Ni Chu

The samurai closed the door from the outside, and the room was suddenly plunged into darkness. Except for a few wisps of sunlight barely penetrated through the gaps in the wooden boards that sealed the windows, there was no other light in the room.

Xiang Ye sat down cross-legged in front of him in darkness, closed his eyes tightly, and began to think about how to escape from here.

After he was locked in the black house, a man in his forties, led by a servant, ran to the backyard of the house in a panic.

It was Zhao Tong who was injured by Xiang Ye. His arm was twisted behind his back and his joints were dislocated. After entering the room, he rolled on the bed and wailed like a pig being killed.

Several pretty women in various clothes were circling around the bed anxiously, not knowing what to do.

"My lord, the doctor is here." Zhao Tong cried and rolled on the bed, and when the women beside him were helpless and could only worry about it, a servant's voice came in from outside.

"Quick, please come in, doctor!" A woman who looked like Zhao Tong's wife hurriedly turned her head and shouted towards the door.

The servant pushed open the door and stood sideways, while the doctor hurried into the room and walked straight towards Zhao Tong.

Zhao Tong was still lying on the bed howling in pain, the doctor stepped forward to hold him down, pulled his arm with one hand and twisted it vigorously, only to hear a crisp sound of "Crack", Zhao Tong suddenly let out a scream, and shook his head. Passed out and died.

"Doctor, how is your son?" After Zhao Tong passed out, several women came over and asked in one go.

The doctor raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his forehead, he let out a long breath and said: "Young Master Zhao is fine, he just dislocated a joint, Xiao Ke has already fixed it for him, don't use too much force in the short term, It will be restored in a few days, ladies don't need to worry, Xiao Ke will leave!"

After the doctor went out, several women surrounded the bed in concern. Seeing that Zhao Tong's clothes were soaked with sweat, and he was lying on the bed and passed out, they all retreated out with a sigh of relief.

After Xiang Ye was locked in the small dark room, he was ready to be severely beaten, but he waited until the few poor rays of light that penetrated into the room through the gaps in the wooden boards nailed to the window disappeared completely. , still no one came to him.

He couldn't help but feel a little bored, being locked in such a hut was more boring than being in the Sheriff's Mansion, at least he could walk around freely in the Sheriff's Mansion, but here he couldn't even get out of the room.

Zhao Tong fell asleep until it was completely dark before waking up. The first thing he did when he woke up was to order someone to bring Xiang Ye to the execution hall. He knew very well that Xiang Ye had nothing to do with the escaped person, but he still had to Severely punish him and avenge his broken arm.

"You! Come out!" The bored Xiang Ye fell asleep on a straw mat in the small dark room. He didn't know how long he had slept. The door was opened from the outside, and several warriors holding torches stood Outside the door, two warriors walked into the room, one of them kicked Xiang Ye and shouted at him.

Xiang Ye raised his head, rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked at the two warriors, then got up silently and walked towards the door.

Several samurai escorted him around the yard a few times, and finally came to the door of a house that was lower than the room where he was imprisoned.

The door of the room was open, and there was a dim light from an oil lamp inside.A samurai pushed Xiang Ye who was standing in a daze at the door: "Go in!"

Pushed by the warrior, Xiang Ye staggered two steps forward and fell into the room.

There were oil lamps lit on and off around the room, and Zhao Tongduan sat there opposite the door, staring at Xiang Ye with eyes full of resentment.Standing behind Zhao Tong were two warriors in white short suits. These two warriors pressed the daggers around their waists, emitting a murderous aura from their bodies.

"Kneel down!" A warrior who was escorting Xiang Ye stomped on his leg from behind, his leg softened, and one knee fell to the ground.But he did not kneel down, but stood up again with his legs straightened, proudly facing Zhao Tong who was sitting opposite him.

Seeing him standing up, the warrior behind him stepped forward again and shouted loudly: "Kneel down quickly, and I will let you see whether your bones are hard or my fist is hard!"

Xiang Ye's leg was bent and kicked again, but this time he was ready. The kicked leg only bent slightly, but he didn't kneel down like before.

"Okay, let him stand!" The samurai stepped forward to kick him, Zhao Tong, who was sitting cross-legged facing the door, waved his hands and said, "I will make him kneel later, but he won't even have a chance to kneel!"

Zhao Tong stood up, walked around Xiang Ye, and said coldly: "You are so courageous, you dare to break my arm. Today I will let you taste what it feels like to have your arm broken!"

After finishing speaking, he waved to the warrior behind Xiang Ye and shouted, "I'll break his arm before I talk!"

Several warriors heard the order, and two of them stepped forward to untie the rope binding Xiang Ye, and the rest of the warriors twisted his arms violently and pulled back after the rope was untied.

These warriors obviously didn't have much research on human joints, they just grabbed Xiang Ye's arm and yanked it backwards.Although Xiang Ye had a lot of strength, he couldn't resist several big guys pulling back together, and suddenly grinned in pain and groaned.

"Idiot! I want you to break his arm, who wants you to pull it backwards!" Zhao Tong saw several warriors pulling Xiang Ye's arm, sweating tiredly, but they still couldn't hold him back. Xiang Ye's joints broke free, and suddenly became angry, ran to the corner, grabbed a wooden stick, and slammed it down on Xiang Ye's arm, which was straightened by the warriors.

With a crisp sound of "Crack!", Xiang Ye suddenly let out a miserable howl, and the arm hit by the wooden stick broke in response.

After knocking off one of Xiang Ye's arms, Zhao Tong still couldn't let go of his hatred. He picked up the wooden stick and threw it at Xiang Ye's other arm. Being knocked off.

The warrior who was holding Xiang Ye's arm kicked his buttocks and kicked him out hard.Xiang Ye fell to the ground, the pain in his arm was piercing, cold sweat was bubbling on his forehead, and his arms were hanging by his side, rolling on the ground.

Except that Xiang Ye screamed twice when his arm was broken, he didn't scream when he was rolling on the ground. He knew that the louder he screamed, the more miserable he screamed, the more cruel the cruel heart in Zhao Tong's chest would be. If he is satisfied, what awaits him is the cruelest punishment.

"Hmph, he's so stubborn! He doesn't even hum!" Zhao Tong smiled coldly, and said to the warriors beside him, "Pick him up for me, I want to see how much teeth he has, like him. Those who can withstand the pain of a broken arm are either scouts who have received strict training or soldiers who have fought on the battlefield, today I have to ask Chou Yinmao!"

While talking, several warriors lifted Xiang Ye who was rolling on the ground, but Zhao Tong didn't walk towards him, but turned around and left the room, not knowing what to do.

Seeing Zhao Tong go out, a warrior put his mouth next to Xiang Ye's ear and said, "Man, I think you are also a good man. I don't want you to suffer any more. You just have to say what I say, and I will protect you." You won't be tortured much, do you think it's feasible?"

Xiang Ye turned his face to look at this warrior. The muscles on his face were convulsing non-stop. The cold sweat from his forehead flowed down his cheeks to his chin, gathered on the tip of his chin, and finally dripped onto the lapel of his chest. superior.

"As long as you admit that you are from Xiang Liang later, come to Xingyang to meet Li You in secret and discuss how to launch an army to attack Xianyang. I will guarantee that you will be fine!" The warrior looked around and saw other warriors busy packing The instrument of torture leaned into Xiang Ye's ear again and said, "Maybe when the young master is happy, he may not be able to give you some rewards."

"Hahahaha!" After hearing what the samurai said, Xiang Ye suddenly raised his head and laughed. He gave the samurai a contemptuous look, spat heavily on the ground and cursed: "You bastard, I just say You really would be so kind to teach me how to suffer less. It turned out that you colluded to frame Li Junshou! Let me tell you, I came to find Li Junshou, but I am not from Xiang Liang. Li Junshou is diligent for the people and loyal to Daqin. He is a good man with strong iron, if you want Lao Tzu to frame him, go ahead and dream!"

Xiang Ye admired Li You, but not to the extent that he was willing to die for him. He said this only because he knew very well that if he really confessed according to what the warrior said, he might die faster than if he did not confess.Now in Zhao Tong's hands, it's dead anyway, it's better to be as tough as a man, but it's a pity, after crossing over, I didn't even have time to hang up here.

"Hang him up for me!" As soon as Xiang Ye finished speaking, Zhao Tong rushed in from the door and shouted loudly: "Beat me hard until he admits to colluding with Li You!"

"Bah!" Xiang Ye spat heavily on the ground again, and shouted at Zhao Tong: "Come on! Come on! Come and beat me! I have nothing else but a tough bone. I beat you to death, if you can't beat me to death, I will definitely kill you son of a bitch in the future!"

When Xiang Ye was howling, neither Zhao Tong nor his warriors noticed that a man in black was lurking behind their room. It shook slightly, as if about to rush out, but in the end it still hid in a dark corner and did not move.

"Okay! Let me see how hard your bones are!" Zhao Tong gritted his teeth and growled, "Hit me!"

When he shouted the three words "hit me", the warrior standing behind Xiang Ye swung his wooden stick and hit him hard on the back.

Xiang Ye gritted his teeth, and only let out a muffled groan when the wooden stick hit him, but he never yelled out as loudly as Zhao Tong imagined.

The wooden stick hit Xiang Ye's back, making a "popping" sound. The skin on Xiang Ye's back was quickly worn away by the wooden stick hit on top, and blood flowed down the back to his waist. The wooden stick hit him directly. A piercing pain stimulated his cerebellum on the frayed flesh, and soon he passed out.