Lu Ding couldn't understand it.
Why were you choosing this mont to act tough?
What are you trying to prove by acting tough now?!
It's the final fucking stretch.
Wouldn't it be easier to just confess honestly?
And you're here trying to show off your backbone.
When it ca to torturing people, he genuinely didn't know how.
No choice, sigh.
He could only give a slight demonstration.
He raised his hand.
A massive bronze hall and bronze pillar rumbled into existence. This was the Corpse-Roasting Execution, also the primary provider of the Black Prison of Death's Body's forced capture chanism.
Su Changhe, who had been suppressed by Golden Ao Island to the point of losing all ability to resist, was instantly captured by the Corpse-Roasting Execution and bound to the scorching hot pillar.
The sizzling sound of searing flesh instantly rang out.
While screaming in agony, Su Changhe shouted, "Ah!! Feels great!!!"
"Hahahaha, it feels too damn good!!!"
"Bring out all your skills, don't let my departure be too monotonous. Dying without suffering a single hardship would be an injustice to Old Brother Dong waiting for down below!!!"
Lu Ding said expressionlessly, "Feels good? Then you're in for a treat."
Flaying, tendon-pulling, Snake-Pit Toad Well.
Multiple punishnt thods from the Black Prison of Death's Body's main composite skill, He Du Ju Wu Xing, took the stage one after another.
Nose cutting, face piercing, whipping, beheading, foot chopping...
While Su Changhe scread, unable to endure the pain, he also witnessed with his own eyes the scenes of his own torture.
It was psychological and physiological double tornt.
But this old thing.
He admitted it hurt, so he scread, and it was agonized screaming.
But motherfucking ******, he wouldn't talk!!!!
Various thods took turns.
He was almost dead, even his screams were weak and feeble.
Even like this, he still wouldn't talk.
Lu Ding was helpless. He had to admit, he kind of admired this Su Changhe. If these punishnts had fallen on him, and if he didn't have White Snake Shakes Scales...
Lu Ding felt he wouldn't have been able to withstand it.
After all, he wasn't soone who had undergone professional training.
He grew up from an ordinary person, he didn't have that kind of endurance.
If he suffered these tornts, forget answering a single question, even if you said he blew up Tai Island, he'd admit it, not only admit it, he could randomly fra a few innocent people too.
But betraying the Great Han and selling out the country was not acceptable. You don't smash the bowl you eat from.
One's stance must be firm. If you can't hold out, then just die.
Lu Ding gave a thumbs up to Su Changhe, who was no longer human in appearance. "You're aweso, I really have no moves left."
"I've seen people with tough bones, but never soone like you who's soft first then hard, and can be this hard."
"I'm convinced. I'll send you to your death in a bit. If you won't talk, forget it. I'll go find it myself. If I can't find it, forget it too."
Lu Ding didn't believe he would never encounter a single dragon in the future. The Second Circle was so vast, surely he could find a suitable dragon to make up the numbers, right? At most, he'd just spend a bit more ti later.
The main issue was he couldn't take this Su Changhe out right now, otherwise he could have let Xing Xing slowly work on him.
The chanism of the Black Prison of Death's Body was: no madness, no survival; no death, no end; with , no enemy.
Before the last person was killed, this thing couldn't be opened.
Lu Ding didn't want to waste ti here with Su Changhe.
He still had to go back to welco the new city's public test.
He probably didn't have much ti left.
Hearing Lu Ding's praise, Su Changhe managed a difficult, proud smile.
"Hehe, I... I'm aweso, right? Don't look... don't look at how soft my bones usually are, but my softness is soft in weighing pros and cons. It's not that I can't be hard, I just don't want to."
"Kill . I can die without regrets in this life. I've been glorious for so many years, reigned supre for so many years. I still have my bloodline. Lu Ding, when will the cycle of vengeance end? You wait for my children to grow up. When the ti cos, they will avenge ..."
These two old n had been busy for so long. The 'children' in that pool of essence had already gone through several batches. They had long since released the earlier ones, letting them flow along the Thousand Islands Marsh into rivers, lakes, and seas.
Co next year, children born of heaven and earth, carrying the genes of a Spirit Refinent powerhouse, would co into the world, with natural affinity maxed out, talent maxed out.
When they learned who killed their father, they would definitely avenge him and Old Brother Dong!!
Hearing this, Lu Ding instantly laughed.
He thought heaven was going to doom him.
Never expected, never expected.
His smile made Su Changhe's heart shudder with unease.
Although he didn't understand Lu Ding thoroughly enough.
He knew that with this person's character, suddenly showing a smile definitely ant sothing was wrong.
"What are you laughing at?!"
Lu Ding didn't hide it from him, raising both palms.
The Misfortune Pillar and the Mourning Cloth Timing Pillar simultaneously appeared in his left and right hands.
It was rare for Lu Ding to explain his thods to an opponent.
He raised his right hand. "This is called the Misfortune Pillar."
Then he raised his left hand. "And this is called the Mourning Cloth Timing Pillar."
"The forr, being struck by the pillar severs kin, severs descendants, severs fortune. Everyone related to you, especially by blood, will et with misfortune."
"You just said you have children, and your children will avenge you, right?"
Su Changhe visibly beca tense. "No! I didn't say that!!!"
He now wished he could slap himself twice across the face.
He really lost his bearings after Lu Ding praised him a few tis.
Who could have imagined a 749 Bureau investigator would have such evil thods?
Su Changhe hurriedly changed the subject. "What about the other one?"
Lu Ding said, "As for the other one, it will make you feel endless grief, suffering psychological tornt. You'll know once you try it."
Before Su Changhe could react, before Lu Ding could even finish his own sentence, the two black pillars in his hands shot toward Su Changhe.
They pierced straight through his chest, entering one side and exiting the other.
A strange fluctuation imdiately spread out, following ethical relationships, extending along bloodlines, tracing the vine to find the lon.
Desolation spread from Su Changhe's heart.
In a daze, his thoughts drifted far away, transcending the limits of ti and space, back to the day the Su Family was destroyed.
Under the oppressive black clouds was slaughter, a brutal battle.
Artistically processed scenes of grief entered his vision.
The stark contrast between Lu Ding, shrouded in black smoke, laughing maniacally, wantonly, arrogantly, and the Su family mbers begging for rcy, screaming, crying, and wailing.
"Grandfather, why did you abandon us!!!"
"Father, why did you abandon us!!"
"Great-grandfather, why did you abandon us!!"
"Family Head, why did you abandon us."
"You will co back, right... You didn't abandon us, right... You will co back to save us, right........"
Under such scenes, Su Changhe, who hadn't shed a tear despite enduring continuous torture, instantly burst into violent sobs under the influence of the Mourning Cloth Timing Pillar.
The scene before his eyes transford into youths suffering accidents, as if the Grim Reaper had co, dying tragically and prematurely.
"Without my permission, you brought into this world, burdening with a sea of blood and enmity. Did you ever ask for my consent!!!"
"I should have grown up carefree. It's all because of you! It's all because you offended people, causing to die young!"
"I want to live!! I want to live!! I don't want to die!!!"
"Why won't you talk? Why won't you confess!!!"
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