A moment later, Zhang Gongjin suddenly spoke.
"Brother, give me a handful of those little pills!"
Fang Er looked at him, bewildered, "It's like this, and you're still thinking about that?"
Although he said that, his hand had already reached into his pocket, pulling out a handful of blue pills and handing them over.
Then, Zhang Gongjin did something that surprised him greatly.
He pried open the man's mouth and shoved all of them, at least twenty pills, inside.
The dry pills were difficult to swallow, and the man sensed something was wrong, struggling to spit them out.
Seeing this, Fang Er quickly picked up the teapot on the table and poured it into the man's mouth.
His nose was pinched by Zhang Gongjin, and his mouth was filled with cool boiled water, making it impossible to breathe.
He instinctively made a few swallowing motions.
Seeing the pills go down, the two let go and retreated to the side to wait.
Feeling the pills slide down his esophagus, the man cursed defiantly.
"Shameless!"
"What did you give me!"
"If you have the guts, come at me openly. What kind of hero uses such despicable drugging tactics!"
Zhang Gongjin sat back on his chair with a smile, pulling Fang Er to his side.
"Don't rush, don't rush, the show is just beginning. I want to see how long this bastard can stay tough!"
Fang Er didn't know what this guy was up to, so he beckoned Sun Simiao to sit down and watch.
The man on the ground started breathing heavily.
Zhang Gongjin glanced below him and then shouted outside.
"Someone!"
The eunuch at the door pushed the door open and entered.
"My Lord!"
Zhang Gongjin looked at Fang Er again.
"Brother, you should have a scalpel on you, right?"
"I heard that thing is incredibly fast. Lend me one?"
Fang Er smiled slightly and then slapped a scalpel onto the table.
Zhang Gongjin picked up the knife and said to the eunuch,
"I've seen many punishments in my life, but there's one thing I've never seen."
"Go, take the knife and slice off his thing piece by piece!"
"Remember, slice it as thin as cicada wings!"
"Yes!"
The eunuch stepped forward, took the scalpel, and walked with small steps to the man.
Fang Er finally understood what this guy was planning!
Damn it, how did this guy come up with such a move?
Feeding him a bunch of pills and then slicing him up...
In the blink of an eye, the assassin's clothes were unfastened by the eunuch.
His bound hands still felt no pain, and the assassin's face remained defiant.
"Hahahaha, the big knife didn't work, so you switched to a small one?"
"At worst, it's lingchi. Come on!"
*Swish!*
As soon as he finished speaking, a nearly transparent slice of flesh was shaved off by the eunuch.
The assassin just glanced down, then raised his eyebrows and grinned at the eunuch.
"Come on, continue!"
Eunuch:...........
Damn it, he's a tough one!
*Swish, swish, swish*, three more cuts...
"Come on, continue!"
Seeing the assassin's expression of enjoyment, the eunuch was about to break.
He said helplessly, "My Lord, how about we try another method?"
Zhang Gongjin was also stunned.
Damn it, why wasn't this script going as he imagined?
Sun Simiao stroked his beard and remained silent, not yet understanding what kind of medicine was mixed with the mafeisan.
It was Fang Er who quietly took out a small notebook and quickly drew a diagram on it.
"Eunuch, go and get a wooden frame, like this one!"
Then, he tore off the page and handed it over.
The eunuch quickly stepped forward and took it. The diagram even marked the dimensions.
Although he didn't quite understand what the thing was for, he still turned and left to prepare.
Zhang Gongjin asked curiously, "What did you draw on that paper you gave him?"
Fang Er smiled mysteriously, "You'll know in a moment."
About half an hour later, the eunuch returned carrying a wooden frame.
It looked like the frame of a table, but not entirely.
Fang Er stood up and pointed at the assassin whose right foot had been cut off.
"Strip his clothes and tie him to this frame!"
The assassin was a bit confused, but he remained composed and ready for anything.
I'm not afraid of death, so I'll see what tricks you can play!
Are you going to undress me and perform lingchi?
But after he was stripped naked and tied to the wooden frame, no one came to wield a knife on him.
So he shouted boldly, "Come on! Aren't you going to lingchi me?"
"Lingchi?" Fang Er looked at him with a cold smile.
"You're thinking too much!"
Then, he took out another handful of pills, put them in the eunuch's hand, and pointed at the other assassin on the ground.
"Make him eat them, then wait for the show!"
"I don't believe he won't confess!"
The eunuch glanced back and forth between the two assassins, and instantly understood his intention.
He grinned, "My Lord, rest assured, it will be absolutely perfect!"
Then he looked at the assassin tied up.
"Not afraid of pain, not afraid of being cut with a knife?"
"Do you know if you're afraid of being penetrated?"
Ten minutes later, Assassin No. 2...
Pain, not afraid.
But after eating that handful of pills, a thought of ascending to bliss immediately arose.
And it grew stronger and stronger...
Feeling that something was still missing, Fang Er smiled at Sun Simiao.
"Elder Sun, would you like to step aside for a moment?"
Sun Simiao finally snapped back from his deep thought. Seeing the scene before him, he knew what was about to happen.
Before operating on Li Shimin, he had been tricked by Fang Er into watching a good show.
And now, he was actually...
"Infinite Heavenly Venerable, this humble Taoist will go check the pharmacy."
He stood up and walked towards the door, but stopped suddenly at the threshold.
"Don't worry, with me here, they won't even be able to die if they wanted to!"
"Inquire about my students and where they were taken by them. I want them alive, or their bodies found!"
With that, he continued on his way.
Fang Er chuckled, turned, and went to the backyard. When he returned,
He carried a computer in one hand and a battery in the other.
He plugged it in, turned it on, and inserted a bright CD into the optical drive.
Zhang Gongjin looked at the object with curiosity, not quite understanding what it was.
But he vaguely saw that on the round, plate-like thing, there were the words "Ichi ni San" written.
"Brother, what path is 'Ichi ni San'?"
Fang Er casually took out a bottle of Old Wang Ji and handed it over, "Drink this first to calm your nerves..."
"I'm not on fire, why should I calm down?!"
"You'll be on fire in a moment..."
"When did you start studying medicine?"
"Stop talking nonsense, just drink it when I tell you to!"
Zhang Gongjin:........
*Crack!*
The can was opened, and he drank the Old Wang Ji in one gulp.
Putting down the can, he heard in the computer unspeakable sounds, along with eye-popping images.
Zhang Gongjin's eyes widened, and he pointed at the monitor in disbelief.
"I'll be damned..."
"What, what, what is happening..."
Fang Er smiled and ignored him, moving the computer in front of the two assassins.
"Before you die, I'll let you feast your eyes."
"If you've figured it out, then tell me who is behind you."
Assassin No. 2 had no injuries, just having eaten some pills. He stared at the screen without a word.
The scene really was pleasing to the eye!
But Assassin No. 1, whose right foot had been cut off and who was tied naked to the wooden frame, finally sensed something was wrong!
What he was about to face was not lingchi at all!
"Beast! Scum! If you have the guts, kill me with one strike!"
Fang Er smiled coldly and shook his head. He took out his phone and took a series of photos of him, then handed the photos over for him to see.
"Confess honestly, and I'll give you a quick end, and then I'll destroy this thing."
"Otherwise, I'll record all the scenes later."
"And then I'll publish them in the newspapers for the whole country to admire your heroic posture!"
"After that, you'll be sent to exhibitions in various prefectures and states."
"Of course, I'm very generous. If anyone is interested in you, I'll satisfy them too."
Sometimes, death is a very happy thing.
Assassin No. 1 felt that now was...
His expression, which had remained unchanged, finally showed a crack.
Assassin No. 2 kept swallowing, occasionally turning his head to look at No. 1 on the wooden frame.
With his hands and feet bound, he hopped towards Assassin No. 1...
The scene was like a zombie...
"Confess!"
"I confess!"
"Hurry up and pull him away!"
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"Mmmph~~~ Aihai~~~~ Hai~~~"
He didn't yield to having his hands and feet cut off, nor did he speak when his "precious flesh" was sliced.
But in front of the flower picker, he chickened out...
He couldn't accept the scene being circulated by everyone.
That was more terrifying than death!
Fang Er snapped the computer shut.
"Pull him away!"
"Yes!"
The eunuch and Meng Zhong stepped forward, one on each side, and pulled Assassin No. 2 aside.
"Pop.........."
At that very moment, the sound of a wine bottle being uncorked rang out, crisp and melodious...
Assassin No. 1's eyes split with rage, and he gritted his teeth, saying.
"It was Liu Dongyang, the prefect of Huzhou! He sent us!"