299: C299 Torture in the Basement

C299 Torture in the Basement

Baili Han carried her back to the bed and they hugged each other to sleep.

In the basement of the castle of Yunis, a torture had just begun.

This basement was originally a torture chamber. There were all kinds of torture instruments inside, and there was also a disgusting smell of blood mixed with rotten smell. Yelang and Huohu were tied to electric chairs by iron handcuffs and shackles. They were like sheep waiting to be slaughtered, waiting for the arrival of the God of Death.

Beitang Shen slowly walked down the stone steps. His tall and straight body looked bigger and bigger under the dim light. His handsome face looked cold, and his eyes were like sharp swords, piercing towards Yelang and Huohu.

He said coldly, "If you two cooperate, I will consider leaving your corpses intact. "

Yelang snorted, "You will die anyway. Why should I be afraid of so many things?"

Beitang Shen said in a sinister tone, "You are dead, and you still have your family. Do you want your family to accompany you to meet the King of Hell?"

Yelang laughed as if he had heard something funny, "My family has long been moved to a safe place by my godfather. Beitang Shen, you can't threaten me. "

"Is that so? Since you are not afraid of death, let's give it a try. I have no way to make you wish you were dead. " Beitang Shen casually waved his hand. Jiang Dao, who was standing behind him, suddenly took a step forward and walked in front of Yelang.

Yelang stared at Jiang Dao, "What do you want to do?"

"Do you know how it feels like when an electric current passes through the human body? His body slowly became numb. His limbs seemed to be frozen. His heart gradually lost its beat. In the end, his entire body would become a black skeleton. . . "Jiang Dao's calm voice lingered in the empty basement. It was gloomy and creepy.

Jiang Dao expressionlessly pressed the switch on the electric chair. This was a modified electric chair. The electric current could be adjusted at will. He first adjusted the electric current to a moderate level. The human body suffered a lot of pain, but it was not to the point of death.

The two electric chairs were connected to the electric current at the same time. The sound of the electric current was heard in the room. Yelang and Huohu had been restraining themselves at first. They gritted their teeth and did not moan. In the end, the electric current kept increasing. They could not bear it anymore and started to wail in pain.

The two of them struggled hard and tried to escape from the electric chair, but their limbs were tightly tied. They could not escape at all.

"Ah-" The painful howls were incomparably mournful.

Their bodies were even emitting white smoke, and their clothes were ignited with a sizzling flame. A fresh smell of burnt meat filled the air, and their bodies were being roasted at a speed visible to the naked eye, just like mutton skewers placed on the side of the street for barbecuing.

"Ah - - so painful -"

Yelang and Yelang had already begun rolling their eyes, their bodies trembling violently, as if they were about to suffocate.

Jiang Dao suddenly adjusted the electric current to the minimum and said coldly, "How many nests does the godfather have? How can we find him?"

Their trembling bodies became smaller, and they could barely breathe. Yelang raised his head, drenched in sweat, and stared at Jiang Dao with hatred. "Kill me!"

Jiang Dao sneered. "It's boring to kill you. I haven't had enough fun yet. " He suddenly turned his head and looked at Huohu, who was breathing heavily. "What about you? You don't want to tell me?"

Huohu lowered his head in a sorry state. Sweat drenched her clothes. She gritted her teeth and said, "If you want to kill me, you can do it. "

Jiang Dao clapped his hands. "So it's two tough guys. Don't worry, I won't let you guys down. " He waved his hand, and his men pushed a cart in front of Jiang Dao from afar.

The cart was covered with a white cloth. Jiang Dao suddenly ripped the white cloth off and threw it on the ground. The things on the cart were in front of everyone's eyes.

Gougers, hammers, daggers, scissors and scalpels were placed on the stainless steel plate. The surface of these tools was mottled with a dark red color. It was hard to tell whether they were rust or blood.

Seeing these things, it was not difficult to imagine what kind of torture awaited them. Yelang and Huohu, who had been badly mutilated, could not help but shiver.

However, they would die anyway. They gritted their teeth and endured it for a while. The same thought popped up in their heads.

Jiang Dao slowly put on a pair of rubber gloves and said to himself, "I don't like to let my hands be stained with blood. "

After putting on the gloves, he put on a rubber apron, picked up a chisel and hammer from the cart, and slowly walked toward Yelang. At this moment, he was like a perverted butcher in a horror movie, approaching his prey step by step.

Jiang Dao stared at Yelang coldly, "You still have one more chance. "

Yelang clenched his fists tightly, and used silence to explain his attitude.0

Jiang Dao sneered and sneered. "Yelang, do you want to know what it tastes like after your brain is fried?"

At the same time, a man in a chef's uniform pushed a dining cart into the basement. There was an induction cooker on top of the dining cart. There was also a frying pan on top of the stove. The chef acted as if he did not see anything. He calmly turned on the induction cooker and poured the cooking oil into the frying pan.

Yelang's body stiffened. Fear appeared in Huohu's eyes.

"You will know soon. " Jiang Dao's lips curved into a cruel smile. He picked up the chisel with his left hand and placed it on top of Yelang's head. The sharp part of the chisel stuck to his scalp, and with his right hand holding the hammer, he hit the chisel hard.

"Ah!" Yelang screamed in pain. Blood flowed down his forehead and dripped on the floor. He struggled in pain and wanted to bite off his tongue.

However, before he could do it, a bodyguard rushed over and stuffed a tooth cover into his mouth, so that he could not beg for death.

Huohu trembled all over. When she saw Yelang's situation, she thought of her own fate and almost fainted.

"Jiang Dao knocked again. The chisel drilled into Yelang's head. He said coldly, "Now I have opened your brain. Next, I will use a scalpel to cut off your skin, cut off a part of your brain, and fry it in the pot. "

Yelang screamed in pain. His body struggled violently. The scalpel cut open his scalp bit by bit, like a watermelon that had its top twisted open. The scalp on his head was also twisted open by the surgical knife, revealing something as white as tofu.

Beitang Shen was like a high and mighty emperor sitting on a chair twenty to thirty meters away from them. He looked calmly at the cruel and bloody scene without blinking.

Yelang rolled his eyes. Every time he was about to faint, someone would inject him with medicine to keep him awake and endure inhumane torture.

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