"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

…

The sound of whipping sounded from the depths of the prison, one after another, and it seemed that you could still hear the sound of flesh and blood being ripped apart.

"Humph! You are so stubborn! See if I don't pry your mouth open!"

A harsh voice resounded throughout the depths of the prison. A warder severely beat a man in front of him who was breathless, his hands were tied, and he was hanging in the air. The blood on his body flowed along His toes slightly touched the ground, and the water flowed onto the damp, black ground. Looking carefully, the black dirt on the ground was actually blood that had condensed together after an unknown amount of time.

Bang, the warder whipped the man again and hit him hard.

The man's lips were tightly closed and he didn't say a word. His eyes were lowered without any movement.

"Chen Zhengche, you still don't plead guilty? I advise you to think carefully, but I remember... you seem to have a younger brother."

Suddenly, a vicious voice came into Chen Zhengche's ears.

Suddenly, Chen Zhengche's body shook violently, a light flashed in his eyes, he slowly raised his blood-stained face, endured the bursts of pain from his body, and finally spoke: "Don't...touch me... …younger brother……"

Every time Chen Zhengche spoke a word, a trace of blood flowed out from the movements of his lips. His face, which was originally as pale as paper, suddenly became a little pale again.

"If you want him to live well, just sign it for me!"

Deep in the darkness, the voice snorted coldly. Then, a thin piece of paper was thrown out of the darkness and stayed in the void in front of Chen Zhengche, motionless, as if the paper was already there.

Although Chen Zhengche's eyes were blurry, he could clearly see the words on the piece of paper, the indictment!

"Snapped!"

A force suddenly wrapped around the rope that tied Chen Zhengche's hands, and the rope exploded.

"Chen Zhengche, you are dead anyway, do you want to drag your brother to die with you?"

A look of pain flashed in Chen Zhengche's eyes.

Chen Zhengche had no support and slid to sit on the wet ground. And the piece of paper followed Chen Zhengche's movements and fell in front of him. Chen Zhengche's hands kept shaking, and a smile that resembled that of Chen Shaojun flashed in his mind.

.Finally, I made up my mind, breathed a long sigh of relief, and murmured in a hoarse voice:

"Brother..., live well..."

He raised his weak right hand and without hesitation, he stretched out towards the sheet of charges.

I don't know how long it took, but the incriminating sheet, full of the smell of blood and stamped with bloody fingerprints, appeared on the desk of the Prime Minister of Dali Temple.

"Master Zhou, Chen Zhengche pleads guilty!"

"Very good. With this confession, this matter has been settled."

In front of the desk, a burly figure looked at the indictment in front of him, with a satisfied smile on his lips:

"When someone comes, I will write to the court immediately, and Chen Zhengche will be executed in five days!"
Chapter completed!