Under the guidance of the prison chief, He Jin carried Qian Hua and pinched a chicken to a torture room. After opening the door, the screams inside were immediately ten times louder, and a heat rushed towards him.

"Boss Qian, you don't know. When I was in the Cizhou Prefecture Office, I always listened to the people in the class room and said how the eighteen genuine dishes from the Jinyiwei were so good."

As he said that, he pointed to the scene in the room and continued to preach vividly, "Boss Qian, a rich man, must have eaten the dish of donkey rolling around, right? It's easy to know this, and the techniques are actually the same."

At this time, he pushed his legs and trembling Qian Hua in, forcing him to look at the torture instrument in front of him.

A pot of blue smoke spread out in the room, filled with stones the size of soybeans. Each piece was burned black and shiny under the stir-fry of a bare man, and the heat burned.

There were also two Jinyilis who used iron shovels to shovel out the stones in the pot and spread them evenly on the ground. A wave of heat rose up, making people unstable.

Qian Hua obviously realized what was going to happen next, his face turned pale, his eyes were about to highlight, "You, should you want it?"

"Boss Qian guessed it right, that's what Donkey Rolls. However, it's more lively here."

He Jin laughed gloomyly. With a wave of his hand, two more clerical men pushed a man with his hands and feet into the gravel ground.

"ah!"

As soon as the prisoner hit the ground, he let out a scream that was not like a human voice, but his hands and feet could not move, so he could only roll around on the ground. Unexpectedly, the donkey rolled and was ruthlessly ruthlessly on the word "Get out," as he rolled, countless burnt stones were burning on his body.

The prisoner's clothes were immediately burned by stones and were embedded in his flesh without any effort - the skin was burnt, the meat was roasted, and the whole body was covered in blue smoke.

This is simply a pain that can only be tasted in the eighteen levels of hell.

Qian Hua watched the prisoner rolling wildly on the ground like a lively fish. The more he rolled, the more he was burned. But if he didn't move, even his soul would be burned.

At this time, He Jin's cold and hard face couldn't help but a trace of pity flashed through him.

But then looked at Qian Hua, quickly changed into a happy expression and said, "How is it, Boss Qian, do you feel very angry and lively?"

At this time, Qian Hua's pupils were magnified seven or eight times. Looking at He Jin with an admiring look on his face, the fear in his heart was like a terrifying wave. This is what you said is vivid and lively?

You, you are simply a real evil ghost. No, the evil ghost may just act on orders, and you are more perverted and terrible than the evil ghost!

However, He Jin, no matter what he thought, suddenly patted his shoulder again and gave a fatal blow and said, "Boss Qian, don't be anxious, it will be your turn soon."

Suddenly, Qian Hua fell to the ground and was so scared that he urinated. He was a businessman who was intrigued in the business world. The biggest dilemma in his life was nothing more than what to do if his business was not easy to do. How could he be so stimulated?

"Sir, look at the next few dishes?"

At this time, the prison chief was a little unhappy and finally came such a like-minded customer. How could a person with a surname of money be so useless?

"Tsk tsk, the first dish is just like this, and the psychological quality is a bit bad." He Jin smiled, becoming more and more perverted. "We need to strengthen our exercise. Let's continue to take his experience, and it's for his own good."

When the prison boss heard this, he was immediately happy again. As expected, he was indeed perverted. I like it!

Then Qian Hua was held by Jinyiji and then looked at two more dishes. It was uh, or not to mention the name. After all, He Jin decided not to roll around again after eating donkeys.

When the fourth dish arrived, Qian Hua refused to open his eyes and looked in. When he was pushed in, He Jin didn't need to explain. He glanced at him and fainted.

Then when he woke up, he found himself lying on a cleaner bed with straw. He opened his eyes in a daze, hoping that everything was just dreaming just now.

But then the dream was shattered.

At this moment, someone in his ear called softly, "Oh, Boss Qian, finally woke up."

When Qian Hua heard this frivolous voice and looked at his smiling face, he immediately had only one reaction, "Ghost!" After shouting, he simply fainted again.

But this time, He Jin had no intention of waiting for him to wake up slowly.

After all, if he keeps being scared, his mind will be really confused. He has become a fool and can't find out what he wants to know.

The prison chief was very eye-catching, so he immediately scooped a bucket of cold water and poured it on his head.

This time, Qian Hua suddenly woke up and saw that He Jin was still there, but he didn't scream. His eyes were just staring, and he silently shed tears as if he had accepted his fate.

He Jin asked the prison to push the meat dishes such as roast goose, roast chicken, braised beef and other meats he bought to Qian Hua and said, "Boss Qian has been shouting for so long, I must be hungry too. Come on, have some food first and cushion it."

Although Qian Hua was stimulated by his mental state, his health was still fine.

After eating prison rice for so many days, his stomach had already rebelled. Under the stimulation of meat, he didn't speak and silently picked up the roast goose and started to chew on it.

He used to not eat these greasy things, but after taking a bite, he quickly pulled them hard and chewed them up, chewing them all over, and eating them so hard that they were so oily.

Seeing that the situation was almost done, He Jin slowly spoke, "Boss Qian, have you ever thought that the method of making this goose is somewhat similar to the dishes we have seen before."

"For example, when burning water to pluck hair, do you use an iron brush to brush the meat while pouring hot water? When roasting, it is similar to a donkey rolling, and you have to be heated evenly."

As soon as he said this, Qian Hua immediately vomited out all the things he had just eaten, just like a spell. He also vomited out all the bile.

After that, Qian Hua knelt on the ground, kowtowed to He Jin in tears and begged for mercy, "Sir, what do you want to get from a villain? All the villain is given to you. Can't you just take it all?"

"Of course not." He Jin turned around and pointed at Zhang Lun and Li Chengyou who showed unbearable faces, and said, "Look, they have made my two nephews ruthless."

"Just seeing you so miserable at this moment, they almost forgot how you took advantage of your tricks and harmed so many poor people in Huai'an."

"Don't tell me how cruel the Jinyiwei is." He Jin continued to complain, as if he was slandering Qian Hua, and seemed to remind Zhang Lun and Li Chengyou, "No matter how cruel the punishment is, it is only targeted to one person."

"But you, the greedy businessmen, have caused thousands of people to destroy their families. They have been able to be slaves and prostitutes for their whole lives, and have been struggling in the tragic hell for generations, and cannot die!"

Speaking of this, he suddenly changed his voice and went straight to the point and said, "And it's time to die, you still miss it and kill me, and you will never hesitate to make this coast of Ming Dynasty a Shura field where Japanese pirates ravage!"

As soon as Qian Hua finished speaking, he looked dissatisfied and said tragically, "Big, do you know?"

"Hmph, of course I know! No matter how weak the Ming Dynasty is, it is not something that the small country dares to offend, especially those so-called Japanese pirates, who actually have treasure ships that cover the ocean!"

"They come and go like the wind every year, when the army retreats and the enemy advances, and when the sea defense is empty, they can take advantage of the opportunity and return with a full load. And every time they come, it is the moment when the Ming Dynasty is determined to thoroughly investigate the salt affairs, and then burn, kill, loot, and thoroughly investigate the matter. Instead, you hoard and make a fortune!"

After scolding this, He Jin snorted coldly and began to tell the essence of the matter. "Hmph, you can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from it. I like to analyze and speculate. I follow the clues."

"According to the iron rule of 'the murderer is the beneficiary', and if other impossible is eliminated, there is only one truth! The so-called Japanese pirates are just you officials and gentry who deliberately collude with the ronin in the East, and are in harmony with each other to protect their own interests!"

At this moment, He Tazhi took out his wide eyes from somewhere, put them on the bridge of his nose and pushed them. His index finger with his left hand decisively pointed at Qian Hua, and his right hand was inserted into his belt without a pocket.

This posture looks very much like a character in the oriental comics he likes.

After all, every episode of that comic will have an unknown oriental person who dies. Well, this is also He Jin's original intention of liking it.

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Chapter completed!