase that life must be full of joy...