Ai Wenguang and his men were so scared that their faces turned pale. Ning Chen was a ruthless man who dared to kill the emperor's uncle with a knife. Ai Wenguang in particular, he had not forgotten that day when Ning Chen almost beat him to death with a knife, and he had to lie in bed for several days before he could get out of bed. If they were locked up with this ruthless man, they would probably be killed by Ning Chen before they were tried. "Sir, please don't lock us up with him, please!" "Let us out, let us out... We don't want to stay with him." "Sir, please have mercy, he will kill us..." Several people hugged the pillars on the prison door and cried to the outside, wishing they could squeeze out through the gap in the prison door. "What are you arguing about? Shut up." Gao Ziping came over and said disdainfully: "Do you think you are still a big shot? You are all prisoners now... If you dare to shout again, I will cut off your tongues."
Ai Wenguang and his men were so scared that they dared not say anything. Gao Ziping looked at Ning Chen and said, "These are all serious criminals. Don't beat them to death... They still have to stand trial." Ning Chen grinned. When the people from the Supervisory Department left, Ning Chen's mouth curled up into a grim smile. Although Ning Chen was also wearing handcuffs and shackles, he was definitely not comparable to these pampered officials. He walked over and came behind Ai Wenguang, strangled his neck with the iron chain between the handcuffs, and threw Ai Wenguang to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw. Ai Wenguang screamed, and it didn't sound like a human. Ning Chen rode on him, clenched his fists, and smashed his head. Ai Wenguang screamed like a pig being slaughtered. The other officials were so scared that they huddled in the corner and trembled. The officials in the cell opposite were horrified...and at the same time, they were very glad that they were not locked up in the same cell with Ning Chen. "Help, help... Murder, murder..." Ai Wenguang screamed and begged for mercy. But the jailers of the Supervisory Department seemed to be deaf, and no one came to stop him. "Ning Chen, I haven't been tried yet, and I haven't been convicted... You are abusing lynching, I want to sue you, I want to sue you." Ning Chen raised his fists and smashed them on his head. "Sue me? Go ahead... I'm also a death row prisoner, do you think I care about adding another crime?" Ai Wenguang was beaten to a bloody head and swollen nose and face. Ning Chen temporarily let him go and walked towards the officials in the corner.
"My lords, it's your turn!" Ning Chen said, and kicked one of them, but the iron chain in the middle of the shackles was too short, and he almost fell down. He switched to using his hands and smashed their heads. These beasts in human clothing screamed and cried for their parents. Soon, everyone had bruises and blood on their heads. Ning Chen stopped, panting and thirsty... Beating people is tiring. He walked over, drank a few sips of water, and then sat down on the hay in the corner. Ai Wenguang and others lay on the ground groaning in pain. "Don't scream... If you scream again, I'll pull out your tongues." "I'm going to sleep, don't bother me... Wait until I wake up, and we'll continue." Ning Chen leaned against the wall, closed his eyes and gathered his strength. But it was not his turn to do it. The sound of the cell door opening woke Ning Chen up. Two jailers dragged Ai Wenguang out. This was the interrogation stage. Half an hour later, Ai Wenguang was dragged back and thrown on the ground. Ning Chen took a look and took a breath. Ai Wenguang was no longer human, his legs were broken, his teeth were all pulled out, his body was covered with whip marks, his skin and flesh were turned outward, he lay there motionless, only one breath left. No wonder people say that the Supervisory Department is the hell. Few people can stand the torture of the Supervisory Department. But Ning Chen didn't sympathize with Ai Wenguang at all. Their methods of abusing the people were even more cruel than this. "Ai Wenguang, when you took human lives lightly and harmed the people, did you ever think that you would end up like this?" Ning Chen gloated on the side. A jailer looked at Ning Chen, "Don't talk... Do you want to be interrogated too?" Ning Chen shuddered and shook his head repeatedly. "I'll shut up, I'll shut up... You guys are busy, just pretend I don't exist." Ning Chen obediently ran to the corner to draw circles. He was already sentenced to death, but he didn't want to be tortured again before he died.
The two jailers smiled at each other, and then took another person away. That night, jailers went in and out. People were constantly taken away, and then brought back half-dead. The time for interrogation was getting shorter and shorter. For example, Ai Wenguang, who wanted to hold out at first and refused to plead guilty, was tortured half to death. The people behind him were already scared out of their wits. Before they were tortured, they confessed their crimes clearly... Sometimes there were unexpected gains. At about 12:00 ., two jailers walked into Ning Chen's cell. "Ning Chen, follow us." Ning Chen was dumbfounded. "Are you... going to interrogate me?" One of the jailers nodded. Ning Chen looked at Ai Wenguang and the others who were tortured to the point of looking like nobody, and shuddered. "I, I don't need to be interrogated, right? I admit it, I admit any crime." A jailer said expressionlessly: "You don't have the final say on this, and I don't have the final say on this... Don't waste time, follow us!" At this time, Liang Yucheng, Gao Ziping and others were in the torture room. "Do you think Ning Chen will be scared to the point of peeing his pants when he comes in?" "I guess not. This kid is tough despite his young age." "I guess he can. Come and bet if you don't agree." "Let's bet... I bet Ning Chen won't be scared to death." "Count me in, I bet he won't." "I bet he will." Just then, a knock on the door sounded. The group of people immediately became very serious. "Sir, Ning Chen is here!" Pan Yucheng said, "Bring him in!" Ning Chen was brought in. The air was filled with a pungent smell of blood, which made people sick. The ground was black and red, which was formed by blood seeping into the ground over the years.
The whole torture room was dark and cold, and it was full of ghosts. There was a wall full of various torture instruments, some of which were still stained with blood. Ning Chen's scalp was numb, and he couldn't help shivering. This place was too scary. He looked at Pan Yucheng and others, only to see that they had no expression on their faces, and the way they looked at him was like looking at a dead person. "Hi... Hello everyone, long time no see, I miss you so much." "May I ask what the charges are? I will plead guilty and sign my name immediately... It's getting late, everyone must be tired, go back and rest early, take care of your body." Ning Chen looked well-behaved and polite... He smiled very flatteringly. Everyone stared at him coldly. In fact, some people couldn't help it anymore, their mouths trembled constantly, and they were about to laugh out loud. Pan Yucheng slapped the table and said coldly: "Ning Chen, don't be so frivolous, see where this is? Pay attention to your attitude." The smile on Ning Chen's face was restrained a little. "Pan Jinyi, is there anything wrong with my attitude? I said, no matter what the crime is, I will plead guilty... What else do you want me to do?" Pan Yucheng said coldly with a stern face: "Still not honest, come, punish me severely."