2093: C2093 Blacksmith Zhang's Methods

C2093 Blacksmith Zhang's Methods

Faced with the Zhao brothers' act of playing dumb, under his rage, Zhang laoshi immediately coalesced his godly power into a whip and began to whip the two of them … However, after a short whipping, under the relentless attacks of Blacksmith Zhang, the two were ripped apart.

Jiang Ting had no doubt that if the two brothers of the Zhao Family didn't say anything, Blacksmith Zhang would definitely continue to slap them... There was no possibility of breaking the whip formed from divine power.

Then... Keep watching.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ting Shen continued to read.

"Ahh …

Miserable screams rang out one after another.

Blacksmith Zhang kept whipping his whip, the two brothers of the Zhao Family were being whipped, and God Jiang Tingze was just watching... Somehow, the more it looked, the more it seemed like Jiang Ting and Zhang were the real bullies, while the Zhao brothers were the innocent bullies.

Soon, about half an hour passed.

Blacksmith Zhang's whipping continued.

After a quarter of an hour, the two brothers didn't have much good meat left. They looked really miserable.

"Ahh …" The screams continued to echo in the air.

Jiang Ting didn't care about it at all.

However, he quickly turned his head to the side … Although the Zhao brothers looked miserable right now, they were still full of energy when they heard that voice.

Jiang Ting pondered for a moment before realizing that … The two of them were, after all, level one Deities. Although the whipping of the whips seemed to be a pathetic attempt, to them, it didn't seem to cause any fundamental damage.

As for the pain from the slap … The pain was nothing. After all, he had gotten used to the pain.

Jiang Ting suspected that the two of them might not admit it even if they drew for another ten days or so.

Although he didn't care about the time for ten days to half a month, it didn't seem too good to be here with Blacksmith Zhang to smoke them all the time.

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Ting finally spoke: "Blacksmith Zhang."

Blacksmith Zhang did not even turn his head. "You want to smoke? Together! "

Jiang Ting's eyes flashed: "Whip them, they seem to be able to resist. Why not, try another method."

"What method?"

Without waiting for an answer, Zhang Blacksmith shook his head again. "Although the effect of the whip isn't good enough, as long as you take a long time, these two people won't be able to take it. Furthermore, such a good meat bag, isn't it a pity?"

The corner of Jiang Ting's mouth twitched. He suddenly started to suspect that it wasn't that Zhang Tie didn't know any other methods of interrogation, it was just that he wanted to slap the two of them.

Jiang Ting didn't seem to mind as he said softly, "Zhao Wen and Zhao Guang, are you still not going to say?"

Zhao Guang and Zhang Yang began to curse angrily, "F * ck, why don't you guys ask me? What exactly do you want to know?!"

"Still playing dumb?" Blacksmith Zhang was furious.

Jiang Tingze shook his head slightly: "Since you guys insist on acting dumb …" Tell me, who are you related to in City Lord's Mansion? And who set us up! "

The Zhao brothers instantly answered: "You two … … We don't understand what you're saying! "

Looking at his aggrieved and miserable appearance, he looked like a pitiful child who had been bullied for a long time.

Blacksmith Zhang continued to whip, "Brother Jiang, I already said that these two people like to play dumb. Let me continue to whip them! "I do not believe that they will continue to refuse to accept me if I treat them as ores and whips as hammers."

Seeing this, Jiang Ting pondered for a moment and suddenly revealed a confused expression: "Blacksmith Zhang, I remember you have salt, right?"

"There is indeed such a thing. What about it?" The blacksmith turned his head in surprise.

After becoming a god, there was no need to consume food to replenish the energy needed for one's body to survive. However, there were quite a few blacksmith shops where no one had become a god, so they needed to eat.

Furthermore, eating delicacies could satisfy one's appetite. Therefore, there was indeed salt in the storage bag of Blacksmith Zhang.

Jiang Ting's expression became even more confused: "Why don't you sprinkle some salt on their wounds?"

"As expected of Brother Jiang, smart." A hint of pity appeared on Zhang Jiu's face. Without further ado, he took out a handful of salt that was the size of a dust grain and threw it towards the Zhao brothers.

"Ahh …" The blood-curdling screeches instantly turned much sharper, piercing into the two people's eardrums, causing them to feel some pain.

The taste of being whipped wasn't pleasant in the first place, and now the salt was sprinkled on the wound … How much pain?

As the saying goes, do not rub salt into the wound. "Hmm, you'll know after hearing the Zhao brothers' shrill and crazy screams."

Jiang Ting didn't know exactly how much pain it would hurt. Since he didn't want to try it himself, he didn't have any self-torture thoughts.

On the contrary, Zhang Mo revealed a cold smile: "What are you arguing about? It makes my head hurt! "

After saying that, Zhang laoshi released another stream of godly power, sealing the throats and mouths of the two people. His screams instantly disappeared and the place became quiet.

Seeing this, Jiang Ting was immediately sure... Zhang Mo was probably angered by these two people in the past, but as a Second God, it wasn't convenient for him to deal with them. Now that he had the chance, it was purely to torture them.

But what did it have to do with him?

On the other hand, Zhang Tie was a blacksmith.

Perhaps he knew that Jiang Ting was anxious to know who the mastermind was, so he sealed their voices and said with a cold look in his eyes, "If you want to confess, then hurry up and nod. I have no interest in listening to your screams."

Following that, Zhang Tie gently waved his hand and the stone tiles in the yard instantly shattered. One by one, the stone fragments began to reform themselves, and in just a split-second, they had formed into something the size of a cotton swab.

After condensing, the corners of Zhang Jiu's mouth curled up, "Tsk, tsk. I've heard that the ten fingers are linked to the heart. If I use this thing to pierce through your fingernails and apply some brine pepper water, it would taste pretty good, right?"

The two brothers from the Zhao Family, who were still screaming in pain, instantly became frightened.

Jiang Tingze quietly retreated... Sure enough, he was too simple-minded. This blacksmith seemed to be very secretive and had quite a few torturing methods.

Unlike him, who only knew how to sprinkle some salt and pepper water, the rest knew that this was Ling Chi's punishment.

Then, with a light wave of his hand, a stone cotton swab flew out.

"Bang bang bang …"

Perhaps it was too painful, just as the "cotton swab" pierced into the two brothers' fingers, before Zhang Jiazhi could even put salt water on it, the two brothers instantly began to struggle violently. They actually broke through Zhang Jiazhi's God Power that was grabbing their necks and fell to the ground, rolling around and around.

Only his voice was sealed, everything was silent.

Blacksmith Zhang turned cold. "Why are you in such a hurry? The main event hasn't even begun. "

After he finished speaking, his divine force appeared again, obviously wanting to reimprison the two of them.

The bodies of the two brothers of the Zhao Family immediately started to tremble. Then, they simultaneously started to nod crazily. Their eyes were filled with even more fear …

"Two trash who can't even withstand this little bit of pain, you dare to scheme against us?"

However, he still took action and lifted the blockade on their voices, preparing to see who was plotting against them behind the scenes.

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