Chapter 1364 Cut Off the Tongue and Gouge Out the Eyes

Fu Zheng didn't bother anymore, he cut off the man's tendons and hamstrings directly with a dagger, and then stuffed it into his mouth with a cloth ball, suppressing the painful howl back into his stomach.

Fu Zheng came to another man in black with a dagger and asked, "Are you talking obediently, or do you want to be like him?"

Faced with such a threat, as long as it is a normal person, it is impossible not to be afraid.

Because they know, clearly know, even if they are cut in a thousand pieces, the boss will never come to save them.

In the hands of these people, there is only one fate.

"If I say so, can you give me a happy death?"

Fu Zheng nodded: "Of course, you can die any way you want, but you have to tell the truth first. If you let me know that you lied, I will make you even worse than your partner."

"I think you must have eaten it, cut off people's hands and feet, cut off their tongues and gouged out their eyes, and then soaked them in a wine jar, and soaked in a wine jar for the rest of their lives—"

Before Fu Zheng finished speaking, the man was so frightened that he almost lost his urine and feces, and interrupted Fu Zheng's words repeatedly: "I said, I said, I said, please, give me a treat."

Fu Zheng snorted coldly, "Why don't you tell me soon?"

"We are from the White Tiger Gang, and our boss asked us to come."

Fu Zheng asked, "Do you know who we are?"

The man in black nodded: "Yes, I said that you are high-ranking officials from the capital city, and that you have offended the powerful and will deal with you here."

"So, you White Tiger Gang are only doing things with money?" The man in black nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, we are doing things with money."

Fu Zheng asked again, "What did your boss order?"

The man in black said, "Say, say—it doesn't matter if you live or die, as long as you kill the eldest among you, you will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver."

Fu Zheng looked sideways at Chu Yan.

Chu Yan slowly put down the tea cup, with a nonchalant expression on his face, "I want to see who is killing me."

Fu Zheng threw the dagger in his hand in front of the man in black and said, "Two ways for you. One, kill yourself, and two, kill your companion and take us to your so-called boss. After the matter is completed, You can be free."

Not surprisingly, the man chose the second.

No one wants to die, no one is not afraid of death.

Only when there is no choice will one choose to die. As long as there is still a choice, who would want to die?

When you die, it's like the lights go out, and there's nothing left.

Only by living can there be hope and the possibility of everything.

That night, Fu Zheng went out with a few Long Wei and came back with a large sack.

There was no light in the room, and even if the sack was untied, the people inside did not see the light again.

Fu Zheng kicked the man's side waist and asked, "Tell me, who is behind the instructions?"

The guy didn't make a sound, and Fu Zheng raised his knife and fell, and one arm was chopped off.

In order to prevent him from making the scream of killing pigs, a piece of cloth was stuffed into his mouth in time.

Fu Zheng squatted beside him, and the gloomy voice seemed to be a cold blade, constantly brushing his neck.

"If you don't say it again, I'll break your other arm."

There was no light in the house, and the cool moonlight came in from the window. Although I couldn't see the faces of people, I could see the daggers and long knives that were gleaming.

Such a sharp long knife could easily cut off his neck.

But he also knew in his heart that if he didn't open his mouth, he wouldn't be able to die if he wanted to, he would only be tortured.

Enduring the severe pain, he nodded desperately and kept nodding.