The Boss Behind The Game

Chapter 430 Lord Buddha Blesses You

"Benefactor, you can't do it!" Hearing that Tu Yao said that he was going to imprison himself, Yuan Fang was frightened.

Although his physical body is extremely strong, he still has no power to resist in the face of house arrest.

"Why, are you afraid too?" Seeing Yuan Fang's posture at this moment, a smile appeared on Tu Yao's haggard expression, and he couldn't help but ask.

"Benefactor Tuyao, I think you should beat the little monk to death!" Yuan Fang tried to persuade.

"I know that you are not afraid of death, and I also know that you have the ability of resurrection and damage feedback, so I will not kill you!" Tuyao grinned, threw Yuan Fang on the ground, and then said to the surrounding soldiers:

"Take him into the prison camp and imprison him!"

Hearing Tuyao's order, two guards immediately stepped forward, lifted Yuan Fang off the ground, and dragged him towards the back of the camp.

"Tuyao benefactor, I don't agree, I'm here to be beaten, not imprisoned!" Yuan Fang started to shout immediately.

Looking at Yuan Fang who was gradually going away, Tu Yao couldn't help spitting.

But the tense nerves finally relaxed at this moment.

This week, he felt that he was too tired.

This kind of exhaustion did not come from the physical body, but from the spiritual level. He felt that this bald man almost broke his spirit, and it was really too difficult to deal with.

Fortunately, at this moment, he has been taken into prison and finally freed.

Thinking of this, Tu Yao had a rare smile on his face.

...

Behind the tiankeng of Hades, where the army is imprisoned.

This place of imprisonment is a tradition in the Jiuyao Army, and it was set up to torture and imprison the enemy.

But in Beiqi, they couldn't catch the prisoners they wanted at all, and the prisons they set up were basically idle.

It was already night, and there was a cluster of bonfires burning in the prison, and a hunched old man in Jiuyao military uniform was sitting in front of the bonfire in a daze.

At this time,

Two guards came driving Yuanfang.

However, the two guards didn't say anything to the old man in front of the campfire. Instead, they drove Yuan Fang to a prison, opened the door of the prison, and threw him in.

"Benefactor, don't do this!" Yuan Fang fell to the ground, then stood up quickly, trying to persuade him.

"You continue to be resurrected!" Looking at Yuanfang, the two guards looked at each other and smiled, then turned and left.

But when passing by the old man, a guard suddenly said:

"Old devil, don't blame us for not reminding you, don't touch him!"

After leaving these words, the two walked away quickly.

Hearing this, the old man slowly opened his cloudy eyes, then turned his gaze to Yuan Fang, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Open the door, little monk is going out!" Yuan Fang couldn't help but panic when he realized that he had really been imprisoned.

After playing Conquer Online for more than a week, he also knew that if he didn't die, the resurrection line would still be here.

Thinking of this, he clenched his fists and slammed them hard on the iron railing of the prison.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

After a seemingly ferocious slam, Yuan Fang withdrew his weak fist, and silently squatted down.

Fatal weakness, no harm!

After a moment of silence, Yuan Fang suddenly turned his head and slammed into the prison wall.

"Boom!"

At this time, the game prompt sounded.

[Game reminder, if the damage is less than 500 points, the damage is exempt. Since the damage is caused by the player himself, no damage feedback can be performed! 】

At this moment, Yuanfang was about to shut himself up, and felt like he was going to die!

"Small bald head, do you want to come out?" At this moment, the old man sitting in front of the campfire grinned, revealing his burnt brown teeth.

"Old benefactor, are you going to let the little monk out?" Yuan Fang suddenly regained his energy.

"No, I just want to torture you." When the old man said these words, the wind was calm, but the excitement in his eyes could not be restrained.

There is a reason why he is called the "old devil" by the guards here.

Because he likes to torture prisoners, he also researched 72 extremely painful torture methods, hence the name Old Devil.

It's just that after he was dispatched to Beiqi recently, there were no prisoners for him to torture. During this time, the old devil felt that he was really suffocated.

Although the guard gave a warning before leaving, the old devil didn't care about it.

Even if he will be punished at that time, he will admit it.

Torturing prisoners was his hobby, so he only had half his life left, even if he died.

Thinking of this, the old devil stood up, walked to the prison step by step, looked at Yuanfang and began to examine.

"The ones with thin skin and tender flesh shouldn't be able to withstand much torture, so let's start with the lightest ones, Jie Jie!" The old devil said with a satisfied face.

Yuan Fang was stunned, he didn't expect that the old devil wanted to torture him.

Immediately, the panic in his heart faded away.

As a rough-skinned and thick-skinned man, he was never afraid of being beaten, let alone tortured, only afraid of being placed under house arrest.

The more violent the storm, the better!

Thinking of this, Yuan Fang couldn't help saying: "Old benefactor, are you really going to torture me?"

"That's right, are you afraid?" The old devil grinned, waiting for fear to appear on Yuanfang's face.

"Uh... benefactor, to be honest, this little monk is not only not afraid, but rather looking forward to it. After all, his proficiency has increased!" Yuan Fang replied sincerely.

Hearing this, the old devil's expression froze instantly.

What he looks forward to most in torturing the prisoner is the prisoner's wailing, screaming and despairing expression. Yuan Fang's words made him extremely annoyed.

"Little bald head, I hope you can say these words later!" The old devil stared fiercely.

After speaking, he turned and left.

A moment later, when the old devil came again, he had a black rope in his hand, and many strange tools were hanging on his body.

Coming to the prison door again, the old devil threw the rope on Yuanfang's body, the black rope shook rapidly like a spirit snake, and quickly wrapped around Yuanfang's body, connecting his limbs to the iron pillars around the cell, tightly He was restrained and hung half a meter above the ground.

"What are you going to do?" Yuan Fang asked curiously.

"Jie Jie, you'll find out later, remember to scream louder and make me happy." After saying this, the old devil took out a bunch of keys from his waist, opened the cell door, and walked away. went in.

Coming to the side of the monk, the old devil lowered his head with a smirk, scanning the tools hanging on his body, as if he was making a choice.

Finally, the old devil picked out a tool similar to pliers and removed it.

Click! Click!

After trying to squeeze it together, the old devil nodded in satisfaction.

"Are you afraid now?" the old devil asked again.

"It's okay, I just feel that this thing has no power, why don't you let Tuyao come over and torture me?" The monk said seriously.

"Hmph, many of the prisoners that my old devil tortured were as stubborn as you. Unfortunately, they all knelt down and begged me for mercy in the end. It's a pity that I didn't let any of them go, hahaha." Thinking of the past, the old devil He couldn't help grinning, his face full of complacency.

But Yuanfang said perfunctorily with a boring face:

"Okay, okay, as long as the benefactor is happy."

Yuan Fang's attitude really annoyed the old devil, he immediately raised the pliers, opened the monk's mouth with his left hand, and clamped one of his front teeth with the pliers.

"Little bald head, then pull out all your teeth first, don't you can't bear this little pain!" After saying that, the old devil couldn't help but get excited, and exerted strength in his hands.

"Crack!"

"Wooooow~!"

At this moment, the old devil suddenly let go of the hand holding the pliers and covered his mouth, but the blood still slipped drop by drop through the gap between his fingers.

The old devil whimpered in pain, then slowly opened his hand, and suddenly found a scorched brown incisor lying in the center of his palm.

For this, Yuan Fang was not surprised at all.

After all, if you use this tool to extract a tooth, the attack will naturally not reach 500 points of damage, and even his defense cannot be broken, so how can the tooth be extracted.

Taking a look at the proficiency and found that the increase was almost nothing, Yuanfang immediately said with a bored face:

"Sir, are you alright?"

"Ah woo woo!" The old devil raised his head in horror, revealing his missing front teeth, looking extremely miserable.

"This... what's going on, how did you do it?"

"Benefactor, I don't know, do you want to try again?" The monk immediately denied it.

"Little bald head, don't think I can't cure you!" The old devil looked at Yuan Fang angrily, his eyes seemed to burst into flames.

He picked up the pliers from the ground again, and then reached out and clamped the nails of the round index finger!

"Break it!"

"Ah...!" The old devil screamed again, his index finger nails fell off, and blood spattered.

Seeing this scene, Yuanfang looked indifferent, thought for a while, and suddenly screamed.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts!"

In order to let the old devil continue to torture him, Yuan Fang decided to use his ability to sell miserably.

Yuan Fang was extremely proficient at screaming, after all, he had practiced it before, and his voice directly overwhelmed the old devil.

The old devil looked at the hand with broken nails with a trembling body, and when he looked at Yuanfang again, his expression became extremely frightened.

"Ahhh! It hurts, it hurts so much!" Yuan Fang continued to wail.

After a while, realizing that there was no movement around, Yuanfang stopped screaming immediately, turned his head to look, and found that the cell door was closed, and the old devil was standing outside, looking at him with resentment.

"Forehead……"

"Old benefactor, are you not going to continue?" Yuan Fang asked expectantly.

The old devil didn't speak, he covered his hands, and stared at Yuan Fang so hard that Yuan Fang felt a little embarrassed.

"Old benefactor, it was an accident just now, I'm very afraid of pain, why don't you try again?" Yuan Fang said as if I think it's okay.

"Little bald head, do you really think I can't do anything to you?" The old devil said viciously.

"Oh Amitabha, Lord Buddha bless you!" Yuan Fang muttered immediately.

After glaring at Yuanfang again, the old devil turned and left. When he returned after a while, his injured finger had scabbed over, covered with a layer of green powder, and there was a burst of medicinal fragrance.

"Old benefactor, are you alright!" Yuan Fang asked immediately.

"Little bald head, look what I brought you." As he said that, the old devil took out a can, opened the lid, and immediately revealed the poisonous insects wriggling densely inside!

After seeing the scene inside the jar with the probe, Yuanfang couldn't help but hesitate.

"Hehe, I carefully cultivated these poisonous insects. Although they are not very poisonous, they will definitely make you miserable!" As he said, the old devil showed a look of resentment on his face.

Hearing this, Yuan looked strange, thought for a while, and said:

"Old benefactor, Lord Buddha really wants to bless you this time!" Yuan Fang said sincerely.

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