Father, Mother Escaped Again

Chapter 40 The Strongest Torture in History (Part 2)

The group of assassins who were assassinated in Ganquan Palace last time all took poison and killed themselves after being arrested. They were neat and clean, leaving no half alive.The handle that was finally grasped slipped away, making a few people feel horrified.This time, if they missed the opportunity presented to the door so easily, those lessons would be accepted in vain.

"Ting Ye be careful, he wants to bite his tongue and kill himself." Before Feng Tingye's words fell, Yan Ran stared at the fierce assassin and shouted.

It's too late to say, then fast.Everyone only felt that a hurricane passed by, and a dark shadow passed by.

With a click, the assassin's chin, which should have been closed, was cleanly removed by Shao Zitang, making it difficult to move.

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Feng Tingye's eyes narrowed dangerously, and the smile on his face increased instead of decreasing. However, the few people who knew his temperament knew that this was a sign of someone's anger. He took a few steps back without a trace.In my heart, I mourned for the assassin for a few seconds, and even looked at him with some sympathy.

"I dare to commit suicide in front of me. I really don't cry without seeing the coffin." Feng Tingye clasped the assassin's dislocated chin, and pulled it out as he spoke, twisting someone's face with pain, wanting to hurt. Huh, he was slurred, and he could only make a few intermittent moans, which made the viewers unable to help but squeeze a cold sweat for him.

"You are dead men. The lives of dead men are not worth money. You are ready to die at any time. In that case, I just won't let you die. There are many ways to make you worse than death in this prison. But there is nothing in your body. It will take three days to spend all the time, and I don’t have the kind of leisure to wait for you for three days. Then, I will pick the cruelest and most feared one to greet you."

Feng Tingye scanned the cell again, watching the assassin's still rebellious, hateful eyes, smiled slightly, and leaned close to his ear and asked in a low voice, "Remember the woman who sang last night?"

Feeling the people stiffened by his own words, Feng Tingye continued: "That's my Qing concubine, and she happened to be here today. I caught the assassin today and I am in a good mood. I might as well invite her. Come in and offer another song to adjust and adjust the gloomy atmosphere in this prison. What do you think?"

Suddenly, a few people trembled. They glanced outside with lingering fears, and coughed slightly, saying, "The minister thinks the emperor's proposal is very good."

"Come on, open the door and let the concubine clear."

"Puff..." The guard at the gate almost couldn't help but laugh, and even the few people who were worried just now began to laugh.Majesty, are you sure what you just meant to say is not "close the door and let the dog out"?If the Qing concubine empress knew, she would cry!

"Uuuu..." The assassin didn't have the mind to appreciate the fun of Feng Tingye's words. As soon as he heard the word Qingfei, his eyes had already revealed obvious horror. Now he heard Feng Tingye want Let her come in again and sing a song, almost blinding her eyes.After returning to his senses, he began to struggle, trying to stop persevering from being unable to speak, so he couldn't help shaking his head, and from time to time there were several wailing in the mouth that couldn't close.

It's really sad to smell and tears when you see it, but it's a pity that someone is famous for its hard heart.

Feng Tingye happily appreciated the ugliness of the assassin's dying struggle, and then asked compassionately: "Don't want her to come over?"

The assassin hurriedly nodded, and Feng Tingye said again: "Then I will give you a chance to tell the truth about the master behind the scenes and let you make a living. Otherwise, I don't mind staying here with you to listen to music until you are willing to say it. Nod when you talk, or shake your head when you don't talk."

Hearing this, the assassin nodded his head as diligently as if a chicken pecking rice, without any hesitation.

"..." Everyone was stunned when they heard the conversation between the two!

Feng Tingye was satisfied, stepped back and said, "Zitang, get him right."

Shao Zitang frowned, a trace of disapproval flashed across his eyes, but Yiyan stepped forward to help the assassin fix his chin.

Seeing that the assassin coughed and cleared his throat several times, but his eyes were not peacefully aiming around, I don't know what he was making.

The old god Feng Tingye walked to the side table and took a seat, took a sip of the tea he had just brought up, and added calmly: "Don't think of gibberish and ambiguity, let alone Decide on your own, otherwise I will let Concubine Qing sing in front of your spirit for three days, and this time I will let her sing...the melody."

"..." The emperor wanted to threaten this kind of blood-licking rivers and lakes with only one meditation song. Wouldn't it be too sloppy?

"I... I said... I tell you everything, I say!"

"..." Are they crazy?Or is this assassin crazy?Hey, the way they opened it must be wrong. Brother Assassin, just surrendered like this. Are you worthy of your professional ethics?!

Feng Tingye smiled coldly at the shocked expressions of everyone.The terrible magic sound through the brain is really only those who have experienced it personally have a say.A group of stupid mortals, that girl’s singing can sing the living to death, and it’s not uncommon for the dead to sing alive, is it?