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Chapter 267
When Huang Xikong was almost done sucking, he walked through the wall and stopped her.

After seeing him, the scary and twisted female ghost put away her hands with sharp armor and stood neatly by the wall and said, "Do you need me to help with the aftermath?"

Before Huang Xikong could answer, Xia Zhihuai's voice came through the door panel: "It's not like killing people and stealing goods, destroying corpses and eradicating traces. What kind of consequences are there?"

Huang Xikong picked up Xiao Silun, who was lying limply on the ground and was already unconscious, and turned the door handle open with his left hand.

Xia Zhihuai put his hands in his pajama pants pockets and stood outside the door quietly watching the two ghosts.

When the naughty ghost saw Xia Zhihuai's face, a look of astonishment appeared in his eyes. His mutilated appearance instantly returned to normal, and he handed a business card to Xia Zhihuai: "Young handsome boy, are you interested in a legendary human-ghost romance?"

Xia Zhihuai looked at Yangui expressionlessly. Although he couldn't help but curse in his heart, he politely and firmly refused.

The Yangui sighed sadly, turned around and disappeared into the room.

Huang Xikong stepped aside and moved aside. Xia Zhihuai came in wearing slippers and closed the door with his backhand.

Looking at Xiao Silun who was lying on the ground like a dead pig, Xia Zhihuai knelt down and looked at him for a long time.

"Looks like a human, but is actually a beast in human skin."

Xia Zhihuai taunted in a low voice, stood up and couldn't help but kick him.

Huang Xikong looked back at the direction of the bathroom: "You wait here first, I will send the woman in the bathroom to the next room."

Xia Zhihuai nodded and squatted on the ground, thinking about how to make Xiao Silun confess his crime.

The female ghost has limited effect, it only scares people.

But he passed out immediately.

The effect must be greatly reduced.

Xia Zhihuai stood up and went to get a kettle of water. When he came back, he looked at Huang Xikong who was already in the room: "How to make him confess quickly, do you have any idea?"

Huang Xikong stretched out his hand and said, "You stay here and leave it to me."

Xia Zhihuai's face is so iconic.

It's easy to spot.

Xia Zhihuai watched Huang Xikong lift Xiao Silun into the bedroom and close the door. Then he could vaguely hear the screams leaking out, which instantly made his scalp numb.

It's even more eerie than the torturous dubbing of Dongchang Jinyiwei in costume dramas.

Xia Zhihuai sat on the sofa, plugged his ears, and tried to be an emotionless tool.

……

Huang Xikong had not done anything like torture for a long time.

He didn't really attack Xiao Silun. After all, leaving real scars would be troublesome.

As long as this guy is spared his life, given his family background, he will definitely be able to find someone from the Xuanmen who will take action afterwards.

His attack on Xiao Silun left traces, which would inevitably reveal his aura. When everyone in Xuanmen follows the clues to find them, it will still be the brother and sister who are in trouble.

Although he dragged people into his ghost world, the environment he created was exactly the same as a hotel room.

His face changed into the look of a lecher just now, and then he took out a heavy black bag out of thin air, took out pieces of sharp instruments stained with blood, and placed them neatly on the white sheets.

Xiao Silun was tied to the end of the bed, and Huang Xikong carried a kettle and poured all the cold water on his face.

Xiao Silun woke up slowly, feeling dazed for a moment and feeling a little dizzy.

After seeing the woman holding the kettle clearly, Xiao Silun screamed and tried to break free from the restraints on his hands.

After hearing the crashing sound, he realized that what was tied up was a very thick iron chain, which was stained with the blood of an unknown number of people. It made him feel sick and at the same time, he was filled with fear.

……

Huang Xikong picked up a pair of pliers, held up the face of Yan Gui, and said slowly: "You are also unlucky, and you offended someone you shouldn't have offended, so I have to complete the task today no matter what, and teach you a profound lesson... "

"Ever seen this thing?"

Huang Xikong moved the pliers twice: "I used to know an ancient ghost. He was very good at torture and interrogation. According to his own boast, he was a Jin Yiwei or something. Before he went down, he taught me how to torture and examine those tough-talking prisoners. .”

"I will try it on you today, which can be regarded as my obligation to my employer."

Xiao Silun was originally very scared, but upon hearing this, he immediately said: "Who is your employer? No matter what price he offers you, I am willing to pay it ten times."

Huang Xikong knelt down and remained unmoved by his temptation: "Ten times, that's so generous."

"It would be fine if I were another ghost, but you killed my descendant, and my descendant found me before she was reincarnated and begged me to help her avenge her."

"You said this revenge...can I not avenge it?"

Huang Xikong's nonsense came out of his mouth. Xiao Silun's face turned pale and his lips couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Are you Han Rumei's relative?!" His pupils shrank to pinpoints again in a dramatic manner, making Huang Xikong couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Huang Xikong lowered his head and clamped the pliers on the nail of his index finger: "This torture instrument is specially used for pulling out nails. Don't you often show it in TV dramas now? Who commits a crime and is sent to prison and pulls out the nails without opening a word? It's true in history. You have the chance to experience it today."

Xiao Silun shouted: "Stop, you madman, stop it quickly!"

He looked at his fingertips in horror. No matter how much he moved his fingers, he could not break free from Huang Xikong's grasp.

next second.

A splash of blood spattered, and Xiao Silun screamed in pain, tilted his head, and fainted again.

Huang Xikong: "..."

After looking at Xiao Silun for three seconds, he stood up and walked out of the ghost cave, complaining to Xia Zhihuai who was standing outside: "I have never seen such a useless person, so I scared him and he fainted again."

Xia Zhihuai said speechlessly: "If you make it look like you pulled out his nails, another person would be stunned."

"Today's young people are really too weak. In the past, even the weak civil servants in the court could endure torture for at least half an hour. Hard-core people would not succumb to torture methods casually..."

Xia Zhihuai curled his lips and said, "Things are different now. I know you had character in the past, but that person in the house, don't expect him to have half a dime of character."

"No matter how fragile he is, it won't be easier for you to pry his mouth open."

Huang Xikong said irritably: "He is always dizzy, this method is useless!"

"Okay, as long as you're happy." Xia Zhihuai took the kettle, "I'll get another kettle of water."

……

Xiao Silun was woken up by cold water again.

Seeing his bloody fingers, he screamed and tilted his head, but Huang Xikong reached out and pinched him awake in time.

"Don't faint again, otherwise I won't know if you'll be missing any parts in your lower body when you wake up next time."

Xiao Silun was on the verge of falling asleep and stood up again.

He cried for mercy. Seeing the pliers approaching again, he immediately shouted: "I was wrong, I was wrong!"

"Please let me go, no matter what you ask me to do!"

Huang Xikong squeezed the pliers: "Sometimes people's hearts are more unpredictable than ghosts. If you promise now, you can turn your back on ghosts later. Why should I trust you?"

"You killed my descendants in order not to commit evil, so I won't kill you, but it's okay to torture you."

"Why do you ask me to calm down and let my descendants rest in peace as soon as possible?"

Huang Xikong made a move to pull out, but Xiao Silun stared at his hands and said loudly: "Surrender yourself!"

"I'm going to surrender myself!"

"If you let me go, I will surrender!"

Xiao Silun looked dejected and begged for mercy with tears streaming down his face: "I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore."

"Let me go, and I'll find someone to give Han Rumei salvation..."

Huang Xikong pulled out the second nail and said, "If you save it, you won't need it."

"If you appear in front of my junior's spiritual throne, you will dirty her reincarnation path..."

……

Xia Zhihuai leaned against the wall. When he heard Xiao Silun's promise to surrender, he quietly held up a talisman and sent a message to Huang Xikong.

"Let him first confess the process of killing Han Rumei and find an opportunity to record it on his mobile phone."

"But don't let him look coerced in front of the camera..."

"must be careful."

Upon hearing this, Huang Xikong put away his pliers, took out a few pieces of letter paper and a pen, and slapped them on the table.

"Write a confession."

"By the way, tell me, how did you attack my younger generation?"

"If you dare to tell a lie that is different from what my descendant told me, I will skin you off tonight."

Xiao Silun's eyes darkened, and he looked at his bloody fingertips and then at the pen and paper on the table.

Face as grey.

(End of this chapter)