Great Cookery God System

Extort a confession by torture

When ye Chen dodges the brick, he hugs Ye Chen and pushes him to the ground, beating him like crazy.

Ye Chen hands clasp fist to block on the head, in the heart secretly scold a way, Niang of, shouldn't play him, this next troublesome, oneself light enemy.

Ye Chen, who has been dragged to the ground, obviously doesn't adapt to the fighting in this way, and is taken advantage of by Xue Fulong, who has fallen into madness.

However, Xue Fulong's physical strength has obviously dropped to the bottom. Although he tries to maintain the frequency of attack, his strength has to decline a lot. For ye Chen, it almost doesn't hurt or itch.

"Ah, ah, ah!" Xue Fulong screams madly, riding on Ye Chen and beating him. Ye Chen protects his head with both hands, looking for opportunities to fight back.

"Hoo Hoo Hoo." Finally, Xue Fulong couldn't hold on any longer. He gasped heavily and his throat was like a bellows.

"Hey, hey!" Ye Chen laughs a, disdain of low roar a way, "Xue Fulong, you are.". Are you going to solve me with a weak fist like cotton? If so... "

Ye Chen suddenly sends out his strength, grabs Xue Fulong's clothes, and overthrows him to the ground. Xue Fulong struggles desperately, but he fails

How also can't lift strength, weak like a dead dog.

Ye Chen half kneels beside Xue Fulong. There is a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. He whispers, "Xue Fulong, I thought you were my friend. Who knows, you are playing with me."

"I just want to say a word to you now..." Ye Chen pressed Xue Fulong's neck with his left hand, clenched his fist with his right hand and raised it high.

"Go... Die... Asshole!" With the last word, ye Chen's fist is also hard hit on Xue Fulong's face, this fist represents Ye Chen's endless anger, also represents Ye Chen's determination to break with scum.

"Ah Xue Fulong screamed, his mouth and nose bleeding, his throat grunted twice, and he passed out completely.

"Hu..." Ye Chen breathed a long sigh of relief. After such a fierce battle, he was too tired. His legs were slightly weak, and he sat down on the ground, panting slightly.

Worried that someone might pass by, ye Chen didn't dare to rest much. He dragged Huang Mao and Xue Fulong to the cart he had already prepared and pulled them to a broken house.

When Huang Mao woke up, he found that he had been tied up. The thick rope of his thumb had been tied into a solid bolt. He tied Huang Mao tightly to a chair and couldn't move at all.

Huang Mao tried to struggle twice and found it impossible to break free before he calmed down and looked around.

This is a dilapidated house that I don't know where it is. The dim old incandescent lamps give off a dim light. The whole house is dark and humid, and the spider webs are intertwined. It shows that there has been no one living here for a long time.

"Are you awake?"

Huang Mao was surprised. He looked around, but he didn't find who was talking. After thinking about it, he turned back to see if someone was behind him.

It's Ye Chen who stands behind Huang Mao. He says coldly, "if I were you, I'd better not move."

Huang Mao swallowed his saliva, and his heart beat a drum. In this gloomy environment, he was tied to a chair and couldn't move, but there was a man behind him who didn't let him move. He felt a little empty in his heart, but he still insisted on his face and yelled, "Ye Chen, if you have seed, you will kill me!" Ye Chen grinned, "don't worry, I'll see you off in a minute!"

Where does Huang Mao think that ye Chen really dares to kill people? Although Huang Mao has been out for such a long time, he has never encountered such a strange situation. His feet are a little soft for a while.

"How dare you kill me?" Yellow hair still some don't believe, hoarse roar a way.

Ye Chen said with a faint smile, "before the animals are killed, they will always shout. The weak will always use their own pitiful cry

Voice to prove their sense of existence

Huang Mao was tied tightly to the chair by the rope. He turned his head desperately, but he could only see half a black figure.

This unknown fear is the most unbearable, his throat issued hoarse low roar, shouting, "impossible, how dare you kill me?"

"Nothing is impossible." Ye Chen's faint voice came from behind Huang Mao, as cold as a knife. Every word poked into Huang Mao's heart.

Yellow hair just feel a tight on his neck, he hasn't come and reaction come over, that is a what thing, was the rope in Ye Chen's hand to tighten the neck, mercilessly buckle into the flesh.

His subconscious struggle, but there is no egg, can only stare eyes open mouth, tongue spit out the old long, he suffered tears DC, heart scared to death, he knew that this time I am afraid is really over.

Maybe three seconds or three years later, Huang Mao just felt that his neck was about to be strangled. Although he struggled to death instinctively, he knew better than anyone that he was only ten seconds away from death.

"Don't... I don't want to die..."

Huang Mao's heart screamed hysterically. His mouth was open like a hippo, but he could only hiss, and could not say a word.

Suddenly, as soon as the rope around his neck was loosened, Huang Mao gasped subconsciously. Although it was only a short moment, Huang Mao was still breathing

Mao still felt that he had forgotten the beauty of the air. He gasped twice, coughed loudly, and his face was full of choking tears and runny nose.

Ye Chen doesn't start or speak. He is silent like a statue carved in stone. He looks at Huang Mao indifferently. His face is hidden in the dark, which makes people can't see his expression clearly.

"Cough, cough, whoosh, whoosh." Huang Mao was shaking his head and coughing. His heavy breathing was like a broken drum, which was very scary.

"Well..." don't wait for yellow hair thoroughly smooth gas, ye Chen once again grasped the rope, both hands green tendon burst up, mercilessly tighten!

"MMM!" Huang Mao didn't come up in a breath, and his eyes were almost staring out. He tried his best to shake his head and struggle, but in vain. With his mouth open, Huang Mao only felt that he was in hell, and behind him stood a demon.

Just a few seconds later, ye Chen loosened the rope again, gave the time to let Huang Mao go smoothly, and then tightened it again.

Finally, under the repeated torture of life and death, Huang Mao couldn't stand it any more. Just after loosening the rope, he asked for mercy in a hoarse voice, "don't... Don't... Don't..."

Ye Chen chuckles. He stands behind Huang Mao. He is as high as the executioner of executing prisoners. He says indifferently, "how to deal with you is my problem. It's none of your business."