The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

Chapter 479 Torture

Mo Jiu looked at Li Longcheng coldly: "Your expression is disgusting."

"Okay then." Li Longcheng smiled and dismissed the people around him.

Suddenly he and Mo Jiu were the only two people left in the room.

"I do have some selfish motives." Li Longcheng stopped pretending, his eyes flickered with an inexplicable light, "I want to see if your blood can make people immortal."

Mo Jiu was shocked, did Li Longcheng actually have such an idea?

No wonder he dared to show hostility to Yama when he was still there. It turned out that his ambition was so great that even after covering it up and restraining it, it was difficult to hide it all.

"I can't figure out where you got this conclusion. If my blood can make people immortal, why do I need to eat every day? I don't need to supplement any energy for a long time." Mo Jiu tried to dispel Li Longcheng's idea.

idea.

Li Longcheng suddenly said: "But your appearance has never changed from a few years ago to now."

Mo Jiu was stunned for a moment. After Li Longchen said this, he remembered that it seemed to be true.

After so many years, the years have not left the slightest trace on his face. Like Li Yongcheng, in the high-pressure environment of the end of the world, his black hair has long been mixed with a lot of snow-white hair, and his face is much darker than it was at the beginning.

There have been many vicissitudes of life.

Only his appearance remained the same from beginning to end.

But Mo Jiu couldn't admit this: "Because I am living a good life."

Under Yama's care, his life now is no different from before.

Even without computers and mobile phones, he is more self-disciplined and healthier than before.

Li Longcheng just chuckled: "Then from today on, you will no longer be able to live the same life as before."

It was obviously impossible for him to be swayed by Mo Jiu's words.

Since he believed that Mo Jiu's ability could keep him young forever, he must test it with his blood.

And even without this effect, just the fact that it can restore any injury is enough to make anyone flock to it.

Mo Jiu had no idea what some people were willing to pay for his blood.

A mother who sacrificed her body for a child with high fever; a husband who risked his life to go out on a dangerous mission for his unconscious wife...

In other words, as long as he gets Mo Jiu's blood, he can control this group of people more completely.

This feeling of dominating others can be addictive.

In contrast, testing whether Mo Jiu's blood can keep people young forever is just a casual thing.

"Don't try to resist, or I will have your hands and feet broken. Can you recover from this kind of injury? You can give it a try." Li Longcheng left here and closed the door.

Mo Jiu would not really just sit back and wait for death.

He doesn't care whether Li Longcheng has the courage to show off or has such big ambitions. There is only one thing he has to do now, and that is to save himself.

But confrontation by force is undoubtedly the worst method. Regardless of the difference in numbers, just pick anyone who has fought zombies and he will not be an opponent.

We can only try to make Li Yongcheng change his mind.

But this method seemed to be no less difficult than using force. When Li Longcheng was taking blood, no matter what he said, he was indifferent.

Li Longcheng looked at the bowl full of blood in front of him and had the illusion that he was holding a 'ginseng fruit'.

As long as he has this, he doesn't need to worry about getting hurt, and he can completely control others with it.

What about before? It was difficult for him to be injured, but it was also difficult to completely control the people in the city.

Although death is the bottom line for these people, when another bottom line is touched, anger may override the fear of death.

Mo Jiu's blood can lower this other bottom line infinitely.

Moreover, there is no such person as Yama who is always threatening.

Before, Yan Luo was the only person who could resist the Corpse King for Li Longcheng, and she was indispensable.

But after he really took action against Mo Jiu, he became bolder and felt that Yama was dispensable.

Unless another disaster strikes them that they cannot resist at this moment, maybe Li Yongcheng will think about Yama's goodness again.

Humans are such creatures.

In this way, Mo Jiu's blood was demanded for three days without restraint.

During this period, he had plenty of food, and he probably ate the best.

Obviously I don’t know who made the suggestion. Sufficient nutrition is needed to continuously produce blood.

But after taking three bowls of blood for three consecutive days, ordinary people would probably have suffered from a lack of blood, but Mo Jiu still seemed fine on the surface.

"Isn't this very spiritual?"

Li Longchen raised his hand and patted Mo Jiu's pale cheek, receiving a cold and weak look.

Mo Jiu also discovered that his blood seemed to be inexhaustible, and even his weight had not changed much.

But what is consumed is something indescribable.

It might be the so-called essence energy, or it might be the yang energy. In short, Mo Jiu didn't lose a drop of blood, but he was already in great pain and weakness.

Li Longcheng grabbed Mo Jiu's hand and was about to open a wound again to draw blood, but he suddenly broke free.

He whispered: "Today...can't..."

How could Li Yongcheng leave him alone?

He relied on this thing to attract superpowers who had been hiding as ordinary people, and the strength of his power was increased. Now he is confident that he can withstand another zombie wave of the same scale as last time.

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He ignored Mo Jiu, made a cut, and took the bowl to see the blood flowing out.

Wow!

Mo Jiu wanted to get up, but pulled the iron chains around his wrists and ankles. They were added the next day to prevent him from struggling and escaping.

It can be said that he did not regard him as a human being.

"I guess she is dead and will never come back. Otherwise, how could she watch you being tortured like this? Right?" Li Longchen smiled, as naturally as if he was chatting with Mo Jiu normally.

If you ignore what he is doing.

Mo Jiu exhausted the remaining strength in his body and was no longer able to struggle. He could only lie on the bed and watch the scarlet blood flow out of his palms into a bowl full.

Mo Jiu's lips were trembling: "Let me go... I will still give you so much blood every day..."

"It's too late." Li Longcheng smiled sinisterly. This is how he took blood when he let go of Mo Jiu. He also took blood like this if he didn't let go. What could he do?

What's more, he has now determined that Yama may have really died somewhere and will never come back, so he becomes even more unscrupulous.

Li Yongcheng's spine suddenly trembled, and he felt a biting chill inexplicably.

Fortunately, it was only for a moment.

"Okay, let's rest." After Li Longcheng slashed Mo Jiu's palm four times, he finally received a bowl full of blood.

Then he patted Mo Jiu's cheek out of habit, turned around and left.

Leaving Mo Jiu alone in a dark room, life would be worse than death.