Game life my anchor system

Chapter 281 Chapter 290, Hit the robbery ([-])

Police station, side entrance.

"Mr. Deng, are you here?" Director Jiang's respectful face was "handled" by the anti-corruption bureau, just like Monkey Sun being put on a golden hoop. If you don't obey, you have to behave yourself!
"Yeah." Deng's father said calmly, he was already used to this kind of treatment.

"Arranged?" Father Deng asked.

"It's been arranged. This is Mr. Deng. He is really a good-looking talent. The tiger father has no sons." Wang Qiang, who was leading the way, had a flattering face on his face!

And Deng Bin was stunned. After traveling all the way, he realized just how much power his father had. This was the first time that he had seen something different, and something different appeared in his eyes. A different brilliance.

Come to the hut.

"That's it." Father Deng asked without looking back.

"Well, yes." Director Jiang replied cautiously.

Father Deng waved his hand, took Wang Qiang, and Deng Bin to push the door and walked in, while Director Jiang left knowingly.

This is not an interrogation room, but a small black room where Zhang Feng has been suspended!
At this moment, the lights are on here.

Deng Bin gasped when he saw the scene in front of him, he felt a little uncomfortable.

The feet are about 15 centimeters off the ground, and the hands are chained to the steel pipe above. This is something similar to a horizontal bar, except that the person hanging from it is Zhang Feng.

This is a very special way of playing, yes, it is called a way of playing.

You can relieve a little pain by tiptoeing, but you can’t keep on tiptoeing. This is a kind of “gameplay” that consumes the prisoner’s will. Painful, tired, and still unable to faint—hanging the horizontal bar!

In order to keep the freshness and sobriety of "him", Wang Qiang specially played tricks to hang people up, hoping to get compliments!

At this time, Zhang Feng was in a daze, his will was almost exhausted, his face was covered with blood, and his body was covered in wounds. Now he only hopes that he can walk from here alive, and then kill people, and take away all the offal in the police station. He didn't leave anything behind, he didn't feel alive anymore, he even forgot to think about the person who framed him, and all his remaining thoughts were filled with hatred.

He no longer cares about life, he no longer expects the rule of law, he has destroyed the inherent consciousness in his brain, but it is useless.

One of his remaining attribute points, telling him: "Haha" is useless.

The icy cold water poured on his head again, and the ground, mixed with blood, flowed towards the corner!

Deng's father grabbed Zhang Feng's hair suddenly, unlike a 50-year-old man, he said sharply, "Is this the person?"

Deng Bin nodded, he couldn't bear it in his eyes!
Seeing him like this, Deng's father knew that "education" is imperative, and today is a good opportunity!

He punched Zhang Feng's stomach fiercely, Zhang Feng's body went up all of a sudden, bowed up as if being lifted up, and fell down again, then he seemed to have lost all strength, and his whole body drooped down!

His eyes are starting to turn white!
Father Deng smiled and wiped his hands with a tissue!

And Zhang Feng spat out a mouthful of blood forward.

He just woke up now, and then saw the person in front of him, Deng Bin?

And Deng's father said to Deng Bin, "Like this, do you understand? Come on."

Zhang Feng stared at Deng Bin, as if he had burst out of his last spirit, and it was also like a glance after the afterglow: "It's you, why?"

Deng Bin didn't answer him, but looked at his miserable appearance, and turned to Deng's father: "Dad, me."

Before he could speak, "bia" slapped him on the face: "I'll teach you, just once, if you don't eat people, I'll replace them."

Father Deng—Master Deng, beat his own son with blood from the corner of his mouth!

After Deng Bin was staggered by a slap, his eyes gradually turned cold when he looked at Zhang Feng.

"Who is Yimeng, do you know?" Duang punched hard, and the blood in Zhang Feng's mouth dripped down.

"Is Yimeng someone you can provoke?" Deng Bin roared as if to cheer himself up, punched him, and then kicked fiercely!
At that time, the voice whirling in Zhang Feng's mind was roaring.

"Are you stupid 13? You deserve to be beaten, you deserve to be bullied, look at your cowardice, you are just a ji, smart, hahaha, smart."

"Trash, you will die here, explode, resist, are you a man?"

"You have to be beaten into a pig's head every time before you stand up. Are you trash? You're a bitch. Your mother deserves to be fucked. You're a clown who can only jump, Le Se."

Such a voice kept echoing in Zhang Feng's mind.

The voice continued to taunt: "Haha, I knew it, you are a piece of trash, look at what you do with the system, you piece of trash, huh? Playing games? Playing games? Trash, you are a complete bastard, little Fu Ji'an, I just want to be an anchor, huh? Trash."

Give you the greatest despair after despair.

The one attribute point he has left can't provide any help!
At this moment, he hates his own incompetence extremely, and desires power extremely, even if he loses ten years of life, even if he makes a deal with the devil, as long as he gets power.

Why didn't he exercise his body well, why the system has expanded his body to accommodate him, and he is still complacent about the achievements in front of him!
This attribute point above strength cannot be exchanged for any breakthrough at this moment, because it is the upper limit, the upper limit that can only be reached after training!

Wrong, wrong, and so wrong!

I don't know if it was tears or blood that ran across Zhang Feng's cheeks!

At this moment, a formed consciousness, a person who has more trust in the society, a person who believes in the rule of law, everything that was torn apart in front of him, collapsed, his concept collapsed!

"Hang up higher." Father Deng instructed Wang Qiang directly without looking back.

"Is there any salt? Where's the chili powder?"

Wang Qiang hesitated.

"He won't die."

Wang Qiang lowered his head and slowly raised it: "Yes."

Deng's father held a handful of snow-white salt in his hand: "Xiao Bin, look carefully, how can we make others fear you, how can we make people fear you from the depths of our souls, how can we make people remember your face that we will never forget for the rest of our lives... , I will be afraid of you forever."

He raised his hand.

"Zi" "Zi" "Zi"

"Ah..." screamed, making the guards at the door feel cold all over!
Zhang Feng's flesh was writhing, and now even "Wang Qiang"'s eyes shrunk. Even though he had seen such an execution ground, today's situation made him feel as if it had spilled on himself.

"Bin'er, it's you instead."

Deng Bin pretended to be calm, but his body betrayed him. He took the small box full of chili noodles with trembling fingers, and wanted to close his eyes, but Deng's father said, "Look at him."

Deng Bin wanted to close his eyes, but was reprimanded loudly.

"Look at him, or I'll hang you up."

So, Deng Bin watched his classmate with his own eyes, his body twisted so strangely that he was numb and unable to make a sound!
"Ah!" a throat-breaking hiss!

"Ah"

Zhang Feng was like an old dog who couldn't breathe anymore. It wasn't crying, it was howling, it was dry howling, howling in pain to the limit of the human body!

On his body, there are three colors of black, white and red, the flesh is rolling, there are snow-white salt grains, red blood, and black and blue flesh!

His body was tense, his eyes fixed on Father Deng, Deng Bin, and Wang Qiang!

This is different from the evasion and will surrender that Deng's father originally thought he would see. What he saw was Zhang Feng with blood dripping from his mouth, and the red-eyed demon smiling, with a monstrous killing intent in those eyes!
And this was obviously noticed by Father Deng—Master Deng!
He immediately changed his mind. Originally, he just wanted to break Zhang Feng's will and practice his son's hands. Now he felt that this was a huge threat, especially when he saw that look in his eyes!
"This person can't stay." He said such a sentence!
"Go get the thin steel needle."

"Master Deng?" Wang Qiang asked.

"Go, I know there are."

Wang Qiang held it in his hand, that slender steel needle, this is something specially used to break people's hearts!Just a small black spot on the body is enough!
This time, it was Deng's father who performed the operation!

He was holding a thin needle and was about to move!

"Roar" "Roar"

There is a sound of a beast behind you, a lion?
"Master Deng" "Master Deng"

That was Wang Qiang's mouth trembling!
He saw that one of Zhang Feng's hands seemed to break free from the chain.

(End of this chapter)