The city's ultimate martial arts doctor

Chapter 43 Death Jiang Yu
Water world, basement.

This was originally a utility room, but Zhao Jing has a special hobby, which is to torment people.

He was born in a wealthy family, but he didn't take the right path. He recruited many vicious gangsters. Once he had disobedient subordinates, he would torture them to death.

This underground storage room was transformed into a dungeon by him.

There are many instruments of torture in the dungeon.

In an iron prison, two people were tied to two iron pillars.

This is a man and a woman.

The woman is okay, but her hands are hanging.

The man was beaten to pieces, his body was covered in blood, and he only had air coming out, not in.

In front of the iron prison, there was a chair. A rather handsome man in casual short-sleeves was holding a cigar in his mouth, and his legs were crossed.

He is Zhao Jing, one of the four great princes in Jiangzhong.

Behind him stood seven or eight big men in black.

"The mouth is still quite hard."

With a playful smile on his face, Zhao Jing stood up, picked up the red-hot soldering iron from the stove and walked over.

Coming to Dark Soul, the red-hot iron in his hand was placed directly on his chest.

Zizi!

Smoke rose from Dark Soul's chest instantly, and a smell of burnt meat permeated the air.

"what."

The dark soul roared out with a piercing roar.

His eyes were bloodshot, his expression was ferocious and terrifying, and he roared angrily, "Kill...kill me, if you dare, kill me.

Frightened by Lu Meng who was hanging on the side, her face turned pale and she was chattering all over.

She is just a businessman, when has she seen such a scene.

She was worried, what would she do if the other party treated her like this?
The dark soul's ability to withstand is beyond Zhao Jing's imagination.

He has tortured many people, but no matter what kind of tough bones they are, they will subdue obediently under his torture, but Dark Soul is an exception.

"Jiang Yu has such a loyal subordinate."

Zhao Jing was very envious.

However, the more Dark Soul can endure, the greater his fire.

He also has a group of subordinates, but they are all greedy for life and afraid of death. It would be great if he could have a few subordinates like Dark Soul.

"Call me, I don't believe that he can survive."

Zhao Jing dropped the soldering iron, turned around and walked towards the chair.

A few men in black came over, picked up their whips, and started whipping.

clap clap,

The clothes on Dark Soul's body were torn, and his skin was ripped apart.

But he gritted his teeth and didn't even hum.

Zhao Jing looked at this scene, raised his brows, then his eyes stayed on Lu Meng, stood up again,

He grabbed Lu Meng's hair and lifted her head up.

Lu Meng's face was pale, her teeth could not help trembling, and she begged, "Don't, don't kill me, I... I don't know anything."

Zhao Jing said coldly: "Who is Jiang Yu?"

Lu Meng cried: "I, I don't know, I really don't know."

"It's such a beautiful face, even my heart is almost moved, it's a pity..."

Zhao Jing took out a switchblade, hung it lightly on Lu Meng's face, with a playful smile on his face, and said, "It's a pity to ruin such a beautiful face."

The sharp blade slowly pierced into Lu Meng's skin.

Lu Meng clearly felt that her face was cut open, and felt the blood overflowing, sliding down her neck along with her cheeks.

This is an unbearable pain for ordinary people.

She cried and begged for mercy.

"Let go, let me go, I... I really don't know anything."

Faced with death, Lu Meng panicked.

But she really didn't know who Jiang Yu was, she hadn't met Jiang Yu a few times, and she only knew some of his past.

"Oh shit."

Anger soared in Zhao Jing's heart.

It's fine for Anhun not to speak, and now even a woman is dead set on Jiang Yu.

He picked up the switchblade and hit Lu Meng's stomach with a bucket, several times in a row.

Lu Meng's hands were hung, and now his stomach was stabbed several times, and the blood continued to overflow. In just a short moment, there was a lot of blood on the ground.

She felt her blood flow, and felt her consciousness slowly blur.

Are you going to die?

When death came, she suddenly became less afraid.

It's just that she still has too many things to do and too many things to complete, so she inevitably feels a little regretful.

The dark soul was half awake, Lu Meng was killed, his eyes were blood red, and he roared angrily: "No matter who you are, I will definitely be smashed into pieces."

Zhao Jing also had enough fun, dropped the knife in his hand, and said casually: "Kill it, clean it up, don't dirty my venue..."

"boom!"

Suddenly there was a loud bang outside.

The dungeon door was kicked open, and a man walked in.

His expression was gloomy and terrifying, and there was a desolate murderous look on his body.

Bang bang bang.

The guards of the dungeon fired instantly, and a dozen machine guns swept across the people who opened the dungeon door,

But a faint black light emerged from his body, and the black light formed a protective shield, which blocked all the bullets.

This is Jiang Yu who rushed over.

Outside, Jiang Yu had already used his divine pupil to know about the dungeon, and knew that Lu Meng's life was hanging by a thread.

"They all have to die."

Jiang Yu followed Oracle for five years and learned amazing medical and martial arts skills.

Although the oracle is lustful and sometimes plays hooligans, he has a bottom line and often teaches Jiang Yu.

For so many years, Jiang Yu has never been angry.

It never occurred to him to kill.

But today, he was angry.

The black zhenqi in his dantian soared and permeated his whole body, with traces of black aura surging up. At this moment, he was like a demon who had just crawled out of hell.

The black aura swept across, and the people in the dungeon were enveloped in the black aura in an instant, and evaporated in an instant.

Before Zhao Jing could react, all his subordinates were dead.

"Young master, hurry up, Jiang Yu is an ancient warrior."

The man in a black robe and a black veil was shocked by Jiang Yu's breath.

He is also an ancient warrior, and he comes from a great sect, but he has never seen such an evil aura.

call out!
A black air floated over.

Jiang Yu instantly appeared in the dungeon.

The man in black made his move instantly, and a terrifying force swept through his raised hands.

His attack landed on a jet of black air, which swept over and surrounded him.

The black veil on his face slipped off in an instant, revealing an old face with shock and fear on it.

"Heaven, a heavenly martial artist..."

His pupils dilated, and before he finished speaking, his body was swallowed by the black air and disappeared completely.

Zhao Jing was so frightened that he turned around and ran away.

Jiang Yu snorted coldly, waved his hand casually, and a black needle appeared in his palm.

The black needle burst out and sank into Zhao Jing's back.

After the black needle entered the body, it spread out quickly, and the terrifying power instantly swallowed Zhao Jing, and his body turned into nothingness in an instant.

It has only been tens of seconds since Jiang Yu appeared.

Within tens of seconds, all the people in the dungeon died unexpectedly.

The black energy on Jiang Yu's body dissipated, and he appeared in front of Lu Meng in an instant. He quickly shot and sealed some acupuncture points on her body. At the same time, he raised his hand, and a few golden needles transformed into Lu Meng's body.

(End of this chapter)