The Strongest Soldier in the City

Zhuge Mingshen smiled crazily: "Chen Liuhe, let me tell you, even if I die, you won't live long. You have killed so many people in Tianqi Mountain. Tianqi Mountain will not let you go. It will never let you go." your......."

Chen Liuhe narrowed his eyes. He did not speak, but took the black moon and plunged it into Zhuge Mingshen's shoulder.

The severe pain made Zhuge Mingshen's face distorted.

Chen Liuhe held Wu Yue and let it rotate within Zhuge Mingshen's flesh and blood. The severe pain was unbearable for ordinary people.

"Answer me a few questions, and I will let you die happily. Otherwise, death will be a luxury for you." Chen Liuhe said coldly.

Although Zhuge Mingshen's body was twitching and his breath was trembling, he still had no intention of speaking.

What he hates most in his life is Chen Liuhe. That kind of hatred has penetrated into his bones. How could he answer Chen Liuhe's question?

Chen Liuhe pulled out Wu Yue, grabbed one of Zhuge Mingshen's palms, pressed his palm to the ground, and cut off one of the other's fingers. Immediately, Wu Yue slowly pressed down, and uprooted Zhuge Mingshen's fingers. cut off.

But this process is very slow, because slowness can make this pain infinitely magnified.

Zhuge Mingshen once again let out a heart-rending scream.

The young man in Mai who was watching this scene frowned and said, "Your method will not have much effect on a person with a twisted mind like him. If this continues, within a while, He will be played to death by you, and you won’t be able to ask anything.”

Chen Liuhe raised his head and glanced at the young man in Mai, and asked clearly, do you have any good ideas?

The young man in Mai said: "I have a way to make his pain nerves feel ten times and a hundred times higher than what he has now."

As he spoke, the young man in sackcloth picked up a few silver needles scattered on the ground, and then thrust them into several locations on Zhuge Mingshen's body.

"It's okay now. The silver needles stimulated several of his pain points, which can increase his pain nerves to the most sensitive level." The young man in linen said coldly.

Chen Liuhe twitched the corners of his lips, the man who made this special brew was also a fierce man.

Chen Liuhe still didn't speak, but cut off one of Zhuge Mingshen's fingers again!

But this time, the difference was obvious. The muscles on Zhuge Mingshen's face were twitching, and his eyes were about to pop out. Every nerve in his body seemed to be spasming. He was enduring a stronger force than before. Ten times a hundred times the pain.

"As long as you cooperate with me well, I can give you a happy experience." Chen Liuhe said coldly again.

"Chen Liuhe...you Ye Zhong, I, Cao Ni Zuzong..." Zhuge Mingshen roared in a hoarse voice.

Chen Liuhe nodded: "You still have five fingers, don't worry."

As he spoke, Chen Liuhe cut another one decisively.

In this way, until Chen Liuhe cut to the last three fingers of Zhuge Mingshen, Zhuge Mingshen finally couldn't bear this inhuman torture...

He finally let go...

"Chen...Chen Liuhe...I will never let you go even if I'm a ghost..." Zhuge Mingshen's voice was hoarse to the extreme. His whole body was weak and his consciousness was blurring. I wanted to faint, but I couldn't.

"Where is Yu Xian'er?" Chen Liuhe asked. He was extremely obsessed with this point. He had to find out the whereabouts of Yu Xian'er.

"Heaven... Tianqi Mountain..." Zhuge Mingshen said intermittently. He still wanted to laugh, but he couldn't.

When Chen Liuhe heard this answer, his expression suddenly changed, and his pupils shrank violently several times!

Yu Xian'er was actually captured and taken to Tianqi Mountain?

At this moment, Chen Liuhe was so angry that he wanted to kill Zhuge Mingshen with a single blow.

He resisted the urge.

Seeing Zhuge Mingshen who might die at any time, Chen Liuhe did not dare to waste time and asked: "How did Murong Qingluan die? Is her death related to you? Whose hands did she die by?" inside?"

"I killed Murong Qingluan, I... broke her neck with my own hands, hehe..." Zhuge Mingshen said.

Chen Liuhe's eyes were red, his teeth were almost broken, and his chest was rising and falling, showing the anger in his heart.

After taking several deep breaths, Chen Liuhe then asked: "The third question, who disabled my little sister's legs? Is this matter related to your Zhuge family?" The person who asked this question At this time, Chen Liuhe's voice was trembling.

"No...that's right...this was my idea. If those old immortals hadn't taken care of Shen Qingwu, she would never have lost a pair of legs. , but her damn life..."

Zhuge Ming said: "I hate it... I should have killed you and Shen Qingwu at all costs..."

"Bang!" Chen Liuhe was so angry that he punched the ground next to Zhuge Mingshen's head.

This punch cracked the concrete floor, debris flew, and scarlet blood flowed from Chen Liuhe's fist. His face was ferocious, and his eyes were full of blood-red anger.

"Who! Tell me! Who did it! It's definitely not you, you don't have that much ability!" This sentence almost roared out of Chen Liuhe's throat, irritating and angry.

"Hehe..." Zhuge Mingshen grinned and let out a low laugh.

Chen Liuhe pierced Zhuge Mingshen's wrist with one strike. He held Wu Yue in his hand and turned it wildly. The pain made Zhuge Mingshen scream crazily again, and his whole body was twisted.

"Yes...it's my master, the sect master of Tianqi Mountain..." Zhuge Mingshen said.

Chen Liuhe's eyes were ferocious, narrowed to a slit, with a cold light overflowing inside, and murderous intent rising into the sky.

"Last question, why did Yu Xian'er cooperate with you three years ago and join forces with you to frame me?" Chen Liuhe asked sharply.

"I don't know, you should ask that splasher... But you may not have that chance in this life because you can't see her anymore, hahaha..." Zhuge Mingshen Just a lunatic.

Chen Liuhe's eyes flickered: "Very good, you can go and die..."

At this moment, Chen Liuhe's murderous intention was revealed and he could no longer suppress it. Wu Yue slowly pressed against Zhuge Mingshen's neck.

At the moment of death, Zhuge Ming seemed to be flashing back his light, his eyes widened, he glared angrily at Chen Liuhe and shouted: "Chen Liuhe, I am not willing to give in! I am not willing to give in! The person who deserves death is not me, but you! Even if I become a ghost, I will never let you go. ......."

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