Chapter 6 Section VI

The sound of the bones of the soles of the feet breaking, like an egg wrapped in a cloth towel falling to the ground. The "Flying Apsaras" believer let out a hoarse cry of pain, his body was struggling violently, but he couldn't move, his left and right wrists and ankles were fixed in thick wooden shackles weighing more than thirty kilograms. The broken bone pierced the swollen sole of the foot, and dark blood gurgled out. The one-eyed Chen Baoren threw away the wooden stick, and fixed his right eye on the bald believer who was still writhing in pain.Among the "eighty-seven people" that Lian Shou brought back from various "Feng Yilong" branches, Chen Baoren's viciousness must be ranked in the top three.When he was in the "Pujiang Branch", he was already an expert at interrogating the enemy, and this "knocking on the soles of his feet" was his usual method.

No matter how strong a tough guy is, he can't bear the heart-piercing pain.He knows because he has tasted it too. But even Chen Baoren had never met him before, he had all the bones in his feet smashed, and he still hadn't gotten the information he wanted. Gan Chaoxing limped to the front of the "Flying Apsaras" believer, and stretched out his hands to pinch his bald head. "Speak! Tell me!" Gan Chaoxing was the man who fell off his horse in the western suburbs on the day he pretended to be a horse bandit and harassed the Forbidden Garden.His left leg hasn't healed yet, and probably never will.

The believer took a few deep breaths before muttering: "Supernatural power...the power of ascension...protection...maliciousness can't...can't invade..." Gan Chaoxing let go of his head, slapped him hard, then turned around and looked at Chen Baoren helplessly. "It's like this again..." Chen Baoren also shook his head weakly. "It's the same as the three I captured before... It seems useless, and I can't get any news. These lunatics, I don't know what medicine they took, and their brains are probably twisted..." He turned his head and looked at the standing The sickle in front of the gate.

This is an abandoned ironware workshop located in Weixifang, the most southeast corner of the capital. There are no people around, so it is especially suitable for torture.Scythe stood leaning against the gate, subconsciously playing with the handle of a small hammer left in the workshop, and looked worriedly at the clear sky above the street. ——It has been more than three months, and there is still no clue... Fourth Qi, where did you hide her? Thinking of not knowing whether his lover is alive or dead, and what kind of suffering he is suffering, Lian Shou felt a tight pain in his chest.He gritted his teeth, and gently bent the wooden handle in his hand.

"Ascension... nine days... the state of great joy..." The "Flying Apsaras" disciple was still chanting a series of mantras.Lian Shou was annoyed when he heard it, and it was impossible to ask anything.He held out a thumb and turned it backwards. Gan Chaoxing nodded, pulled out a curved dagger from his waist, and cut the believer's throat neatly.The already filthy white clothes of the believers were dyed crimson. Scythe looked at the corpse and thought of Iron Claw.What demon method did Iron Claw use to confuse and drive these people so much? Or we should ask: what kind of person did the "heart-digging" fourth master Tiezhuo become after the "slaughterhouse" was shattered and his arm was lost? ...

That day was the first time Scythe fought against Iron Claw.Compared with his younger brother, Iron Nail, it was a completely different level. No wonder the third brother also died under his claws—a monster. And it must be Zhang Shuai who brought this monster back to the capital. ——So long ago, there was a chess piece against our "big tree hall"... "Curse Army Master"... Liantou is not sure: the next time he confronts Iron Claw, is he sure of winning? There are very few people in the world who can make Liantou have such doubts. ——Even with the sixth brother, or Tian Ahuo... I'm not sure...

Mao Gonglei.Sickle suddenly thought of him.If you join forces with him, you will definitely be able to kill Iron Claw. However, that is no longer possible today. Sickle glanced at the five or six subordinates in the workshop. They were busy untying the shackles on the hands and feet of the cultists and preparing to dispose of the corpses. When the "Dashutang" was in a bad situation, none of the "eighty-seven people" left. At first they followed the sickle head, not only to be intimidated by his power, but also to break into the heroic land of the capital, bet on their skills and talents, and win gold, women and glory.

That wish has now come to naught.But that time in the western suburbs, they witnessed how Lian Shou took the risk to save Gan Chaoxing from the rain of arrows. ——The eighty-seven people decided at the same time: They will not leave such a man even if they die. Lian Shou looked at them, thinking of Liang Zhuang, and fourth brother.The mood is very complicated. ——What drives men like us to jump into such games willingly? ...Are we a bunch of heroes, or a bunch of idiots? ... Lian Shou's heart was in a mess.Since being with Ning Xiaoyu, he believes that he has found the meaning of life... Now that she is not by his side, he has returned to his previous confusion.

——Xiaoyu, where are you... "Fifth Master!" Ban Tanga, a man from the Western Regions who was guarding the streets outside, ran in and shouted. "Someone... came to find you!" Sickle only raised his eyebrows, but his body didn't move. "Let him in." Regardless of whether it is an enemy or not, as long as someone is looking for him by name, he never retreats. A man in the robes of an ordinary scribe walked into the main entrance of the workshop's front yard alone. Lian Shou recognized this person, he was working for the "Taishi Mansion".Lian Shou had never spoken to this person, nor had he ever introduced him formally, but he remembered that this person was named Xiao Xian.

Lian Shou didn't know if Xiao Xian had seen the corpse in the workshop, but he didn't seem to care. The two nodded at each other, indicating that they both knew who the other was. Xiao Xian, who is slender and slender, has always had a cold face. It seems that everything in the world is just a bunch of words and numbers in the copywriting of the "Taishifu" in his eyes.However, Lian Shou knew that this person also had his own desires - the "Shenwu Camp" armor used to deceive Rong Xiaoshan was bought by the boss with a lot of money to bribe him. "I know you're looking for your woman." There wasn't any extra politeness.Obviously, this is the reason why he became Taishi He's confidant. "I also know who owns her."

"Does this matter have something to do with your 'Grand Master's Mansion'?" Lian Shou frowned.He doesn't like being seen as weak. "If 'Taishifu' asks Zhang Shuai for a woman, he probably can't refuse." Lian Shou's brows were slightly loosened, and he tried hard not to show a hopeful expression. "What about the terms of the exchange?" Lian Shou pretended to be very indifferent. "Today's 'Big Tree Hall', is there anything you can use?" "Mengzhen has inherited everything from Rong Yushan, including the relationship with Eunuch Lun—they have already met." Xiao Xian said very carefully, still did not call Lun Xiao by his name directly. "'Feng Yilong' has leaned to one side now, and the Grand Master is very unhappy with this situation." "Speak directly." Lian Shou said unhappily. "What do you want?" "Killing is the talent you are most proud of, right?" Xiao Xian raised an index finger. "A head with blue eyes." Sickles remained silent. "If I ask other people, they will definitely answer me: 'Impossible.'" Xiao Xian put down his finger. "But you, don't think so." He coughed dryly and said again: "You don't have to answer me now, take this suggestion to your boss. One day you bring that head, we will return that woman to you. And the grand master will use his favor, Make your 'Dashutang' return to 'Feng Yilong'." He added without blinking: "After all, in 'Feng Yilong', the Grand Master needs someone who can represent him." After Xiao Xian finished speaking, he turned and left without looking at Sickle's reaction. "Why?" Lian Shou asked before he stepped out of the main door. "Why did you talk to me? Not to my boss?" Xiao Xian didn't turn his head, but stopped slightly and shrugged. "Is that your woman?"