Defending The Heavens For Eight Hundred Years, The Empress Begged Me To Pay The Fairies

On the faint light curtain, the information of the game page is at a glance.

Xu Mu didn't react to this, obviously, he couldn't see this light curtain.

Chen Che shook his head at Xu Mu quietly, but his heart rippled with excitement.

"The Book of Prison Treasures, looking at this detailed information, it seems that there is a golden finger about the heavenly prison."

After a little analysis, Chen Che understood the usefulness of this Book of Prison Treasures, as well as the direction.

"The prisoner's physical information is clear, what does the guilt value 61 mean?"

Thinking about this, I suddenly found that there was an extra parenthesis behind the sin value, which said (details).

As soon as Chen Che thought of this, the details were opened, and the first thing that popped up was a small prompt.

【Three free details】

"Huh? Do you still need money to check it out after three times?

Without waiting for Chen Che's reaction, important information about the bald man's life appeared in front of his eyes.

For example, the first time he killed someone, the first time he roasted a girl into food, the first time he attacked the official palace...

All the pictures are presented in front of Chen Che's eyes from the first perspective, and he quickly watched the life of the bald head like watching a movie.

"Killed sixty-one people, really a treacherous maniac."

Chen Che's breathing was a little short, and in addition to making him feel deeply cold, those murderous pictures also raised a nameless anger.

Nearly half of the sixty-one people he killed were innocent girls, and the images of their pleadings and screams floated deep in front of Chen Che's eyes, and the way they were roasted into food was even more desperate.

"Beast!" Chen Che was a little gaffe, and his irrepressible anger made him shake his life whip heavily, pick out the wound that was cracked by Xu Mu, and whip it fiercely.

This whip is more powerful, and the fine barb above the whip successfully gnaws the skin and muscle tissue of the bald wound.

But not enough!

The three-kilogram whip was swung by Chen Che again, and another whip whipped on the wound.

"Hahaha, little ghost, what about you scraping Lao Tzu? It's not painful, hahaha..." The bald head is still arrogant.

A series of prompts popped up in front of Chen Che's eyes.

[Congratulations

, whip criminals, reward experience +1] [Congratulations, whip criminals, reward experience +1]

Every whip down, there is a little experience reward, Chen Che only stopped while smoking nine whips.

I really can't twitch, this body is too weak, just these few whips, the hand is as sore as dislocated.

Xu Mu smiled and praised Chen Che for being bloody.

"Uncle Xu, it's my gaffe..." Chen Che returned the whip apologetically.

"It's okay, your kid is stronger than Uncle Xu back then, go around, don't be angry with the dying person, we can't pump him, there will be someone from the torture room to clean him up later, when the time comes, you can see if he can still scold or not..."

Chen Che replied and left with Xu Mu.

After leaving the cell, Xu Mu introduced Chen Che to other colleagues, and then handed over the errand.

Ding Dayi, the cell leader of the C number, is a thin middle-aged man, often holding a bucket of dry cigarettes in his mouth, and sure enough, as Xu Mu said, he is very good at talking, and he is smiling at anyone.

Chen Che's work was arranged by him, mainly to deliver food to the diners from the first to the twenty-first to the forty-second every day.

Two meals a day, morning and evening, you can also be lazy, you can send it whenever you want.

"Anyway, don't treat these prisoners as people, as long as you don't starve them, it's not a big problem." Ding Cell Head whispered to Chen Che to teach him the experience, and after speaking, he winked at him, obviously belonging to special care.

Chen Che shy replied that it was.

Chen Che carried a bucket of prisoners' rice and took a large spoon to deliver it to cells 21 to 42 under his jurisdiction.

The so-called rice, I don't know which unit canteen's swill bucket, dirty and smelly.

There was not much food in the bucket, most of it was water, and the color and taste of the water... Chen Che felt that someone had peed inside.

Each prisoner had a spoonful of soup, most of which was soup, but even so, many prisoners begged Chen Che to beat them more.

Chen Che was unmoved, working step by step, while studying his golden finger.

"If I follow the Prison Treasure Book, I can gain ten experience points per day, while the required experience for Condensation Realm Tier 1 is 100 points."

"That means it takes ten days to upgrade, which is too slow."

"Flogging a prisoner is a shortcut to increase experience, and I can try to whip a prisoner again."

Soon, Chen Che found an opportunity.

Two middle-aged men came to interrogate the prisoners, they wore the same soap clothes, but the chest was embroidered not with the word prison, but with the word torture.

Obviously, they are the torturers who specialize in punishment in the heavenly prison.

The two drew a detained to Ding Dayi, and then they were about to take the bald man Xie Tianbao to be tortured.

"Uncle Ding, can I go with me to fight?" Chen Che stepped forward to help Ding Dayi light a dry cigarette and asked.

"Huh? Torture is not a nice thing, are you sure you can stand it? Don't spit up. "So that's a promise.

The two torturers did not care, took the key and went to take the bald man to the execution hall.

The execution hall is located in the innermost part of the C number, and more than a dozen fist-thick torches illuminate the torture hall brightly, and the faint aroma of burning is even stronger.

The two torturers were expressionless, took an iron hook and directly pierced Xie Tianbao's shoulder blades, and then used a zipline to raise him to a height of half a meter.

This ensues torture.

The red-hot soldering iron was directly scalded under the bald head's body, and the bald head was directly scalded until it shrank into the abdomen.

Xie Tianbao still cursed angrily, but cold sweat rained down.

The same red-hot iron nails were nailed into Xie Tianbao's back waist and armpit one by one, making him swing straight, but he also gritted his teeth and refused to beg for mercy.

One of the prisoners released a thin snake covered with black stripes, which was three meters and five meters long and thick with eggs.

I saw that it broke the chrysanthemum accurately, and then Xie Tianbao's belly stirred madly.

"Ah..." The iron-clad man finally couldn't help but scream, cold sweat fell down, and his eyes almost came out.

"How about it, Lao Tzu's black python is strong enough, right? Haha..." the torturer smiled proudly.

After a while, Xie Tianbao's throat rolled, and then the black python actually quickly came out of his mouth...

Chen Che saw a chill, and his stomach turned over...

Xie Tianbao was tortured into no human form, but he still did not speak.

Two hours later, the two torturers were also exhausted.

"Send him back to the cell, and try again tomorrow..." Chen

Che saw the opportunity and stepped forward: "Two eldest brothers, can you let me practice my hands?"

The two torturers waved their hands without care: "Whatever, we just have a rest."

Chen Che hugged his fist and thanked him, and then picked up the hammer and nail he had selected long ago in the torture tool.

"You don't have to whip it, do you?"

Chen Che put a hammer in one hand and a nail in the other, placed it on Xie Tianbao's thigh, and then went down with a hammer.

"Dang!" The nail seemed to be nailed to a solid wall, and it was not half a point.

Chen Che's hands were a little numb when he was shocked, and he had a new understanding of the strength of this Pure Bone Nine Martial Artist in his heart.