Chapter 770: Ice and Fire

Then another jailer snatched the club stick from his hand and put it on his ankle.
At this time, the two jailers no longer controlled Liu Xingong, and one of them pulled the rope on both sides of the stick with one side.
Suddenly, the sticks on both sides of the ankle began to gather towards the inside, getting tighter and tighter.
A sudden pain hit.
Liu Xingong was too late to stand up and resist, he screamed and lost his strength.
A horrible crack of bones sounded in the cell.
Unable to withstand this pain, he passed out directly.
"Lying trough, can't help but play? It's too good!"
Some viewers were dissatisfied.
"Garbage, there are so many tricks for the boss of the magistrate that are useless, which is unbearable.
"Just went to search this news, the moths are moths, must they harm the flowers of the motherland, mother, don't you know that there are more men and fewer women in the heavens! (Blowing fire in both eyes)"
Wow!
A pot of cold water was poured on Liu Xingong's head. After being stimulated, he woke up blankly.
There was pain on his face.
Coma is naturally not felt, but now waking up, the pain on the broken ankle hit the brain in bursts.
"Tie him up!" one of the jailers came over and said.
Then another jailer squatted down with him and lifted Liu Xingong off the ground.
"Ah! What do you want to do, let me go, it hurts!"
He was violently lifted from the ground, pulling Liu Xingong's foot injury and making him scream.
At the same time, the expression on his face was even more frightening. I did not know what the two fierce and evil men wanted to do to him.
"Snapped!"
The two jailers tied him to a wooden frame, and the whole person was like a "ten".
Then they each took out a leather whip, shaken in the air, and made a clear sound.
"No!" The pupil in Liu Xingong's eyes shrank as he heard the crisp sound.
Because the louder the sound of the whip in the air, the harder it is to hit the person.
Although he did not understand the cause and effect, he did not prevent him from understanding it.
In fact, this is indeed true. Because the louder the sound of the whip in the air, the faster the speed of the whip across the air, so that a so-called sonic boom is produced.
In the case of constant quality, the faster the speed, the greater the kinetic energy generated. Hitting people will naturally cause more pain.
"Just you smashed me just now? I let you smash!" The jailer who had been hit by Liu Xingong on the head and turned into a black mist and recovered, slammed the leather whip on Liu Xingong's leg with his hand.
After a crackling sound, an extremely screaming scream was heard in the cell.
The audience can clearly see that Liu Xingong's prison pants wore a gap, and the red blood inside penetrated.
It was as if it had been cut by a knife instead of a whip!
"I'm coming too!" Another jailer, not willing to fall behind, also waved his leather whip and whipped Liu Xingong hard.
Suddenly, the clothes ruptured, the blood was stained, and the screaming continued.
It seems to be really back to the horrible ancient prison of the old times.
Compared with the pictures on TV, what the audience sees at this moment is undoubtedly more real.
"I pump you a bastard! Pump your gray grandson! I pump hard!"
Crack, crack, crack!
The two jailers were alone, and a very rhythmic whipping sound continued in the cell.
There was already blood accumulation on the ground. In just one minute, Liu Xingong was in a terrible pain and coma again.
"Think dizzy, not so short answer." One of the jailers sneered.
Turn around and walk towards a charcoal brazier in the corner of the cell, fiddle with the charcoal fire with a soldering iron.
Soon, he walked over again with the burning red iron.
In the hairy eyes of the audience, they directly pressed Liu Xingong's bear mouth.
Sigh! White smoke comes out!
"Ah!" The severe pain awakened him from a coma, the muscles on his face twitching like a stroke.
It was not until the jailer removed the soldering iron from his bear's mouth that Liu Xingong let out a breath and dropped his head weakly.
"Don't...don't go on, forgive me!" he said weakly.
Two tears shed.
The two jailers were deaf, watching him wake up and continue to beat him with a whip.
After a while, one of them walked towards the other corner of the cell.
Here, there is a hot oil pan, under which the charcoal fire is very strong.
There is a big iron spoon next to it.
The jailer scooped a spoonful of hot oil with a spoon and walked towards Liu Xingong.
"Stop it! Don't come over!" Seeing this scene, the weak Liu Xingong didn't know where the strength came from again, and screamed and shouted.
The jailer holding the oil spoon sneered and threw hot hot oil at him.
"Ah!" The howling of the eardrums of the audience in front of the broadcast room sounded.
At the same time accompanied by some sizzling.
Visible to the naked eye, where the oil was spilled, it began to swell.
One by one blisters appeared very scary.
A bamboo stick appeared in the hands of the two jailers, and they smiled and bound up the blisters.
Suddenly the viscous liquid flowed across, presenting a horrible sight like ulceration.
Bamboo sticks are not cautious, but they are tied hard, so they often pierce the body.
After unplugging, a lot of blood flows out.
Liu Xingong's cry was even more miserable.
"I won't let you go when I'm a ghost!" he shouted, his voice desperate.
"Then wait for you to be a ghost." The jailer sneered.
I don't know where to get a pot of ice water, and slammed my head towards Liu Xingong.
After hot and cold, after a temporary relief, what broke out was more painful pain.
Liu Xingong didn't even have a chance to breathe a breath. He wailed uninterruptedly. His voice was horrifying and creepy.
At the same time an extreme itching appeared from the wound.
"Continue, I splash oil and splash water," one of the jailers suggested.
The two smiled, and let Liu Xingong experience what is called the two heavens of ice and fire.
And under this kind of punishment, Liu Xingong's skin has become more like ulceration. ..
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