Juvenile Medical God

The times are progressing, and the means by which slave owners control slaves are also progressing. From the initial whip and chain, to the invisible shackles of house slaves, car slaves, and card slaves, although the means are improving, the nature has not changed much.

The difference is that although the former slaves were suppressed by the whip and the chain, they were always reluctant to be slaves. When they had the chance, they would resist and even overthrow the slave owners. Nowadays, many people become slaves. I don't know, I am still working hard, thinking that I can change my life and realize my ideals. However, most people are still slaves. The predators at the top of the food chain can use the mouth to move the slaves from the pot to the impoverished, and the plundered slaves can only admit that they are unlucky.

It must be said that the means of slavery today are indeed very high, and they fully mobilize the enthusiasm of the most slaves in their eyes, because only by letting these slaves work willingly, they can maximize their creation of wealth.

And these high-ranking slave owners, their hearts are not compassionate, even if there is, it is impossible to give to the slaves below.

"Ning and AIA do not have slaves with the family." This is the face of a slave owner like Song Xuan.

Therefore, for Song Convergence, the first thing to ensure is their own interests. As for other peoples and people, it is not a bird thing.

"Well, I am very happy with this conversation with you." Qin Lang sneered, and the song pointed to a bullet, and a little red fire fell on the back of Song's hand.

This ignition light is actually not very hot, and even some cold feelings, but after a while, it brought the pain of deep bone marrow to Song Confucius, and even his soul seems to feel a burning pain.

"Ah... you kid, what are you doing!" Song said.

The master behind Song Yu’s body reacted and shot to Qin Lang, but Qin Lang easily used his ankle to go back. Although these two are also masters of Wu Sheng level, they are not in a grade compared with Qin Lang.

However, Qin Lang did not kill their ideas, at least not yet.

Song Concus has been so painful that his face has turned green. He wanted to put out this ignition star for the first time, but this ignition star is like the bones of the bones, no matter how he gets it, it does not go out, and gives Song The pain caused by convergence is hard to imagine.

"It’s too cheap to kill you directly."

Qin Lang’s tone is very calm. “After being burned by this red lotus fire, you have almost no reincarnation. It will completely burn your flesh and bones to ashes. Right, if you want to live, You should either cut this arm down! But move faster, otherwise it might be too late!"

Regarding how to torture people, Qin Lang is still relatively good at it.

Like Song Convergence, Qin Lang believes that there is no need to leave him a chance to reincarnate, but when he is seen by the fire of Honglian, Qin Lang feels quite good. No matter how great the family of this guy is, no matter how beautiful he was in China, the mourning of this guy now sounds like the pig being killed.

"Two wastes... hurry up and help! Let the **** flames go out! - Don't cut off Laozi's arm! Kill me!" Song said.

"Reassure, we will isolate this flame with suffocating gas." One of the masters said, a little suffocating and smashing the past, ready to separate the flame from the body of Song Confucius, but the result is not optimistic, his anger is against this An ignition seed does not seem to work.

"It seems that I can only get rid of a piece of meat!" Another expert suggested.

Qin Lang was watching from the side, and he did not stop these people from saving Song.

I thought it would be fine to get rid of a piece of meat. However, this is not the case. Even the meat has lost a piece of skin, but the ignition star still remains on Song Convergence. This makes Song Confucius more painful, even he has begun. Mourning is endless.

"Little beast... Are you crazy! You really want to be an enemy of us..."

Song Confucius was almost collapsed by pain, but until now he did not think that Qin Lang really wanted to kill him, because he always felt that Qin Lang could not be so unwise. Couldn’t Qin Lang know that killing him would be a consequence? ? Doesn't he know that the entire Dragon Snake Force or even his poisonous sect will be affected?

Anyway, Song Confucius believes that Qin Lang must be a madman, because only the madman will not weigh the strong relationship. Even the person like Yan Admiral has to make concessions. What is this kid, if he is not a madman? How can you make such a crazy decision?

The rest of the Song dynasty also participated in the treatment of him, but it still has no effect. This ignition star is like a flame released by a match. It seems that it can be blown out with a single breath, but the strange thing is that this flame is It has not been extinguished all the time, no matter how they toss it. The more toss, the more Song Song was burned by this flame, and now his palm has been burned in half, and the flame is still spreading.

"Damn... Damn... What do you want! Say your condition!" Song Confucius thinks that Qin Lang is so crazy, just want to put forward some conditions and get benefits from their family, because this is the only reasonable explanation.

"I have no conditions, I am waiting for you to die here." Qin Lang's tone seemed calm and indifferent.

"Say! How do you want to recover this **** flame!" Song Convergence almost snarled in pain, and he suffered such a torture for the first time in his life.

"No way, I can't get it back." Qin Lang said, "Or else, as I said before, how about cutting your hand directly?"

"You..." Song Chuan finally realized that Qin Lang did not seem to be for the conditions, but purely to torture him.

"Cut it -" Qin Lang said to the two warriors next to Song Confucius. "He can't make this decision. Maybe you can make this decision for him."

"No - can't cut the hand of Laozi! Kill me!" Song Confucian is extremely painful at the moment, but if he wants to abandon an arm, the price is too great, so he made a discount, "from the wrist Start here - hey!"

Song’s voice just fell, and his men’s hands started, so Song’s wrists were gone. However, the pain did not leave him, because at the break of the wrist, the **** flame actually continued to burn, still deepening his pain.

Already there is a panacea for healing in his mouth, and trying to use acupoints to alleviate his pain. However, this does not help, and the pain is still coming, so that Song’s pain is almost faint. It’s gone.

Pain is not only from the body, but also from his soul.