A dark light flashed across Su Zhi's eyebrows and eyes: "It is not difficult for the Prime Minister to find out this group of riots. Now they want to hurry to save people, but they are simply afraid that we will get the roster from the prisoners first. This is a good opportunity to lead the snake out of the hole."

Gui Song stopped and looked back at him with interest: "What do you mean?"

"We can use our tricks, release fake news, let their eyes and ears convey information, and then fall into the trap."

Gui Song understood: "Do you want to use Yao Quan and Zuo Jingpeng as bait?"

"Not bad." Su Zhi said confidently and calmly, "In a few days, the Great Heat will be. According to the convention, the people in the city will hold temple fairs to drive away the heat and avoid the plague at night, so we will choose that day to act."

Gui Song, Guo Feng, Qi Lu all focused on it and listened to him to say it in detail.

"At that time, Qi Lu will lead the team to escort the prisoners to the Ministry of Justice. I will ambush the dark place. Once they come to rescue people, I will stalk the cicadas and orioles behind me." Su Zhi and Qi Lu met with each other and turned to Guo Feng, "Mr. Guo will split into two groups that night. You are responsible for getting the roster. Let's discuss the route."

The atmosphere fell into a stagnation, and Gui Song finally acquiesced to his plan, but looked at him deeply: "When it comes to the roster, are you sure you can get it?"

"Pry open their mouths." Su Zhi paused coldly, and the corners of his lips curled up sinisterly, "It's not difficult."

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A tragic wailing sound came from the torture room. Yao Quan was locked in a dark cell with handcuffs and shackles. Through the wooden fence, you could see the new torture device that had just been delivered-

Zuo Jingpeng was forced to lie flat on a wooden table, his hands and feet separated, tied them to two racks with a strong hemp rope, and a jailer standing on the left and right. They pulled the handles on the torture instrument, and the two racks turned in the opposite direction, causing the ropes that tied Zuo Jingpeng's hands and feet to tighten bit by bit, thus stretching his limbs, making people slowly suffer, the ligaments were gradually pulled to the limit, the bones were on the verge of dislocating, and the skin and muscles all over their body seemed to be torn.

This "limb punishment" almost slowed down the punishment of the car splitting, focusing on allowing prisoners to experience the process of being dismembered by five horses over a long period of time.

This punishment does not show any obvious injury, does not see blood, and does not look painful, but the pain the prisoner suffers is deeply rooted in the bone marrow and is unbearable, because the strength can be adjusted according to the prisoner's performance and tolerance, so that people suffer torture but difficult to die. It is especially suitable for torture those stubborn prisoners. The prisoner does not have any effort, but it can make life worse than death if he is punished.

"You know what we want."

A low and cold voice came, Zuo Jingpeng raised his head weakly and looked at the sound source. Yao Quan also stared at his eyes urgently, wanting to look carefully.

It was a tall man in black, wearing a half mask on his face, standing next to the torture instrument like a ghost, admiring Zuo Jingpeng's torture: "I have countless tortures in Hongmengque, and I can make people live and die, and I guarantee you have never seen it."

Yao Quan was shocked, Hongmengque? This evil and evil man came from Hongmengque?

Su Zhi naturally deliberately showed Zuo Jingpeng to Yao Quan and told him to Yao Quan, with his eyes cold and bright: "If you say it, you don't have to suffer this kind of pain anymore."

"Kill me! Kill me!" Zuo Jingpeng couldn't bear it, and was sweating profusely. His veins bulged, his eyes widened, and he screamed at the top of his lungs and wanted to have fun.

"If you don't say what we want, I won't let you die."
Chapter completed!