You act stupid and I act crazy, let's be ancestors together

"This child looks so much like Miss Yun, she must be..."

"Uncle Kong, you go down first."

Uncle Kong was interrupted by Murong Li before he could finish his words.

Seeing Murong Li's warning look, Uncle Kong sighed secretly, glanced at the person behind him, and then retreated reluctantly.

The moment Murong Li turned around, Jiang Si and the other two were still a little nervous, fearing that he would start his conversation by claiming to be his relative.

"Why did you just say we couldn't give them such good food?"

"what?"

The three people's thoughts had already drifted away, and when they heard Murong Li say this, they were all a little confused.

Jiang Si was the first to react.

"Is it necessary to feed people like them so well? Giving them half a steamed bun is already good enough." Jiang Si looked at the full basket of steamed buns and meat soup and shook her head in disgust.

"Then what do you think we should give them to eat?" Murong Li asked humbly.

Jiang Si walked around the cell and then stopped in front of a cell where a girl was squatting in a corner, shivering with wounds all over her body and her hands on her head.

"Of course, three meals a day must be served well."

As soon as these words came out, before Murong left, the interrogator beside him became unhappy, "Didn't you just say that we shouldn't feed them so well? We usually only put out one meal, but we have to prepare three meals in the future?"

"Of course." Jiang Si's hand gently knocked on the bars of the female prisoner's cell door twice, "I'll have rice soaked in golden sauce for breakfast."

"what?"

"Lunch must have at least two dishes, a golden sauce mixed with vegetables, and as a staple food, a coarse flour steamed bread with some poison that will break your intestines and stomach but won't kill you."

"Ok?"

"As for dinner, it's better to have something good, a meat dish. Fried maggots, for example. I'm sure your dunghill in the zoo is full of them."

"Huh~"

Oh well, what a day for eating shit.

After hearing this, Fan Tong couldn't help but admire his wife. As expected, who else could do such a thing as torturing others but her? Just hearing about it made him want to die.

As soon as Jiang Si finished speaking, the prisoners in the cell became alert. They had only one idea at the moment, to cut off the tongue of the woman who spoke.

"Look, they all stood up excitedly, which means they are very satisfied with this." Jiang Si walked quickly to the middle, raised her hand and pointed at the prisoners in the cells one by one.

The prisoners all had red eyes and banged on the cell door, looking at Jiang Si with gritted teeth.

When several people heard Jiang Si's words, their mouths twitched: Are you sure they agree and don't want to tear you apart alive?

"Look at your difficult conditions. You must hire a doctor. What if anyone eats too much and becomes depressed?" Jiang Si put her hands on her hips and suggested seriously.

"This... You'll want to die just by listening to it." Murong Li's mouth twitched. He suddenly felt that he might have thought too much. There were so many similar people in the world, and she might not be that man's daughter.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Si showed a dissatisfied expression on her face, "How can you talk like that? I'm helping them get benefits."

"Are you sure?" Murong Li lost control of his emotions for a rare time and exclaimed in surprise.

"Isn't it? They could only eat one meal a day before, but I got them three meals a day and arranged a doctor for them. Isn't this considered welfare? They were beaten every day before, but now they just need to finish three meals a day. Are you not satisfied?"

Jiang Si's little face was full of confusion and grievance, and that innocent expression made it seem as if she had really done something great.

"You vicious woman, even though we are prisoners, we still have dignity and will never be insulted like this. We would rather die than surrender."

The prisoner who was being tortured by boning on the interrogation chair suddenly screamed loudly.

Soon, many voices of agreement were heard in the cell.

"Shut up and be quiet." The guards in charge of guarding the cells knocked on the cell doors with their scabbards and shouted warnings to try to quiet them down.

But it was obviously useless to do so. The prisoners were in high spirits at the moment and they could not be calmed down by just a few scoldings.

"Wow, you're screaming so loudly, you must be hungry, why don't I feed you this meal!"

Fan Tong suddenly jumped out, stood next to the interrogation chair, and looked at the prisoner with blood on his legs with anticipation.

In an instant, the entire dungeon fell silent.

"Well, you are right. This man must be hungry after being tortured for so long. Your Majesty, quickly send someone down to prepare new food. He must be fed first." Jiang Si also clapped in agreement and even gave an order to Murong Li.

Murong Li looked at the evil doctor Ma Xianglian who was hanging on the side without any injury, and then looked at the couple who were concentrating their firepower on dealing with the other black guard, and felt helpless for a moment.

Didn't he invite them here to interrogate Ma Xianglian?

But why do they have so much fun playing with other prisoners?

Murong Li was a little overwhelmed for a moment, but he still waved to Tingyu to signal him to go down and do it.

"Your Highness, if you really do this, it's too disgusting." Tingyu hesitated and did not do it immediately.

Murong Li did not reply, but just glanced at him coldly and waved to another guard. The guard did not hesitate at all and went down to carry out the order without saying a word.

When Tingyu saw this scene, he quietly stepped aside and dared not say anything.

"Kill me, if you have the guts, kill me."

The prisoner tied to the torture chair shouted excitedly and looked like he was about to break.

Jiang Si stepped forward silently and grabbed his jaw. After a crisp click, the prisoner became motionless.

"Stop making so much noise. Don't worry, I'll let them feed you later." Without the noisy voices, Jiang Si felt that the whole world was quiet.

"Don't worry, don't be anxious. I won't let you die. Even if I die, I'll make you die a well-fed ghost. There's no need to be so excited."

When Murong Li and his guards heard Jiang Si say the word "ghost", they all shut their mouths, still remembering the fate of the last person she said would be a ghost.

Compared to that person, they were already very lucky that they could at least mix it with rice and didn’t have to eat it directly.

"Um, you don't plan to continue interrogating the Evil Doctor?" Taking advantage of the moment when no one was talking, Murong Li found an opportunity to interrupt.

Hearing this, Jiang Si turned around and looked at Ma Xianglian, who was still under anesthesia. Her eyes were blurry and her mouth corners were slightly raised. She seemed to enjoy the feeling of weakness.

"Did you see her injuries?" Jiang Si asked.

"I see." Murong Li responded.

"She looks like an M. I don't want to hit her because I'm afraid she'll feel better."

When Jiang Si said this, Fan Tong and Zhang Xiaoxi both widened their eyes, and then nodded in agreement. It was not impossible.

What is "嗯木"? Why can't I understand it?

Murong Li's mind was full of question marks at this moment. He had no idea what Jiang Si was talking about. How could someone feel comfortable being beaten?