Hey Sir, I'm Interested In Your Genes

Brigham took her back to bed and they hugged each other.

In the basement of Younis castle, a torture has just begun.

This basement was originally a torture tool room. There were all kinds of torture tools and the disgusting smell of blood mixed with the smell of decay. The wild wolf and Firefox were bound to the electric chair by iron shackles. They were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, waiting for the arrival of death.

Beitangshen slowly came down from the stone steps. His tall and straight body looked more and more tall under the dim lights. His handsome face looked cold, and his eyes stabbed the wolf and Firefox like a sharp sword.

He said coldly, "if you cooperate, I will consider leaving you a whole body."

The wolf snorted coldly, "it's all dead. I'm afraid of doing so much."

Beitang said darkly, "you are dead and have family. Do you want your family to accompany you to see the king of hell?"

The wolf was like hearing something funny and laughed, "my family has already been transferred to a safe place by the godfather. Beitangshen, you can't threaten me."

"Really? Since you are not afraid of death, let's try. Is there any way I can make your life worse than death? " Beitangshen waved casually, and jiangdao, standing behind him, suddenly took a step forward and came to the wolf.

The wolf stared at jiangdao. "What are you going to do?"

"Do you know the feeling of electric current passing through the human body? The body is slowly paralyzed, the limbs are like frozen stiff, and the heart gradually loses its beat. In the end, your whole body will become a dark skeleton... "The quiet voice of jiangdao lingers in the empty basement, which is gloomy and creepy.

Jiangdao pressed the switch of the electric chair without expression. This is a modified electric chair. The current can be adjusted at will. He first adjusted the current to a medium level. The human body is very painful, but it will not die.

The two electric chairs were electrified at the same time, and Zizi's voice sounded in the room. At first, the wolf and Firefox restrained themselves, clenched their teeth and didn't groan / moan. Finally, the power increased continuously, and they couldn't stand it anymore and wailed bitterly.

The two of them struggled hard to escape from the electric chair, but their hands, feet and limbs were firmly bound and could not escape at all.

"Ah -" the howl of pain was very sad.

There was even white smoke on their bodies. There was a fire on their clothes. A smell of charred fresh meat filled the air. Their bodies were roasted at a speed that could be clearly seen by the naked eye, just like mutton kebabs barbecued on the stove on the street.

"Ah -- it hurts --"

The two wolves had begun to roll their eyes, and their bodies trembled violently, as if they were about to suffocate.

Jiangdao suddenly turned the current to the minimum and said coldly, "how can I find the godfather?"

The trembling radian of their bodies became smaller and they were barely able to breathe. The wolf looked up with sweat, and his hatred eyes stared at jiangdao, "you kill me!"

Jiangdao sneered, "it's boring to kill you. I haven't had enough." He jerked his head and looked at the panting Firefox, "what about you? I don't want to say? "

Firefox hung her head awkwardly. Her clothes were wet with sweat. She bit her teeth and said, "if you want to kill or cut, do as you please."

Jiang Dao clapped his hands. "It's two tough guys. Don't worry. I won't let you down." He waved and his men pushed a small cart from a distance to jiangdao.

The cart was covered with a white cloth. Jiangdao suddenly pulled the white cloth off and threw it on the ground. The things placed on the cart broke into the eyes of the people.

Chisels, hammers, daggers, scissors, scalpels, hooks and other tools are arranged in a stainless steel plate. The appearance of these tools has a mottled dark red. It is unclear whether they are rust or blood.

Seeing these things, it is not difficult to imagine what torture is waiting for them. The bloody wolves and Firefox shivered involuntarily.

However, both sides are dead. Bite your teeth and stick to it, and you'll survive! The same idea came into their heads.

Jiangdao slowly put on a pair of rubber gloves and said to himself, "I don't like to have my hands stained with blood."

After wearing gloves, he put on a rubber apron, picked up a chisel and hammer from the cart, and walked slowly to the wolf. At this time, he was like the abnormal butcher killer in the horror film, approaching his prey step by step.

Jiang Dao stared at the wolf indifferently, "you have another chance."

The wolf clenched his fists and clarified his attitude with silence.

Jiang Dao's lips were tilted and hissed, "wolf, do you want to know what it tastes like after your brain is fried?"

At the same time, a man in a chef's suit pushed a dining car into the basement. There was an induction cooker on the dining car and a pan on the stove. The cook calmly turned on the induction cooker as if he didn't see anything and poured edible oil into the pan.

The wolf's body was stiff, and a look of fear filled Firefox's eyes.

"You'll know soon." Jiang Dao's lips lifted a sinister smile. He picked up the chisel in his left hand and put it on the top of the wolf's head. The sharp part was close to his scalp. In his right hand, he took a hammer and beat it hard on the chisel.

"Ah -" the wolf howled bitterly, and the blood flowed down his forehead, ticking on the floor. He struggled wildly with pain and wanted to bite off his tongue.

However, before he could implement it, a bodyguard jumped up and put a braces in his mouth, so that he could not survive or die.

Firefox trembled. Seeing the situation of the wolf, she thought of her end and almost fainted.

"Bang -" Jiang Dao knocked again, and the chisel drilled into the wolf's skull. He stated coldly, "now I have opened your brain. Next, I will separate your skin with a scalpel, cut off a part of your brain and fry it in the pot."

The wolf screamed bitterly in his mouth and struggled violently. The scalpel cut his scalp bit by bit, just like the melon pedicle on the top of watermelon. The scalp on his head was also unscrewed by the scalpel, revealing white things like tofu.

The North Hall was like a high emperor, sitting on a chair 20 or 30 meters away from them, looking at the cruel and bloody scene calmly without blinking.

The wolf rolled his eyes violently. Every time he was about to faint, someone injected him with potion to keep him awake and bear inhuman torture.