After joining Jinzo, we went straight to the basement with a flashlight. Because this was the closest place to home and the best place to torture. When I went to a place where there was no light, I was quite surprised to see Nam Gong-hwan who was overwhelmed by blood.
"This is..."
The torture chamber was quite peculiar because only one candle was waving. I told Mangosteen, not caring about the south archery.
"What do I do now?"
Then, Luang looked at the hair salon and said.
"Mo Yong-yeon Sausage. We're all set, as you said."
"What do you mean?"
"You don't have to be silly. I want to hear the truth of Nam Gong-hwan, and then I want you to set your sights."
"......"
The hairdresser hesitated and the prospect looked at me. Then I walked forward with my finger in front of the Southern archer. Then, after positioning the foetus, the body was completely placed in the occipital influence.
Phage!
"Grrrgh!!"
Nam Gonghwan was frightened and aghast like a thunderstruck fish. I told the surprised Nam Gong-hwan.
"This is what the palm seal looks like. I've already subdued cases and stomachs. In turn, the forearm will be blocked during the following episodes of ginseng (£63978;) and hand (£24061;). The sensation will become increasingly sensitive, and the time sensation will continue to slow."
As I said so, I lightly laid the night on my forehead. Then Nam Khwan let out a scream while sweating his whole body.
"Shhhhh!!"
"What's the matter? It's only one night.Someone's gonna torture me."
I mumbled, and Nam Gong-hwan cried out in panic.
"H-help me! I'll tell you anything you want!!"
"That's not it. Tell me the truth."
When I put my fingers together again and put on the dusk pose, the penis welled up tears from the eye area.
"Very well! I will tell you the truth! Please…"
"......"
"What do you want to know? I'll tell you anything."
I stared at the petition. He was the one who received the most specific information about the 'secret' of Nam Gong-hwan. Jinzo asked as he walked forward to see if he had noticed.
"White Gate, Jinyang Gate, Shortsword Gate. As far as I know, these three places were destroyed by your will. Is it true?"
"I don't know!"
Nam-gwang Hwan said as if apologizing.
"It really didn't happen! How could I, the heir to the Southern Imperial Family, do such a thing? Please save me..."
"I don't see the situation."
After a short talk, Jinzo lifted his finger and placed it on his heart. He opened his eyes as if he had realized how stupid he was, but he was late. The Qin Xu Chung has a stubbornly sealed tooth (63978;).
Phage
"......!!"
"Let's put the night back on."
Jinzo Chung struck the forehead of Nam Gong-hwan who became extremely sensitive with 3 points. Only that, but at that moment, he forgot all the happiness of life and became filled with despair. And I vomited screams.
"Shhhhhhh…!! Aaaaah!!"
And a dull stench rises from his lower body. The shock was so intense that he peed himself. It was so painful that I turned my eyes upside down like I had a scholarship. The hairdresser looked at the scene with a white face and grabbed the sleeve of Jinzo Church.
"You're too much, aren't you?"
"Step aside, Sausage."
"But..."
"Don't you know you've crossed the line?"
It was a burial plot. Nam Gong-hwan was stunned for a moment because of the shock, but he regained his senses as Jin So-hyun seized the portal and let the air flow through. Nam Gong-hwan, who was drooling in his mouth, said in a cheerful voice.
"Right... right. Those three places... I destroyed them... I moved the power of the Southern Imperial family and destroyed them..."
"......!!"
The faces of the people gathered here have changed badly. Despite being forced to torture him, he confirmed the worst case that could discredit his reputation. Jinseo-Chun asked in succession.
"Why did you destroy it?"
"D-will you let me live...?"
"Of course I will. All we want is the truth."
"Ugh..."
He chewed his lips and spoke.
"The ceremonies were beautiful."
"What?"
"The gossip of the White Gate and the Jinyang Gate was pretty, and the wife of the Doorman was pretty, so I kept it in check."
"What..."
At that moment, Jinzo was confused and unable to connect the words. It was the same for me, for Mangosteen, and even for the hairdresser I was listening to. I heard that it was amazing, and I walked out and told Nam Gong-hwan.
"So you destroyed those factions to take the women of the Moorish Gate?"
Nam Gong-hwan hesitated whether he didn't want to be positive, but Jinseo-Chun was surprised when he tried to put it back on at night.
"Well, yes! That's why."
"So what did you do with the women you had locked up?"
"I snuck it out and locked it in the main house's basement."
"Locked up?"
"Me, I went when I wanted to."
"......"
You don't need to go and hear what you've done.
The face of the hairdresser I was listening to became blurry. She shouted without even knowing it.
"You piece of shit!! How could the descendants of the Great Sage..."
Cheonang River (? ) was lifted up and emitted a violent light. She wanted to cut the life out of Nam Gong-hwan with the river right away, but I grabbed her wrist.
"Wait. You must be patient before you can hear this."
"It's a shame you tried to marry that phony."
"So wait."
Jinseo continued to interrogate me calmly while I calmed down the hairdressing session.
"I'll ask again just in case. Everything you just said is true, isn't it?"
"Yes..."
"Were you involved in the destruction of the other gossip factions?"
When Jinzo Chung told me about the list of the Eighth Gate tribes from the Shrine, he nodded his head.
"Yes."
"Did you destroy the rest of the doorways because they were beautiful?"
"... Yes."
Jinzo said, thinking for a moment.
"The Southern Palace is famous and a member of the Great House. What reason could you have for hitting those middlemen and killing them?"
He hesitated and said.
"It's easy. I put pressure on the funding source for the gateway, and they leaked a rumor to the river that they were the cunts of the Bavarian Church. Then the leaders of the 5th generation negotiated with them that they would do the dirty work for a while when they heard the rumor."
"... are you suggesting that the Viceroy admitted that?"
"Yes..."
"And those who were destroyed were not the servants of the Hungarians?"
"... Yes."
At that time, the hopefulness I had heard asked.
"There are more than just five generations in the faction. There must be an old file room. How could you do that?"
"It is he who shows the movement most closely to Sega's trends. The Old File Room hardly cares if anything happens in its domain..."
"You mean your fist is close. Well, the doorways are pretty close to the eye."
I was able to summarize the situation in a few words.
In other words, he destroyed the innocence of the small and medieval factions to fill his own lust (the color of 24958;) and locked them in a basement! In the process, the generations were deceived and silent by false information, and the Old Testament was not their own power, so they would not care.
What's creepy is that no one had ever guessed this before. It was a metaphor that Jinzo Chung could only use to obtain the information of the dark family members through the Synagogue.
Jinso said, staring at Nam Gong-hwan with no emotion.
"Are those women you collected still in the basement?"
"Yes."
"Are they safe?"
"......"
Nam-gwang Hwan avoided Jinso's eyes. Then Jinseo-Chun bit his teeth.
"Beast."
"Ji, Ji, Jinso Chung. Why are you doing this?"
Nam Gong-hwan begun to beg Jin So-Seo.
"I thought you and my father were best friends! You and I have been seeing each other for years now. Why are we doing this all of a sudden... Please let me go."
Jinzo said in silence.
"Let me ask you again. Are they safe?"
"I... I had to, you know, make a lot of noise. But there's still a woman alive..."
Qajik
"Shhhhhhh!!"
Jinzo Chung grabbed the tip of his finger and burst it. The knuckles along with the fingernails become flesh and crushed. Even under normal circumstances, he was injured enough to be confused, but now that he has activated his arm seal, he must be suffering from hundreds of razor blades.
I was surprised and told Jinzo, as he drool and poop and urinate.
"Oops! I shouldn't have died..."
"Don't worry. I'm not gonna die like this."
Jinzo Chung blew a chapter on the heart of Nam Gong-hwan, and Nam Gong-hwan forcibly regained consciousness. He spoke nonsense, trembling less like he was in extreme shock and horror.
"Hiic... save... me... ugh..."
"If I don't die, I'm going crazy."
When I looked worried, I smiled softly.
"That's why it's a very good torture. If you hold each part of your body under control with your armrests, you'll be forced to awaken your mind every time you release it. This is how it works, so it's not easy to lose your mind."
"I see."
"I'll do my best to find out."
I could see that the Triangle Office was also unmanned. I thought maybe my torture skills were better than mine. Besides, you've tortured a lot of sheep before, right?
After the interrogation of Nam Gong-hwan, about half a wattage passed from him. It was miserable for him to faint while screaming like crazy and urinating. Seeing him slip away, Lu Shu told Yong-yeon.
"Mo Yong-yeon. You now know the truth of Nam Gong-hwan and Nam-geung-seo. What are you going to do?"
"......"
I hesitated and replied.
"I will do everything in my power to uncover the scandals of the Southern Hemisphere and bury them. In order to do that, we must rescue those who are confined to the basement."
"Of course. We'll do the same. I just want to be paid for our efforts."
"Do you want money? As much as it costs…"
"No, that's not what I said."
I smiled as I held out my hand.
"There will be many things for us to work with tax collectors in the future, and I hope you can help us."
"What do you mean?"
"Come with us to the surface and you'll see."
We came out of an underground torture chamber. And one of the young masters guarding the torture chamber greeted us.
"Hohwa, did you do well?"
He was the one with my face. My identity was the protection of the Black Horse while preaching to the Black Horse in the English language, and, of course, my power within the English language was close to the top. He still knew we were torturing him, but he was silent when he saw my face.
"Yes. He's urinating. I need you to clean up a little bit."
He laughs.
"Looks like Hoho's doing a good job here, too. Will you learn my torture technique next time?"
"If I had the chance..."
After answering roughly, I came out and met the gumma. She seemed surprised when we showed up with the Jinseo office as well as the hairdresser, but she seemed to understand. He then tortured the penis and stroked his beard with the information he had learned.
"Hmm. I thought it was a rumor, but was it true?"
"Does the Lord know?"
"I don't know, it's a rumor from the Black Gate. But I didn't step up because I thought it was a rumor."
The muttering gumma looked at the hairdresser and said.
"Mo Yong-yeon Sausage. I think there will be a lot of work for the text and the tax collectors to work together."
"Yes, yes..."
"You must have been through a lot today. Rest in your quarters."
He had a slightly frightened look on his face and was passive. He would have done the same, because she was faced with the most powerful gumma in the Madoje Moon Clan. Even though Mo Yong Sega's housekeeper came, she came to the woodworkers' place.
The gumma who sent the hairdresser to the house told Jinso Chung.
"Nice to meet you."
"You're not very pleased with my company."
"I'm sorry. But I haven't changed my mind."
Jinzo nods as she speaks in her grave.
"Of course. You have to prove your worth in the Moorish."
"Yes. I look forward to it."
As soon as their greetings were over, I brought out a realistic story.
"Then what should we do about rescuing the women trapped in the crypts of the Southern Palace?" "
"It may be best to destroy the Southern Palace (28357;), but it takes a backdrop."
"Background?"
She sighs and says.
"I would have allied with Mo Yong Saga to destroy the Great Generation and build a new order in this area. There's a reason and a power to do that. But I can't do that because of one piece of information you learned in your previous life."
"......?"
When I was confused, Depression said,
"The patronage of the Five Generations is the work of the neophyte, Hankuk. It's no exaggeration to say that the Great Generation is a servant of the Phantoms."
"Ah…!"
I was just in a hurry.
It turned out that he was using the enormous funding power of Hanci Sega to support the fifth generation! The Great Sage of the Huangbo family and the Medicine King of the Great Five are a hundred doctors, so the Great Sage is closer to the work of the goddess.
'If I mess with the Great Sage, I'll leave the newborns alone.'
That's a really big deal. The power of the neonates was no less than the spirit, and above all, the existence of the guardian lion, the Hundred Commanders, was not enough. I may be able to deal with him if I set him free, but I wasn't able to do it right now.
I smiled in horror.
"I think that went well."
"Do you have a plan?"
"Of course."
Mangweing said, unfolding the Pentecost.
"I had to go to the Libyan Church to find out the secret of the Celestial Order. Now that we've done this, let's use this case to approach the neonates."
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I'm not feeling well, so I just took the day off... sorry.