Extraordinary starts from tearing the script

Chapter 3 3 is this?

The reason why Zhang Guangmu said this was because he knew that there was a high probability that he would not be killed directly before being tortured out of Chu Fan's whereabouts.

But as soon as these words came out, the little white balls representing the audience flickered wildly.

"Fuck! This young man's subconscious... is invincible!"

"I feel like one of the top [-] classic shots of the year has appeared - want to die, or want to live? Want to die!"

"This old man's scalp is numb and he has goosebumps!"

"A guy who is not afraid of death is already very scary."

"How can Laozi have no culture, and he will go all over the world with one word!"

"Mom! What's the matter with this person? Are there really people in the world who are not afraid of death?"

"It's just talking about it, who wouldn't force it! If he was beaten, he immediately revealed his true form, believe it or not!"

"The knee, punch, and elbow he just gave me are so familiar! It should be "Imperial Bodybuilding", right? When I was in school, I practiced this between classes!"

"You are playing tickets. People have practiced it to the core and become an instinct of the body. It's not the same thing at all!"

"Master announced that Zhang Guangmu is the temporary god of this drama! Who approves and who opposes?"

"All rise!"

The speeches of the sand sculpture audience made Zhang Guangmu unable to help but chuckle.

This sarcastic laughter can't be fixed directly to Boss Zhao.

Boss Zhao frowned and stared at Zhang Guangmu fiercely: "Do you think I dare not kill you?"

Zhang Guangmu came back to his senses, shook his head, did not respond, but silently reflected.

The acting, which is rated only 1, is still not enough.

If it is added to 2 points, the self-control ability will be stronger, and it should not be laughing at the critical moment, right?
"It's a tough bone."

Boss Zhao wrinkled his eyebrows and cut a hand knife on Zhang Guangmu's neck, knocking him unconscious, and murmured: "Little devil, I hope you can be as tough as you are now when you are tortured."

"Don't make me look down on you!"

When Zhang Guangmu opened his eyes again, he found himself in a dark, gloomy, damp, and claustrophobic prison. The whole person was shackled by handcuffs and shackles, and he was completely imprisoned and completely unable to move.

All kinds of creepy torture instruments were placed on the case soaked with dark red blood.

Boss Zhao appeared in front of Zhang Guangmu with that familiar big bald head.

His tone was solemn and his eyes were firm, which made people not doubt his determination at all: "There are two paths in front of you now."

"The first one is to tell us Chu Fan's whereabouts, and we will give you some food."

"The second way, we tortured Chu Fan's whereabouts, and then died here because of pain and starvation."

Zhang Guangmu smiled and said weakly: "There are only these two paths? I don't believe it, I want to try it."

Boss Zhao touched the bulging blood vessels on his forehead and suppressed his anger: "I've seen too many people like you who eat hard but not soft."

"Sentence!"

"Look at how stubborn he will be in the future!"

then……

The horrific ordeal began.

Some of the kinder people in the audience couldn't bear to watch it any longer.

"Isn't this a bit too much, director? If there are any sequelae, who is it?"

"It's my own. I went to read the script just now, and found that this 'alternate plot' has already been registered, which means... this torture plot is reasonable and legal."

"That's right, if it weren't for this, even if there was only one scene for a character like this that can show his face, it would be impossible for Zhang Guangmu to be a pure newcomer."

"Speaking of which, this group of more than a dozen young actors who participated in "Endless Food Bag" can't bear to look directly at them. There are too many despicable and filthy guys. It is estimated that their personalities are not very good in reality... Hey! Shi Feng Under the sun, people's hearts are not ancient!"

"It doesn't hurt to stand and talk, throw you into the apocalyptic wasteland world, and then block out the real memory, you will be like them!"

"Yes, after all, we are watching a play, but they are trying to survive. They just want to live. There is no need to criticize others on the moral paramount line."

"Zhang Guangmu, hurry up and betray Chu Fan! You have done your best! We won't blame you!"

"Hey! Don't hold on! If you don't sell Chu Fan here, the plot won't go any further!"

"Fake it! How stupid are you!"

Zhang Guangmu's whole body, who was being tortured, was distorted, but he still tried to widen his eyes, trying to stay awake.

Don't pretend to be faint!
Grandpa is going to hold on!
Grandpa will not betray Chu Fan!
Here I sell the information of the protagonist to Boss Zhao, and I have no part in the scene!

Acting according to the script, is there any benefit? Isn't this sin of my own suffering in vain?
What are flooding costs?
The beating that I have suffered in this play is to drown the cost, and I have to repay the cost, and even earn it back with profit!

Even though he thought so, Boss Zhao's subordinates were really ruthless, and there were many ways to torture him.

Barbed whip whipping, chili oil eye drops, nail pulling, finger piercing...

At first, Zhang Guangmu wanted to forcibly hold back and maintain his bright and stalwart image, but after being punished a few times, he could no longer hold back, and the screams gradually changed from suppressed to presumptuous.

"Ahhh!"

It's heart-rending, and the old man is miserable.

If it wasn't to avoid leaving too much black history, Zhang Guangmu felt that he would cry now.

The man never bursts into tears - this is his last stubbornness!

Fortunately, the audience's speeches can help him distract him and temporarily increase his endurance.

"Pause."

Boss Zhao raised his hand, and the person in charge of the torture immediately stopped the torture method.

The big bald head stared at Zhang Guangmu: "Speak."

Zhang Guangmu breathed heavily, nodding hard: "Speak, of course."

After a while, he breathed evenly, looked at Boss Zhao intently, and mocked: "That's it?"

"Isn't there anyone who thinks they are good at torture?"

"That's all you have to do?"

The two staff members who were responsible for the torture and extortion of confessions showed embarrassment on their faces.

Boss Zhao frowned: "Go ahead, pay attention to your sense of proportion, you can be maimed, but don't kill people."

So the torture continued.

"Come on! I'm afraid you won't succeed? If I, Zhang Guangmu, frowned, I wouldn't be a hero! Alas, it hurts!"

"Be honest, explain quickly!"

"I said! I said... rubbish, you are the worst in this group of people."

"Ahhhh!"

"Why? Explain it earlier, and you won't have to suffer so much."

"Isn't bitter gourd delicious? You damn sweet party! Ouch! You are partisans! Damn despicable villains!"

Boss Zhao couldn't help but took the initiative to step forward, pushed the two torturers away, and squatted down.

He looked at Zhang Guangmu earnestly, the expression on his face gradually changed from solemn to unbearable, the unbearable gradually faded, and there was a hint of admiration in his tone: "You are really a hero!"

Although Zhang Guangmu was a bit funny, Boss Zhao did feel a heroic spirit from him.

After pondering for a long time, Boss Zhao stretched out a big hand full of calluses towards Zhang Guangmu, and his tone was unprecedentedly serious: "Come and be my son!"

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