Xiao Sha Desolate

In the weather of August, the basement is hot and humid, and it has been abandoned for a long time. It seems that there is no telling when poisonous snakes will emerge.

Throwing Qianmo into the basement, Zhaocheng suddenly calmed down.Qianmo is still in his hand. "Kneel up," he ordered.After waiting for a few minutes, Qian Mo maintained the posture of being thrown on the ground, motionless.I don't know if I heard him or not.Zhao Cheng kicked Qian Mo and found that Qian Mo had passed out.Can't take it anymore?The good show is yet to come.That's okay, I'll clean you up when I'm done.

When Zhaocheng left, he turned on the ventilation system in the basement.He couldn't let his little slave suffocate with such a musty smell.

They still have a long way to go.

Dark and damp, with a strong musty smell... In the basement, all bad memories were awakened in an instant.What a similar scene when it was sold to Maple Sakura.It's just that the master saved him that time, who can save him this time?

When Qian Mo woke up, she found herself kneeling on a small piece of broken glass.His knees were brutally crushed into sharp shards of glass, his hands were hung from the frame, his legs were spread apart, and his feet were firmly handcuffed to the ground. □□.

The basement was originally a punishment room, a severe punishment room, but it was abandoned after the owner thought the house was dirty.Now it is really logical to use it to imprison yourself.

In and out.

I should have known it from the moment I made the decision.

After waking up under the stimulation of pain, faint again, and wake up again after fainting.I don't know the sun and the moon.

When Xu Zhaocheng walked into the basement again, he brought in a full set of torture instruments.He has been in the underworld for many years, and he knows how to make life worse than death.

Qian Mo was just awake when he entered, looked up at him, his face was pale by the light.

"It's no fun beating you all day long, how about we play something new?" Zhaocheng sounded in a good mood, with a slight smile on his lips.He walked two laps in front of the rack, his leather boots stomping heavily on the ground.

Do you make you so happy by torturing me?

The sound of the leather boots hitting the ground eventually became Xu Qianmo's nightmare of waking up in the middle of the night for many years.

The rubber tube was roughly inserted into the intestinal wall, and the place where the wine flowed was burning and painful.Spirits enema.It was unbearable, the whole abdomen hurt like it was on fire, and it was uncomfortable to sink heavily.I can't hold on, I don't want to hold on anymore.Qianmo cried and shouted, her eyes were loose and she was sweating profusely.

All the perseverance is born of that person, he doesn't need it, why should he pretend.

Xu Zhaocheng couldn't take his eyes off, looking at the pain of the person in front of him with a little appreciation.Do you think I still love you?

After repeated enema seven or eight times, the alcohol was drained, a large diaper was inserted, and the power was turned on to the maximum.Picking a whip with a twisted steel wire, he whipped Qian Mo's bruised back one by one.The thin back quickly met the bones.There was no place to strike on his back, and if he hit his buttocks again, he could only see Qian Mo's blood-covered body in his eyes, and that thin body trembled again and again as the whip fell.Addictive, bloodthirsty and crazy.

Qian Mo bit her arm tightly, but still couldn't resist the severe pain all over her body.He saw Xu Zhaocheng's expression.Appreciate it?Do you like to watch me cry and howl?The arm was dripping with blood, and the bitten off flesh had already seen the bones.As if he didn't realize it, he tried his best to endure the inhuman torture.

In my vague consciousness, I can't think of anything else except pain.

Drowsy, unable to distinguish day and night.

"What shall we try today? Ah, the soldering iron is ready." Zhaocheng lit a charcoal fire and smiled harmlessly.

A few days?Almost all instruments of torture have been tried.It turned out that the master had been merciful before.

Seeing the master walking towards him with the soldering iron, Qian Mo instinctively wanted to hide, but just swayed slightly with the iron chain.I didn't even have the strength to avoid looking at my face.The iron burns the meat, and the smoke rises.On Qianmo's chest, there was a scorched black word slave, and the print on the left chest burned her heart.

The owner didn't intend to stop there.

The master took his hands off the rack, and he fell at once.The master took his hand carefully, and then let out a long sigh of pity.At the same time, ten slender and slender fingers were brutally broken one by one, and then they were run over again and again by the leather shoes.Bloody, twisted and terrifying.

He could only hear the sound of his finger bones being broken and crushed, but he couldn't cry out.That is the hand holding the gun. For those who are gangsters, this life is over.

Zhaocheng walked out of the basement, and the moment he closed the door, he gently closed his eyes.

Most of the time when the master is not around, Qian Mo is in a drowsy state, with her eyes closed, unconsciously.Unable to discern the coordinates of time, the spirit is close to collapse. □□It has not been taken out since the day it was stuffed in, and the owner seems to have completely forgotten about it.A few days ago, I was grinding meat crazily, and then I felt better when the battery ran out.After the broken finger, the hand was suspended again, and the wrist appeared to be dislocated.

The master was playing with him slowly until the day he died.

Qianmo hangs thinly on the iron chain, as if all the strength of her body is supported by the iron chain that locks her hands.As soon as the chain is loosened, it will immediately fall down.

This look, I don't know how many times I have lied to myself, do you think I will feel distressed?

A bucket of concentrated salt water was poured down, Qian Mo's body twitched, and she opened her eyes to look at Zhao Cheng.There was nothing in his eyes when he looked over, it was gray, like many rainy early mornings.

I don't feel bad, but I'm just lying to myself.People who betrayed in the past were either killed or destroyed, whether they were ordinary subordinates or trusted brothers, they had never been so hesitant.Tormenting him day by day, waiting for him to die?He thought for a whole night last night before he realized that when he threw away the gun in his hand in a panic, he had no way to deal with Qian Mo.

He untied Qian Mo from the iron chain, removed the shackles, and replaced it with another refined steel chain.At one end of the chain was a large barb, almost round.The barb goes through the ankle, and a person will never think about standing up again in this life.In fact, he had long wanted to lock up Qian Mo, locked at home and not allowed to go anywhere, and belonged to him alone.But I was afraid of ruining him before.

Whatever you do, I will forgive you, but I will not let you do it again.

"Qian Mo, from now on you will stay here and stay with me, and I will treat you well." When he said this, his attitude was very gentle, as if it was a beautiful promise to his lover, If it weren't for this cruel prison scene.

The barb pierces the bone, not like a human voice.Zhaocheng hugged him tightly, and Qianmo put his hands on his back, as if wanting to pinch him, but the broken fingers couldn't exert any strength.

He passed out again.

Zhaocheng spread a blanket under Qianmo's body and gave him some water.Little by little, wash and apply medicine.But it is just cleaning and applying medicine, and does not deal with broken bones.Qian Mo, everything is over, I will treat you well, nothing will happen in the future, we will be together well, forever.When doing these things, Zhaocheng's eyes are gentle and obsessed.

Piercing pain.Once this kind of barb penetrates into the flesh and blood, it will bite firmly, and slowly grow together with the body, unless the foot is sawed off together, it cannot be removed.He didn't think Xu Zhaocheng had such kind intentions.I have to endure severe pain for my whole life, and it is the limit to be able to hold back by human will, and I can't stand up at all.

How long do you think I can live like this?The hands and feet are all useless. At first, the master may come to see it every few days, and then let the servants come, and then the servants will not come... Then I don’t know how long later, when I accidentally opened the basement, I found a bone.

This is Xu Qianmo's ridiculous life.

He straightened up with difficulty, raised his head, and smiled slightly in the direction of the camera.

Gently crushed an unusual tooth.

Suddenly remembered that the owner of this torture room was originally abandoned for him.That was when he was only a few years old. Once he woke up from a nap and went around the house but couldn't find the owner. He happened to see someone being dragged out of the basement with wounds all over his body and blood dragging all the way.He covered his mouth in horror and stood there trembling. When the master came out and saw him, he said, what are you afraid of a dead man.

After that, he had nightmares every night for two months, and he couldn't help shaking as long as he was in front of his master.The torture chamber was never used again.

It turned out that the master was kind to him too.But it became his final destination after all.

The person on the screen suddenly fell down.