Sell Evil

Chapter 8 The Butcher's Greetings

Blood cricket was escorted into the interrogation room by prison guards, put on handcuffs and fetters, and under the chair where he was sitting, there was a lock to secure the fetters, which also came in handy at this moment-good-looking novel:. This chapter is provided for you.] With all this in place, the guards retired outside the interrogation room.

After a while, a middle-aged man in his forties came in. This man was tall and thin, with thick eyebrows and stiff expression. He was wearing a weird dark blue uniform with a high neckline, but the rest was cut out like The gown is so inconvenient to move with this kind of clothes. The only logo on the whole suit is right at the neckline, with the word "n" printed on it.

"Xue Yun, you finally sat in front of me. When I heard that you were arrested, I was looking forward to meeting you." The man said, and walked to the seat across the table, and He Xun Sit face to face.

"If you want to come to Duaner storytelling, you should stand and say." Xue Yan said.

The man pretended not to hear, and said to himself: "Introduce yourself first, my name is Ed méng. Lee, belonging to n, and some people call me a 'butcher'."

Xue Yan said: "So, Brother Butcher, are you here to take over the job of the torture officer, or to take over Francis? I hear your nickname, it seems that the former may be larger."

The butcher laughed, and when he opened his mouth, lù gave out a yellow tooth. His elbows on both hands were on the table, and his fingers were in front of his chin. "Francis left on the fifteenth day, which was yesterday's floating day. On Hell Island, it may be that eas feels that his work has not progressed, so he no longer spends time. "He moved his upper body forward a little," As for your torture officer, he also left the island yesterday and is treating you. After a month of torture, he offered to take a break for half a year to take a break and go to see a psychiatrist by the way ... Hehe, exactly as I originally expected, you are simply the incarnation of Satan-good-looking novel: .3∴ "

Bloody cocked his neck, tilted his head slightly, and said in a calm, steady tone, "And your bad breath is like Satan's fart, can you speak away from me?"

The butcher was not angry, and leaned on the back: "I'm not here to take over anybody's work. What the torture officer wants to know is the information in your mind; what eas wants to study is your ability itself; I told them Not the same. I am a scientist. I will not try to communicate with the beasts to obtain information. I will use my own methods and scientific experiments to obtain the data I want. "

"Oh? It sounds like you and I are in the same circle." Xueyi said, to say * experiment, he called the second, I am afraid no one in the world dare to call the first.

"Hehehe ... It's interesting, you can't see the slightest fear in your eyes. I have never seen such a situation. You are a perfect experiment." The butcher laughed more and more.

Xue Yan said, "You are also the best material for the experiment. I have many new ideas, and I have the opportunity to realize it in you."

"You are already a prisoner under the cháo Xi prison, I'm afraid I won't have the opportunity to do that kind of thing in my life." Butcher said.

"Are you sure?" The corner of Xue's mouth evoked a cold smile.

In a very brief moment, the butcher felt fear, and he didn't know why he was afraid. It was obviously impossible to realize the words in the blood, but his expression and tone showed confidence.

"Are you afraid of this? It doesn't look too much worth looking forward to," Xue Yan said again.

"What are you talking about ..." The butcher's body is all patchy, and his facial expressions are very rigid. If you don't deliberately make all kinds of moods, anger, sorrows, you can't see it on his face. What a subtle expression changes.

At this moment, the blood martyrdom broke the butcher's inner fear, which was absolutely unexpected for the other party.

"That's it ... you really aren't an ordinary capable person. In the mist of God, you can still have some strength." Butcher said: "Hehe ... hehehehe ..." He twisted out a smile, then suddenly Overwhelmed: "Prisoner!"

Mén was opened, and the guard came in and saluted him.

"I just came to say hello today, look at the condition of the experimental products, and wait for my experimental equipment at the headquarters to come over and prepare the laboratory, and we can start ... Huh ... ha ha ha ... ha ha ha ha! "He left the interrogation room with a smile.

The blood cricket also felt very funny, because the butcher laughed like a silly villain often used in black and white movies, and he hadn't had the chance to hear it for many years.

Xue Yan knew clearly that the butcher's smile was to conceal his guilty conscience. It was presumed that the delivery of experimental equipment had not been completed but one of the reasons that he could not carry out the experiment. What really prevented him from doing so was probably due to pressure from the upper empire. Maybe it's the warden, maybe eas, maybe the tea fairy, or some force that I don't know yet.

Things like this, the blood 枭 also do not bother to take care of it, only the anecdotes of party disputes in various regions and factions in hl can make him the leader, he does not care about breaking politics, so it is impossible to imagine the prisoners of cháo Xi prison What meaning does the Empire seem to have.

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This is the morning of the 16th. Zuo Dao is working in the laundry room at this moment. He is in a different detention area from Xueyi, and Xueyi has never been to the laundry room, even if he was squeezed by mén after that day. For reasons like that, I suddenly thought of going there, and they might not be allocated in the same laundry room as Zuo Dao.

The most tragic reminder is that Zuo Dao made a huge determination to come in to cooperate with the **** jailbreak, but Xueyue still does not know who the person from Tianyi will be. He is still wondering. It has been a month. Should I not? Maybe he was fooled by that kid? But he couldn't feel the feeling of lying at that time ... What happened outside that made his plan fail?

Here, I want to say that the furthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death; it is not that I stand in front of you, but you do not know that I love you; nor do we love each other, but we cannot be together. I believe that in some parallel space, Supreme and Zixia will be together. So none of the above problems exist.

The furthest distance in the world is that there are two people held in different places, and their sentences are all life imprisonment.

Fortunately, Zuodao now joins an organization that has the opportunity to contact other detainees. Anyway, the number of detainees in each detention zone is less than one hundred people. This is certain. The laundry gang is used to inquire about the location of the bloodbath. The probability of success is much higher than waiting for a random detention zone change to make the two meet.

Although the number of areas in cháo Xi prison is unknown, but by looking at the floating area on this island, UU readings can never exceed one thousand www.uukanshu.com? If it really exceeds that, it can only indicate that the shape of Hell Island is like a dangled sea **** needle, straight into the sea floor, otherwise there may not be so much space.

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After meeting with the butcher, the prison guards released the **** handcuffs and fetters and returned them to the detention area. Because it was already free time, the prison guards would no longer care about him after entering the detention area.

"Blood puppet." An old man came to sit next to Xue puppet and called him, "Did he be asked to be tortured again?"

Xueyi glanced at him: "That's right." He didn't want to explain more.

The old man said again, "You still seem to be fine."

"Be silent, start today's content."

The old man laughed: "Well ... where did you say yesterday, oh, remember, use energy to make the power run counter ..."

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