The Boss Behind The Game

Chapter 430 The Lord Bless You (Third, Ask for a Monthly Ticket)

"The donor, you can't do it!" Yuan Fang was frightened when he heard Tu Yao's imprisonment.

Although his physical body is extremely powerful, he can't resist against house arrest.

"Why, will you be afraid?" Seeing Yuan Fang's gesture at the moment, a smile appeared in Tu Yao's look, and he couldn't help saying.

"Door Tu Yao, I think you still kill the little monk!" Yuan Fang tried to persuade.

"I know you are not afraid of death, and I also know that you have the ability to resurrect and hurt feedback, so I will not kill you!" Then, Tu Yao grinned, dropped Yuan Fang on the ground, and then said to the soldiers around him:

"Bring him to the prisoner's camp and imprison him!"

Upon hearing Tu Yao's order, the two guards approached immediately, elevating Yuan Fang from the ground, and dragging towards the back of the camp.

"Door Tu Yao, the little monk disagrees. I came here to be beaten, not to be imprisoned!" Yuan Fang began to yell.

Looking at the Yuanfang that was going away, Tu Yao could not help spitting.

But the tense nerve finally relaxed at this moment.

This week, he felt really exhausted.

This exhaustion does not come from the physical body, but from the spiritual level. He feels that this bald man almost destroyed his spirit, which is too difficult.

Fortunately, at this moment, he had been taken into prison and finally released.

Thinking of this, Tu Yao had a rare smile on his face.

...

Behind the Tianfu Pit of Hades, the army was imprisoned.

This place of imprisonment is a tradition in the Jiuyao Army, used to torture and imprison the enemy.

However, in Beiqi, they couldn't catch the prisoners they wanted, and the prison places they set up were basically idle.

At this time it was night, a cluster of bonfires were burning in the captivity, and an old man with a body in a jiuyao uniform was sitting in front of the campfire in a daze.

At this time, two guards arrived in Yuanfang.

However, the two guards did not say anything to the old man in front of the bonfire, but drove Yuan Fang to a prison, then opened the door and threw it in.

"Donor, don't do this!" Yuan Fang sat down on the ground, then quickly got up, trying to persuade.

"You continue to be resurrected!" Looking at Yuanfang, the two guards smiled at each other, then turned away.

But as he passed by the old man, a guard suddenly said:

"Old devil, don't blame us for not reminding you, don't touch him!"

Leaving this, the two left quickly.

Upon hearing this, the old man slowly opened his cloudy eyes, then cast his gaze on the round side, and couldn't help laughing.

"Open the door, the little monk is going out!" Realizing that he was really imprisoned, Yuan Fang couldn't help panic.

After playing a multi-week battle online, he also knows that if he does not die, the resurrection online will still be here.

Thinking of this, he clenched his fists in both hands and slammed it **** the iron railing of the prison.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

After a seemingly fierce smash, Yuan Fang retracted the weak fist and squatted silently.

Deadly weakness, no harm!

After a moment of silence, Yuan Fang suddenly turned his head and bumped against the wall of the prison.

"Boom!"

The game cue sounded.

[Game reminder, the damage is less than 500 points, and the damage is saved. Because this damage is made by the player himself, no damage feedback is possible! 】

At this moment, Yuan Fang is about to close himself, and feels like he's finished!

"Little bald head, do you think of it?" At this moment, the old man sitting in front of the campfire grinned, and his brown teeth were suddenly exposed.

"This old donor, are you going to let the little monk out?" Yuan Fang suddenly had a spirit.

"No, I just want to torture you." When the old man said these words lightly, but his eyes couldn't restrain the excitement.

He was called "old demon" by the guards here for a natural reason.

Because he likes to torture prisoners, he has also developed 72 extremely painful torture methods, which is why he was named the old devil.

Only recently, after he was sent to Beiqi, there were no prisoners to torture him at all. During this time, the old devil felt that he was a little bit bad.

Although the guards gave warnings before leaving, the old devil ignored them.

He acknowledged even if he was punished.

Tortured prisoners is his hobby, and he has half his life left, even if he is dead.

Thinking of this, the old demon stood up, walked to the prison step by step, looked at Yuan Fang and began to examine.

"The fine-skinned and tender meat should not be able to withstand much torture, so start from the lightest, oh!" Said the old devil with a pleasant face.

Yuan Fang was stunned, he didn't expect the old devil to want to torture him.

Suddenly, his panic faded.

As a rough-skinned man, he was never afraid of beatings, not tortures, and he was under house arrest.

The more violent the storm is, the better!

Thinking of this, Yuan Fang couldn't help but say, "Old donor, do you really want to torture me?"

"Yes, aren't you afraid?" The old devil grinned, waiting for fear to appear on Yuan Fang's face.

"Uh ... donor, to be honest, the little monk is not afraid, but he has some expectations, after all, he has increased his proficiency!" Yuan Fang answered honestly.

Upon hearing this, the old demon's expression freezes instantly.

What he expected most of the torture was the sorrow, screams, and despair of the prisoner, which made him feel very annoyed.

"Little bald head, I hope you can say this again after a while!" The old devil stared fiercely.

After that, he turned and left.

A moment later, when the old demon arrived again, he had a black rope in his hand, and he had many strange tools on his body.

When he came to the prison door again, the old devil threw the rope onto the round square, and the black rope trembled like a snake, quickly wrapped around the round square, connecting his limbs with the iron pillars around the cell, and tightly He was bound and hung half a meter off the ground.

"What are you going to do?" Yuan Fang asked curiously.

"Well, you'll know after a while. Remember to scream louder to make me happy." After that, the old devil pulled out a bunch of keys from his waist, opened the prison door, and walked away. Go in.

When he came to the monk, the old devil sneered and lowered his head, glancing at the tools hanging on him, as if making a choice.

Finally the old devil picked a tool similar to pliers and took it off.

Click! Click!

After trying it together, the old devil nodded with satisfaction.

"Afraid now?" The old demon asked again.

"It's okay, it just feels like this thing has no power, otherwise you let Tu Yao come over and torture me?" The monk said earnestly.

"Huh, there are many prisoners tortured by my old devil. Many of you are as hard-mouthed as you are. Unfortunately, they will finally kneel and ask for mercy. Unfortunately, I didn't let a single one go, hahaha. Thinking of the past, the old devil Could not help grinning, his face full of contentment.

But Yuan Fang was perfunctory with a boring look:

"Okay, okay, as long as the donor is happy."

Yuan Fang's attitude really annoyed the old devil. He immediately raised the pliers, opened the monk's mouth with his left hand, and clamped one of his front teeth with the pliers.

"Little bald head, then all your teeth are stripped first, but don't be able to bear this pain!" Then, the old devil couldn't help but get excited, and put a hand in his hand.

"Ka!"

"Woohoo ~!"

At this moment, the old devil suddenly released his hand holding the pliers and covered his mouth, but the blood still slipped through the gap between the fingers.

The old devil sobbed in pain, then slowly opened his hand, and suddenly found that a scorched brown front tooth was lying in the middle of the palm.

Yuan Fang was not surprised at this point.

After all, using this tool to extract teeth, the attack naturally did not reach 500 points of damage, and even his defense could not be broken. How could the teeth be pulled out?

Looking at the proficiency, he found that the increase was almost zero, and Yuan Fang suddenly said with an uninteresting expression:

"Donor, are you okay?"

"Ahhhhh!" The old devil looked up in horror, exposing a row of teeth missing his incisors, and looked extremely miserable.

"This ... what's going on, how did you do it?"

"The donor, the little monk doesn't know, don't try again?" The monk immediately denied it.

"Little bald head, don't think I can't heal you!" The old devil looked at Yuan Fang angrily, his eyes seemed to spit fire.

He picked up the pliers from the ground again, and then reached for the round index finger nails!

"Break me!"

"Ah ...!" The old demon screamed again, his index finger nails were detached, and blood splattered.

Seeing this scene of Yuan Fang look indifferent, thought for a while, and suddenly screamed.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts!"

In order to let the old demon continue to torture himself, Yuan Fang decided to show his ability to sell misery.

Yuan Fang is extremely skilled in screaming. After all, he has been trained, and his voice has directly overshadowed the old devil.

The old devil trembled and looked at the hand with broken nails. When he looked at Yuanfang again, his expression became extremely frightened.

"Ahhh! It hurts, it hurts!" Yuan Fang continued to mourn.

After a while, it was found that there was no movement around, Yuan Fang stopped screaming suddenly, turned his head and found that the jail door had been closed, and the old demon was standing outside, looking at himself with a vicious look.

"amount……"

"Old donor, don't you continue?" Yuan Fang asked with expectation.

The old devil didn't speak, covered his hands, stared at Yuan Fang, seeing that Yuan Fang was a little embarrassed.

"Old donor, it was just an accident. I am very painful. Why don't you try again?" Yuan Fang said in a way that I thought was OK.

"Little bald head, do you really think I can't help you?" The old devil said fiercely.

"Oh Mito Buddha, Lord Buddha bless you!" Yuan Fang said immediately.

After staring at the round square again ~ www.readwn.com ~ The old devil turned and left. When he came back a moment later, the injured finger had scabbed, a layer of green powder was applied on it, and bursts of medicine came.

"Old donor, are you okay!" Yuan Fang asked immediately.

"Little bald head, see what I brought to you." The old devil took out a can, opened the lid, and suddenly exposed the dense and twisting poisonous insects inside!

The round probe couldn't help but see the scene inside the jar.

"Oh, these poisonous insects are carefully cultivated by me. Although they are not very toxic, they will definitely make you unbearable!" Then, the old devil's face showed a grudge look.

Hearing this, the round aspect is strange, after thinking about it, he said:

"Old donor, Lord Buddha really wants to bless you this time! Yuan Fang said sincerely.

The third update is complete, and the 10,000-word update is complete.

(End of this chapter)