Supreme Medicinal God

The jailer and Hagrid showed a fierce look like a fierce beast, standing next to them, looking at Rona admiringly.

Lorna knew she was fierce, and she shed tears of helplessness and pain.

A tall demonic man, at least two and a half meters tall, looks like a hill, and his arms are thicker than Rona's thighs.

He was wearing a black waterproof suit and a skull mask on his face, only showing the fierce and evil eyes in the blindfold.

These executioners, they are extremely powerful, the most terrible thing is that they are cruel like a machine, without any feeling, only cruel and fierce execution.

The jailer accepted Hagrid's favor and said flatteringly to Hagrid: "Help the Lord, the scene will be very bloody, afraid of disgusting you, it is better to go out for a glass of wine, wait a while, wait for us to ask something, then call How are you coming in to watch?"

Hagrid nodded and exited the execution chamber.

There is a room next to the torture room, which is not a prison cell, where soft and comfortable sofas are placed, an elegant and beautiful coffee table, and wine, fruit bowls, and tea are placed on the coffee table.

The wine container is very beautiful, amethyst crystal, carved with beautiful patterns, open the glass stopper, a strong aroma of wine came out.

The jailer pours a glass of wine for Hagrid respectfully: "Help the Lord, use it slowly."

After he finished speaking, the jailer withdrew from the room, leaving Hagrid alone with delicious wine and delicious fruit. About ten minutes later, he did not see the jailer come in and report the result of the execution.

Hagrid shook his head contemptuously and said to himself: "It seems that this lady is really tolerable and hasn't said anything yet? Or is the executioner not strong enough, I have to check it out."

Hagrid came to the torture chamber and found that the door was falsely hidden, and there was no movement in it. He couldn't help getting angry, what happened, there was no movement.

Suddenly he was alert, wouldn't Rona escape?He was scared and kicked open the door quickly.

Seeing Rona still sitting on the iron chair in the middle of the execution room, Hagrid sighed softly.

Rona's eyes widened, her face panicked, her limbs constantly struggling, as if she wanted to break free from those strong, hard iron handcuffs.

An iron ball was stuffed in his mouth, and only a whine sound could be made.

Hagrid looked carefully. The iron chair was made of black iron. It was perfectly natural with the iron shackles that bound the four feet of iron.

Hagrid sneered contemptuously: "I regret it, do you want to confess it? It's too late. I just persuaded you, you don't listen, now you have to suffer a bit."

Looking at the empty torture chamber, Hagrid wondered: "Was that executioner, shouldn't he be responsible for execution? These guys are really fucking bastards, dare to be lazy, and later I will report it to the lord and pull him to the front to fight the human race The coalition forces go."

Hagrid shouted at the door: "Executioner, Executioner."

The prison room was well sealed and the echo was loud, but no one responded to him.

Now that the executioner is lazy, I simply do it myself.

Hagrid leisurely looked at the knife on the cart, picked up this one, and put it down again, and he smelled a thick bloody gas, not knowing where it came from.

I don’t know how many people have been tortured and tortured in this long-established torture chamber. I don’t know how many people died here. It’s normal to have a thick blood, and he didn’t care.

While selecting the torture tool, Hagrid watched Rona happily, and Rona's struggling movement was even stronger, apparently afraid.

Hagrid enjoyed tormenting Rona in this way.

On one wall of the torture chamber, several waterproof aprons and blindfolds were hung, which was prepared by the executioner to prevent the blood from splashing on his body when he executed the torture.

Hagrid hummed in an apron and gently tied the belt. He had wanted to remove the eye mask, but the thought of wearing an eye mask would affect his appreciation of Rona's painful performance, so he didn't wear an eye mask.

He picked up a sharp saw with small serrations from the trolley, and said to himself: "Is it very sharp to cut your hands with this saw, will it hurt?"

He looked proudly at Lorna, and walked to Lorna with a saw.

Looking at the sharp, gleaming saw, Lorna was struggling desperately, shaking the iron chain, and her eyes were full of terror, making a whine, like begging for mercy.

But with the iron ball in her mouth, the sound of whine, Hagrid couldn't understand it at all, only knowing that she was terribly afraid now, and she must beg for mercy.

Hagrid laughed with pride: "Don't you just talk hard just now, why did you counsel now?"

A fierce look flashed in Hagrid's eyes, and he waved his hand sharply. A sharp saw crossed Rona's arm. The sharp sawtooth easily cut the muscular blood vessel and tore a wound that was dozens of centimeters long. The blood suddenly looked like a fountain The same sprayed out and splashed on the ground.

Mozu people have a strong self-healing ability, so Hagrid is quite heavy. This kind of injury is difficult to heal with self-healing power.

Rona shivered with pain, but this was the beginning.

Hagrid scored more than twenty blood ports on Rona's body, arms, and thighs. These blood ports could not heal themselves, but they were not fatal. The pain caused Rona to tremble continuously, and finally rolled her eyes and fainted.

Hagrid said contemptuously: "Isn't it said that you are not afraid of death, and now the pain is fainting?"

There is also a water spray system in the torture chamber, used to remove blood stains, or sprayed on the prisoner's face to pour out the prisoner.

Hagrid took the faucet and turned on the switch. The water gun sprayed a strong current, hitting Rona's bloody wound, waking Rona from the coma again, and quickly fainted.

The blood was flushed to the ground by the water, and flowed down the drain into the sewer.

Hagrid easily hummed the minor, enjoying the pleasure that tortured Rona.

Suddenly, the faucet washed away, but the blood was flushed more and more, and the sewer was full of red blood.

This made Hagrid a little puzzled. If so much blood bleeds, wouldn't Rona's blood die?But the faucet did not rush towards Rona, but rushed into the corner of the execution room.

How can there be continuous bleeding in the corner?

There is nothing there.

Hagrid sniffed his nose, the sixth sense of the Mozu people made him feel that things were not so good.

He walked gently into the corner, and suddenly stepped on something under his foot, and tripped.

He was shocked to find that he fell on a corpse, the body of the executioner who was as tall as a hill.

He screamed and climbed up. The surrounding scene immediately changed, like lifting a layer of dimensional curtain and changing the stage set.

He widened his eyes, the executioner and the two jailers died in the corner, and even more terrifying to him was that the person who sat in the iron chair and cut dozens of wounds was not Rona but illusion.