That's right, the so-called Wing Lord, who is dressed in a white robe at this time, is Wing Fei.

The one who escaped in the Yan Hall before, his Muge's subordinates.

Now that he is here, it also shows that all the mid-level abilities in the Hall of Flame that have been sent in from the inner city by rewards have all been transported here.

At that time, if it weren't for Yunlan. It is very likely that the people of the Bone Clan were also sent here and became the waste residue that was tested.

At this time, the white-robed butcher-like man suddenly walked towards the iron cage, and he waved his hand to the subordinates next to him with a fierce face: "Come on, drag that person out"

At this time, he pointed to a teenager who seemed to be very young, and his eyes lit up.

Thin skin and tender meat, he has always liked this!

"Yes, sir." So, the two subordinates opened the iron cage with an evil face and then grabbed the man out like a chicken.

"No, don't, let me go!" The teenager suddenly struggled to go crazy.

Who knew that the fat man's eyes when he saw this scene were even more surprised: "Tsk, I didn't expect that there would be another one who would resist?" Hehe, interesting, interesting. ”

You must know that the other people in the iron cage have long been numb, they don't know how to resist, and they won't be afraid if they're already afraid. Just thinking about dying quickly so that they don't have to suffer the days of fear and fear, watching their companions die tortured one by one every day, makes them extremely frightened physically and mentally. Therefore, they would rather die early, rather than have to live like this day by day

"Drag him to the chopping board, I'm going to cut him alive." Fat man said.

"Yes!" So several subordinates were also excited, dragging the young man forward

"Let me go, let me go, you demons, beasts, you will not die a good death. You will go to eighteen levels of hell, and you will be punished a thousand times more than ours. The boy roared excitedly.

Angry curses rang out throughout the dungeon. However, the people in the dungeon didn't think so at all, because in the face of such abuse from the teenager. They don't know how much they've heard? But what can it be? Aren't they alive and well all the same? And these people who scolded them for going to hell don't know how many batches of deaths?

But obviously the fat man is not a very good-tempered man, so when he heard the young man's angry scolding, he sneered: "Then let's see, who died first, right?" ”

As he spoke, he raised the knife in his hand, and then walked towards the boy with a hideous look, and the boy at this time had been controlled by several people and pressed on the cutting board.

"I'm going to peel off your skin layer by layer, and then pull out your tendons one by one, so it must be wonderful," said the fat man, raising his knife and preparing to head for the boy's chest

However, just when the knife was still a few points away from the boy's chest.

Suddenly, "Bang! "A bang!

A bullet landed on the fat man's heart, exploding a bright red flower of blood.

Everyone was shocked, what happened?

And the fat man at this time, he looked down at his chest in disbelief, which had been pierced at this time. His eyes widened and he couldn't believe that he had been killed by something.

At the last second of consciousness, he saw a woman in a black suit standing lazily not far in front of him. At this time, the black guy in his hand looked at him and looked at him and sneered: "Oh Ou, I'm sorry, it seems that you died first!" ”