The sky was covered with strange and very blood-colored clouds, and the rich blood clouds seemed to be about to rain blood at any time, and the sound of the whirring wind in the ears, even if it was just a breeze blowing, was also cold and biting, and it was unbearable.

And what lingered in my ears was not music, nor chanting, nor noisy, but a miserable ghost crying wolf......

On both sides of the oil pot stood two ghosts wearing Qing Dynasty jailer uniforms, the left ghost cha held a sharp harpoon in his hand, and the right onicha held a slender rod similar to a fishing rod in his hand, and a slender, but extremely conspicuous silver silk thread fell vertically from the top of the rod and fell into the oil pot.

The other end of the silver thread was tied to a blistered ghost who was wailing miserably in the oil pot, and once he struggled to escape from the oil pot, the ghost with the harpoon would mercilessly fork him back and continue to endure the pain of frying!

Oil pot hell!

As soon as he saw this scene in front of him, the little bastard, who was only twenty-five or sixteen years old, was frightened, frozen, and didn't dare to move......

"Yo, another one!" When he was panicking and didn't know what to do, next to an oil pot less than three meters away from him, a ghost who was frying ghosts found him, and suddenly turned his head, and his almost mutilated face made the little bastard scream: "No... I'm not... I'm not dead, I'm not dead! Don't, don't up......"

"Do you know what this place is?" Hearing the screams of this little bastard, the 'ghost' who found him smiled coldly: "This is the oil pot hell!" All the evil ghosts who were **** in their lifetime, thieves and robbers, bullied the weak, abducted and sold women and children, falsely accused and slandered, sought to take other people's money, and occupied people's wives' rooms, all have to come here for a walk, ...... you"

Looking up and down at this little bastard, this 'ghost cha' shook his hand, and a silver scripture appeared in his hand, only to see him open the silver scripture book as if he was looking at something, a few seconds later, this 'ghost cha' looked up and said: "You have done a lot of evil deeds in your life, in addition to this oil pot hell, you also need to go through the tongue pulling hell, scissors hell, iron tree hell, evil mirror hell, steamer hell, knife mountain hell, blood pool hell, volcano hell, hurry into the pot and take a walk, your itinerary is full!" ”

"No... No... I don't want it! "Listening to the names of hell one after another from the mouth of the 'ghost', the little bastard was completely frightened, and his screaming voice soared into the sky!

"Hehe, this can't help you, come here!" The 'ghost' smiled, only to see him shake the pole in his hand, the silver silk thread tied to the head of the pole soared, and soon tied the little bastard tightly, only to hear the ghost almost a soft call, and then waved his hand, the little bastard flew up uncontrollably, and accurately fell into the oil pot, and suddenly the oil pot slammed......

"According to the crime you have committed, you should fry in a pan of oil for twenty hours, oh, which is what the Yang World calls forty hours......"

"Ahh No... No... Don't......" The little bastard appeared and disappeared in the pan, screaming, wailing, and struggling......

Holding the scriptures in one hand and the pole in the other, the 'ghost cha' stood on the edge of the oil pot and looked at him with a smile......

After struggling in the oil pot for more than ten seconds, the 'ghost' lifted the little bastard from the oil pot with a pole, and casually stuck the pole on the blood-colored rock on the side, just like that, the little bastard was hung in the air, the oil pot was below, and the terrifying blood cloud was above.

And the heads-up ...... The so-called standing high and seeing far away, this endless oil pot, this scream echoing in the sky, without exception, does not make the little bastard almost lose his soul, terrible, terrible, terrible, too terrifying!

"There are rules in the mortal world, and confession is lenient and strict in resisting and strict, and we naturally have similar rules in the underworld." The 'ghost' glanced up at this little bastard slightly, and said to him with a solemn face: "There is still something unknown about your crimes in the yang world, and then listen to my questions, I will ask you to answer, if there is any untruth, the time limit for frying will be doubled!" If you answer truthfully, a question deducts an hour's frying time, do you understand? ”

"Understood, understood...... the taste of being fried is really chilling, holding the idea that an hour can be subtracted to count an hour, the little bastard nodded very quickly, and behaved more well-behaved than the little insect in the pupae......

"First question." The ghost smiled faintly, but when he smiled, the mutilation on his face became more and more obvious, and it became more and more terrifying, and the little bastard was so frightened that he closed his eyes and did not dare to look at him again.

"Let me ask you, now, who is in power in the Lu family in Wenle County?" 'Onicha' asked, squinting.

"Of course it's Lu Yonghui... Oh, no, no, it's not Lu Yonghui! The little bastard was frightened, and replied tremblingly: "The person in power now is Lu Yonghui's youngest son, Lu Dexiang......"

"How could it be him? This is really a narrow road! Ye Yangcheng, oh, that is, that ghost, after hearing the little bastard's answer, paused for a moment, and then secretly said in his heart: "This kid's life is really big!" But...... I want to see if you can survive the first year of junior high school, and if you can survive the fifteenth! ”

Thinking of this, Ye Yangcheng snorted lightly twice with the corners of his mouth again, and then continued to ask the little bastard: "Let me ask you, how many people are there in the elite of the Lu family in Baojing Town this time?" Where are they? ”

"It's... This time a... More than 650 people came. The little bastard said: "Three hundred of them are companies... Oh, that is, the security company under Lu Yonghui's name, in fact, they are all elite thugs of the Lu family, these three hundred people are now in Yantang Town, I heard that they are on standby, as long as Lu Dexiang makes a phone call, they will rush to Baojing Town...... That... That, except for these three hundred people, the remaining three hundred and fifty people are only transferred from the casinos in other towns... The little brother who was transferred...... Scattered all over Baojing Town......"

"How naïve!" After listening to the little bastard's words, Ye Yangcheng laughed again, the reason for laughing was actually very simple, that is, Lu Dexiang was afraid that the plan would be wrong, so he hid the elite in Delay Town in advance and kept a backhand.

But how did he know that the current jurisdiction of Yeyang City already included a small half of Yantang Town, and this small half of Yantang Town almost covered the main living area of Yantang Town...... In other words, unless he, Lu Dexiang, is willing to let those elites enter the mountains and live the life of savages, otherwise, how can he hide from Yeyang City?

To find the outsiders who came with the number three hundred in one place, how simple and easy this kind of thing is! Having made up his mind in his heart, Ye Yangcheng continued to ask the little bastard, "Where is Lu Dexiang in Baojing Town now?" ”

"He... He and several big... Big brother, all in the White Crane Hotel on Xibin Road......"

Just like that, you ask me and answer, in less than a minute, Ye Yangcheng has already learned all the information he needs, and there is still more than a minute left in this Sumeru Illusion Realm, and wasting is not a good habit!

The corners of his mouth lifted, Ye Yangcheng pulled out the pole inserted in the blood-colored rock, and the little bastard fell into the oil pot again, wailing miserably......

And looking at this miserable little bastard, unconsciously, Ye Yangcheng's heart is getting harder and harder...... If he had been allowed to watch a person rolling in a frying pan before, even if this person was a heinous bastard scumbag, he would still not be able to stand it!

How can it be like here now, watching people roll in the oil pan, as if watching a piece of pork ribs fry in the oil pan, indifferent?!

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