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Chapter 128 Torture

When Zhao Zhuo and Shen Chan came back from the laboratory that day, they killed five federal soldiers. Zhao Zhuo killed two and Chen Chan killed three. Although the two quickly fled the scene afterwards and had not been brought to the Governor's Office in the past few days, it at least means that the two people have not been exposed. But now that the other party can block him here, it only means that the other party really knows who killed those federal soldiers.

Killing two federal soldiers is a very serious crime to put such a crime outside in the high-level areas, not to mention that it is a place where people do not take human lives seriously. Zhao Zhuo did not believe that he could save his life by relying on the small conditions of "Chen Chan's whereabouts" - the army has always been a place where power is emphasized, and there is no other way to negotiate with power except with fists.

The federal soldier didn't expect that Zhao Zhuo could see through his thoughts at once. After being stunned, he shook his head: "If you don't say it, you have to die."

He pulled the trigger.

But Zhao Zhuo had already moved the previous second.

He quickly lowered his head and dodged the muzzle, rushed out like a female cheetah, hugged the other party's waist with both hands and knocked him towards the several federal soldiers behind him. The explosive power was very strong at this moment. The federal soldiers were well-trained, but they were still not as fast as Zhao Zhuo's reaction. He was immediately hit by the boy. A crack appeared in the encirclement organized by the soldiers. Zhao Zhuo rushed out of the crack without hesitation and rushed towards the corner of the alley.

His personal combat power was already good, otherwise he would not have passed the hurdle and reached the 40-square-meter area of ​​the capsule gambling game. Although most of this was credited by the beast and the metal disc, he could not deny the boy's strength in personal strength. After he quickly broke the siege, he did not even look at Yue Jing who was sitting on the ground and staring at the dazed side, and rushed towards the entrance of the alley. The eighth clock area is a trading area, and the people coming and going here are poor people from other clock areas, and there is no household registration in the muddy area, so as long as he is integrated into these people coming and going, let alone the Governor's Office in the Muddy Area, even if the "Dragon Pusher" organization that is actually in charge of the underground world of Muddy Area, you can't find someone easily.

Seeing Zhao Zhuo breaking through the siege of the federal soldiers and rushing out of the alleyway, an arm like iron suddenly stretched out from the slanting thorn and hit the boy's neck heavily. Zhao Zhuo let out a muffled groan, almost suffocating by the sudden impact. He fell to the ground with a resentment, his eyes flashed and dizzy, and the sky turned around. He was grabbed from the ground in a daze, and then punched him hard on his lower abdomen.

A violent and painful cough came from the boy's mouth. The owner of the iron arm that appeared in front of him was a tall and heroic federal officer. Under the specially made beret, the officer's face was cold, as if he was looking at a dead person: "Boy, tell me where Chen Chan is! I can give you a happy way to die. Otherwise, I have a thousand ways to make you live worse than death."

The suffocation gradually disappeared, and the breathing became smoother again, but the pain in the throat was still as if it was about to break. Zhao Zhuo gasped and looked at the gradually clear face in front of him, feeling the strength coming from the other person, and after thrusting the snot that was left unconsciously due to the severe pain, he grinned stubbornly: "It's better to die than to die, but the result is almost the same. Why did I harm others for that pleasure? A thousand ways? If you can let me taste it all, it's worth a try."

The officer frowned and looked at Zhao Zhuo, a little surprised by the boy's toughness: "When did such a hard bone appear in the muddy area?"

"About 18 years ago." Zhao Zhuo replied with a smile.

"Very good. I want to see if you are really that hard!" Nodded, the officer suddenly took out a few small pushpin-like things from his military pocket, and pinched them in front of Zhao Zhuo: "These portable nails are used to deal with prisoners. They will flow with blood in your body, and at the same time emit a weak current to stimulate nerve sensitivity. Later, you can clearly feel the shape, size and even the state of travel in your body. In addition to being a little more painful, it feels actually quite wonderful."

In Zhao Zhuo's stubborn eyes, the officer grinned and slapped a carry-on nail into Zhao Zhuo's body. Amid the heart-wrenching screams, Zhao Zhuo really felt the nail-like things flowing with blood in his body. Every moment and every second, he screamed as if he was in a fireworks stove. The things in his blood vessels were like scorching hot hearthstones, which made people almost faint.

On the other side of the alley not far away, Yue Jing hid behind a stone platform with a pale face, looking at Zhao Zhuo surrounded by nearly twenty federal soldiers, and listening to the boy's heart-wrenching scream, he was frightened. On several occasions, he wanted to rush out to stop those people, and even thought about showing his identity to stop the other party. However, Zhao Zhuo's occasionally glance at him made him hesitate. The boy clearly expressed his meaning in his firm eyes: Say less, look more, and don't worry about other people's business!

Yue Jing is a member of the Book School and has a great status in the class area. Even if he talks with the Governor of the Mud Ruins, he has some say. So if he shows his identity, the federal soldiers in front of him will definitely not dare to do anything to him. It is easy to protect Zhao Zhuo. However, the Book School wants to be neutral and rarely participate in the affairs of the Benevolent Sect and the Military Sect. Secondly, he doesn't know where Zhao Zhuo and even Shen Chan offended the Sect, which will cause such a big move by the other party. More importantly, it is because he is in the Mud Ruins. According to the laboratory regulations, they are forbidden to step into the market of the Mud Ruins. If they are exposed at this time, they will inevitably be left behind and the Governor of the Mud Ruins. This hidden danger may make him extremely embarrassed at some point in the future.

Feeling Zhao Zhuo's gaze, Yue Jing resisted the idea of ​​saving people and hid there and watched the torture over there.

He looked at the side face of the federal officer with a beret and felt a little familiar. He just couldn't remember where he had seen the other person. But he was sure of one thing: this person was not from the Governor's Office in the Mud Zone! He had at least seen the other person in the class area!
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