"Boy, it's better to let me go immediately, otherwise you will die miserably." The man shouted at me with fierce eyes.

"Is that?" I stared at him, with a sneer on the corner of my mouth. This man may not have figured out the situation, so he brought him here today, so he didn't think about letting him go back alive, carrying a bullet-loaded gun on his body. If he really put him on, he must be the one who is unlucky. For such a person, he or she will either not get involved. Once he or she is involved, he can only eradicate the roots to prevent future troubles.

"Do you know who I am?" the man roared with a ferocious face.

"Who are you? Tell me out and see if I can scare me?" I said.

The man stared at me for a few seconds, but in the end he didn't sign up and kept shouting to let him go, otherwise I would die miserably.

"If you want to die more happily, just tell me what you know. If you think you can withstand torture, believe it or not, I will cut off your balls and stuff them into your mouth." I glared at my eyes, showing a fierce look on my face, and at the same time, I took out a knife with my right hand and scratched the man's crotch.

With a sniff, his crotch was cut open with a knife.

"Hmph!" The man snorted coldly and shouted again: "Boy, just because you want to kill grandpa, hahaha..."

puff!

The next second, the man's laughter came to an abrupt end and turned into a scream.

Ahhh…

The knife in my hand fell to the handle and stuck it on his thigh, and blood flowed out.

"Sunzi, laugh, keep laughing. Do you think I'm joking with you?" I said to the man.

"Boy, if you can't kill your grandpa, I'll go back and kill you." The man said gritting his teeth. He still didn't figure it out, thinking that I didn't dare to kill him.

"You fuckingly don't cry after not seeing the coffin." I stood up, put away the knife, took out the stick, and clasped my hands tightly at the man's knee.

"Fuck!" I shouted violently, then slammed the sticks on both hands and smashed them towards his knees.

Bang bang bang bang...

Ahhh…

Click!

After more than a dozen sticks, his legs were broken by me.

"Ahhh... I'm not going to go with you, ah..." The man's screams were extremely miserable.

The dog has never killed anyone, nor has he experienced such a tragic scene. I saw that his face turned a little pale.

"Dog, go out and watch," I said to him.

"Uh? OK, OK!" Dog responded, then hurried out of the dilapidated mountain temple.

In fact, what kind of whistle is there? In the deep mountains, there is not even a figure at night. First, the dog is a little scared; second, I don’t want him to hear what the man said for a while.

No one can withstand torture unless he has firm belief. The man in front of him is probably a drug dealer, and he has a fart belief, so I have the confidence to knock on his mouth and let him say everything in his stomach sooner or later.

"I'm not finished with me?" A gloomy smile appeared on my face and stared at the man who screamed in pain: "If you can leave here alive today, I will take your surname. Now I will give you another chance to say everything you know, which is also a last word. Otherwise, you can only tell the King of Hell in a while."
Chapter completed!