At this time, a strong man with a 8-foot-tall back and a bear-waisted waist came out of the wing room. His collar was soaked with sweat. Obviously, torture was also a laborious force. Han Fangshan's current identity naturally would not go into battle personally.

This python tiger arrived in a hurry today. It was a good torture player. It had a beard on his face and was extremely ugly. It was even ugly than the yaksha in the painting. It only looked at the face. If you didn't identify it carefully, you wouldn't know that he was a human being. I'm afraid that it would be the same as seeing a ghost when I saw it.

"Sir, what are your instructions?" Mang Hu said with a fist.

"You have been tired for a long time, so go and have a drink of water to take a break. Let him try it." Han Fangshan said with a smile.

Python Hu looked down and saw that Zhang Mu was a tender and tender child. He immediately showed a look of contempt and said, "Sir, are you kidding me?"

"Get out!" Han Fangshan raised him and said, "Don't look at him as young as he is very capable."

"Just him? If he could ask about the length, some family would take off their heads and serve as a chamber pot." When he said this, he did not forget to laugh at Zhang Mu and said, "Baby, have you been weaned?"

When Zhang Mu heard this, he sneered: "It just so happens that I still lack a chamber pot at home. Don't be reluctant to leave it later."

"Ah? Do you deserve a beating?" Mang Hu raised his fist immediately.

When Han Fangshan saw this, he kicked him up. Although he and Mang Hu were superiors and subordinates, they had a very good relationship. He said immediately: "Stop doing it, don't delay others from doing serious business."

"What serious business can he do? I still don't believe it? Baby, I'll leave the words. If you really ask for a certain length, I'll kowtow to you three times. But if you can't ask for it later, hehe, then give me ten cents of money to drink. What do you think?" Manghu laughed.

Han Fangshan knew that he was making trouble, but he thought that it might be effective to let Python Hu provoke him, so he said, "Okay, I'll just make a notarization."

"Your Madam doesn't need to be a little bit too much. I can only take it out, but Lord Python Tiger can't afford it." Zhang Mu Xiaoao.

Manghu thought he was afraid, so he said proudly: "Boy, you are quite tactful. It seems that some family has wine to drink."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Mu sneered: "I don't lack anything in my house, just a chamber pot. Lord Python Hu, don't refuse to admit it for a while." When he said this, Zhang Mu pushed open the door and went in.

"Look at his arrogance, Guazi!" He turned around and asked again, "Sir, what does he mean?"

"Idiot, people look down on you three hottou and insist on using your head as a chamber pot." Han Fangshan smiled helplessly.

Then Python Hu suddenly realized it and said angrily: "I can't ask later, I'll deal with you."

Han Fangshan hurriedly pulled him towards one side room.

When Zhang Mu heard that there was no movement outside, he couldn't help but smile, looked up and looked around the room.

This is an ordinary wing room, but there is no furniture inside. There is a water tank and a charcoal basin on the ground. There is a red-burned soldering iron in the charcoal basin, and a short whip of rolls and iron wire in the water tank.

There was also a half-person box on the ground. Zhang Mu walked over and took a look. There were several layers in the box, with various torture tools stained with blood, such as steel needles for nailing fingers, pliers for pulling fingers, and even a black iron brush. It is probably the legendary thing that burns red and brushes human flesh.

It really makes people feel numb when they look at it. The Jinyiwei's methods are really not worthy of being a false reputation.

Zhang Mu looked up and saw Zhang Chi tied to the pillar in the center of the room. His body was mottled with blood and flesh, which made people shocked.

At this moment, he tilted his head, the cold water and blood on his body flowed to the ground, and there was a pool of bright red under his feet. Yesterday, he had fought fiercely, and he lost half of his arm, and now he was simply bandaged, and the blood was still oozing out at this moment.

His face was very pale, his face was covered with scars, his gray hair was scattered, and he was tied there when he was dying, as if he would die at any time.

Even though Zhang Mu was so tough, he couldn't help but feel a little sad when he saw this. So he picked up the kettle on the table and walked to him, put the spout in his mouth, and Zhang Chi immediately started drinking it in big mouthfuls.

Perhaps after drinking a few sips of water, I became energetic, and opened my turbid eyes. Seeing Zhang Chi, my eyes were full of fierce light, and I immediately struggled violently and said angrily: "I killed you, I want to kill you..."

Zhang Mu looked at him coldly, put down the teapot, dragged it over to a chair and sat down to see him tossing and struggling. It was not until Zhang Chi was exhausted that he escaped from his arms and put it on the table.

"You must have seen this thing?" Zhang Mu asked with his head raised.

Zhang Chi took a look and found that it was Zhang Ran’s waist card. He personally put Zhang Ran’s official clothes, official seals and waist card into Zhang Ran’s coffin. He naturally saw it.

"Your father killed me, and I don't want to kill him, but he knows too much. If you want to avenge your father, just kill me now." Zhang Chi said dejectedly.

"I heard from the old housekeeper in the mansion that when you were young, the mansion was not favored, but my father really treated you as a brother. If the children from other rooms bullied you, my father would help you stand up. Grandpa was not allowed to eat, and my father secretly delivered food to you. This is your martial arts, which was also taught to you by my father, right?"

"Hahahaha, let's talk about these useless things. My biggest mistake in my life is that I didn't kill you. Otherwise, why did it fall to this point!" Zhang Chi's eyes were red, and his forehead burst out, and he roared at Zhang Mu.

"Actually, I am very grateful to my father for treating you well back then, so you, who have always been cruel and ruthless, saw me crazy and stupid, and thought about my father's kindness and guilt. I didn't kill me at that time, right?" Zhang Mu asked with his head up.

When Zhang Chi heard this, he looked at Zhang Mu quietly and said, "You are indeed smart. I really underestimated you. It seems that the damn old housekeeper has told you a lot of secrets."

"Yes, I can live to this day. The first thing I can do is to thank my father for planting good causes and getting good results. The second thing I need to be grateful is the elderly butler. If it weren't for his words, I might have become a fool.

Actually, I gave you a chance the day when Aunt Zhou died. Unfortunately, you actually encouraged that idiot Zhang Ao to kill me. It was your own fault to end today." Zhang Mu said calmly.

"You are responsible for your own fault? You never knew my pain? I have been desperate for life and wanted to live like a person. Now everything I have worked hard to manage has been ruined by you!

You don’t have these sweet words and tell you the truth. I can’t say anything, even if I die, I won’t satisfy you. If you kill me today, sooner or later someone will avenge me. I will watch the day when the whole family of your Zhang Mansion was cut off from the ground and watch you go to ashes." Zhang Chi said angrily.

"Uncle II, this is the last time I called you Uncle II. Actually, I was not ready to interrogate you when I came in because I was not interested in your affairs. Besides, just check where the money you earned over the years has flowed to, you can know who your backstage is. I am too lazy to work with you. I just want to tell you something so that you can die with your eyes open." Zhang Mu smiled faintly.

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Chapter completed!