Soul swap tyrant always wants to have a baby

An Sanshi was very obedient. He dug out the beads from that person's eyes with his bare hands and stuffed them into another person's mouth. Then he controlled the person's jaw with both hands and chewed the beads into pieces.

Leng Qingyi seemed to hear the sound of the beads bursting in his mouth through the prison door.

The screams mixed with the retching sounds in the dungeon made the already dark dungeon even more eerie.

One of the assassins who saw this scene couldn't stand it anymore and said to Leng Qing: "What do you want to know? I'll tell you."

That's right, since these people were arrested yesterday, they have been tortured and no one has interrogated them at all.

"Don't be impatient. Cut off his head and put it in his mouth."

The assassin who had just had his eye gouged out suddenly had a piece of warm meat stuffed into his mouth. The next moment he reacted, he wanted to spit out the contents of his mouth.

An San would never give him this opportunity. He used the same method to make him chew the nipple, then he pushed his knee into his stomach and swallowed it.

When he realized what happened in his mouth, he also started to feel dry mouth.

"Hold it back, or I don't mind letting you taste other parts of it."

Upon hearing this, the two assassins immediately suppressed the urge to vomit and looked in horror at the man wearing a black robe embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon.

The man's noble eyebrows and eyes were tinged with a smile. Putting aside the environment, his gentle eyebrows and eyes would make people mistakenly think that he was a gentle and elegant gentleman.

But in this eerie dungeon, that smile seemed particularly terrifying. The whole person looked like a mandala blooming in hell, beautiful but deadly.

"Next, I will ask you questions. Each question is limited to two people. Whoever speaks first gets the answer. If you don't answer or your answer doesn't satisfy me, then congratulations! You will be rewarded with a piece of meat from a random part of your body."

Looking at the five people with different expressions, he remained calm.

"First question, what is your mission?"

"Assassinate the Emperor."

"Kill you."

"Okay, the three people who haven't spoken yet, start."

An San seemed to be able to understand Leng Qingyi's meaning directly. He randomly sliced ​​meat from the three people and then repeated the previous steps to feed them to the three people.

"Second question, tell us the full content of your mission."

"The first priority is to assassinate you."

"If you can't kill her, then cooperate with Yepin to put on a show."

"Let Yepin be your savior."

“To gain your trust.”

This time the three of them took turns answering. Leng Qing raised her hand and pointed at the person who hadn't paid much attention to her from the beginning, as well as the person who spoke first and the person whose tongue was cut.

An San picked up his small dagger again and began to slice the meat skillfully.

The man, whose flesh was cut off again and who was forced to eat his companion without a tongue, whimpered and wanted to say something.

Leng Qing took a quick glance and gave An San an order with a joking look.

"Give him a pen and paper and lock him up in the next room. Have him write down everything he knows. I'll give you one chance. If your information is useful, I don't mind letting you live. I can also cure your poison and set you free. But if you deliberately mislead me, you should know the consequences."

When the man heard that Leng Qingyi could cure their poison, he was surprised at first but then disappointed.

"You must know that I am the emperor. There is nothing I cannot do. Take him away."

"The third question is, who sent you here?"

"He's our regular contact. The main family won't show up in person to reveal their identities."

"That man seems to be a eunuch."

"He's just a eunuch. I've seen him go to the toilet."

Leng Qingyi didn't want to know why he saw someone defecating, but this information was very important.

This time, the one who ignored him and the one who started talking nonsense first were killed.

Leng Qingyi asked a few more questions, but the man still said nothing.

He's a tough guy. From the looks of it, he should be the leader of this group and should know more than these minions.

Since he doesn't care about eating other people's meat, what about his own meat?

"Give them three a quick death."

An San swung a dagger and cut the throats of the three men directly. The dagger got stuck in the chain on the leader's neck.

This move made the leader's eyes, which were originally calm, move slightly, but he remained indifferent.

"Since you can eat other people's flesh without any hesitation, what about your own flesh?"

Seeing the man remained unmoved after An San fed him several mouthfuls of his flesh, Leng Qing narrowed his eyes.

Since cruelty doesn't work, we can only use perverted methods.

"An San, take off his pants."

The man was startled and subconsciously clamped his legs together, but it was no use. His pants had been cut open from the side by An San, and he couldn't even hold them together.

The man turned and looked at Leng Qingyi angrily.

Tsk tsk, it seems that this man still cares about his dignity as a man.

"I never thought that a ruler of a country could be so despicable and shameless as to resort to such unseemly means."

"What happened?"

"Even if you die, don't even think about getting any useful information from me."

"Oh, what's up?"

"Don't waste your energy."

"So what if it's a waste of effort? So what if it's not presentable? No matter who ordered it, they are destined to die. Those who obey me will prosper, and those who disobey me will perish."

"Hmph, I want to see how a powerless and notorious tyrant like you can maintain your position."

"An San pick up the wooden Kunzi over there and go in."

After receiving the order for the first time, An San paused and turned to look at Leng Qingyi in confusion.

"Two, and see if there are any more holes."

An San looked down, as if he understood what his master meant but also as if he didn't.

He tentatively picked up the wooden tongs beside him, pointed them at the assassin's back, made two gestures, and then shoved one inward with force.

Then he picked up a thinner wooden stick next to him and swung it around the man.

He looked up again at Leng Qingyi in confusion, not affected at all by the man's screams.

Leng Qingyi suddenly felt that he was a little evil. How could he let the pure dark guard baby do such a thing?

Should we let her come?

Hey, she is afraid of getting stye, so make two more leather jackets for baby An San as compensation.

"Let's find some other holes and stir them up, so he can experience the feeling of flying."

Upon hearing this, the man's pupils suddenly shrank and he looked at Leng Qingyi in disbelief.

Do you listen to what others say?

Leng Qing gave him a bright smile.

"Stop, what do you want to know?"

"How many Deadpools like you are there?"

The man's eyes flashed and he was about to speak when he was interrupted by Leng Qingyi.

"An San, take action."

The man screamed "Ah" and his eyes were wide open due to severe pain and shock.

An San looked at Leng Qingyi with an innocent expression.

"Tell the truth?"

The man's eyes were full of anger and hatred. If looks could kill, Leng Qingyi would have been tortured to death countless times.

"An San, change to the one with thorns."

An San turned around and looked for him as he was told. The hatred in the man's eyes faded away and all that was left was fear.

"I said, eighty elites like me, and five hundred ordinary deadpools like those people."

Leng Qingyi raised the corner of his mouth and asked again: "Where are the elderly, children and women who are specially trained?"

The man's expression paused again and he suddenly looked up at Leng Qingyi in horror.