Chapter 53 (1/2)
”Don't you say it or not?”
A cross stands in the dark basement.
On this cross, there is a man in Royal robe.
His face was full of palm prints, and his forehead was knocked with bags everywhere.
Song Shao shopkeeper with a whip in his hand stands in front of the man.
From time to time, he slapped the man in royal clothes, or his brain collapsed.
”Ha ha, I don't know the height of the earth.”
”How dare you pretend to be your highness Shen Ao in front of me.”
”I didn't expect it! I have met his highness Shen Ao
”What's more, it won't win in 300 rounds with his highness Shen Ao.”
”Your Highness's peerless spirit and beautiful face are unique throughout Dayan country.”
”Can you pretend to be his temperament
”I advise you to do it as soon as possible! Free from skin and flesh. ”
At the same time, manager song Shao moved his hands happily.
Sometimes to Shen Ao a brain collapse, sometimes a backhand slap.
Don't say, beat the boy like a silly son.
It's a very comfortable feeling.
At this moment, manager song Shao gradually understood his father's happiness.
No wonder that old man always scolded me for being stupid and beat me.
The feeling of beating my son at leisure is so pleasant.
Song Shao manager's heart, suddenly a bold idea.
I don't know. If you change this guy into daddy's clothes.
Easy to become a father, fight will be more enjoyable!
……
”Little Turtle, how is the trial going?”
In Song Shao's fantasy, song's voice sounded outside the basement.
Suddenly scared song Shao shopkeeper scalp numb, a face guilty to retreat to the side.
”Dad, I tortured this boy for half an hour.”
”But the boy is so hard spoken that he doesn't say a word.”
Manager song glanced at Shen Ao's clothes that were not damaged.
And looked at Shen Ao's face's palm print and brain crack print.
He looked at the manager of song Shao, and his expression gradually became angry.
”If you don't strike a whip, you just slap your mouth and beat your brain. This is torture?”
Song Shao shopkeeper aggrieved: ”people have followed you since childhood, and have not tried criminals!”
”Worthless thing,” said manager song coldly, ”give me the whip!”
Seizing the whip from his son's hand, manager song took a deep breath.
To be honest, it was the first time he had been tortured.
Indeed, it is not particularly experienced!
After thinking about it, manager Song said, ”I'll give you one more chance.”
”Thief, confess! Otherwise, the whip will not grow eyes
Shen Ao's swollen face is full of resentment.
At this moment, his eyes were helpless, pitiful and sad, as if he could speak.
And intelligence quotient and emotional quotient are far more than the stupid son of song shopkeeper, read his eyes.
……
Bang!
The backhand of manager song is a slap in the face, which makes the little shopkeeper confused.
”Dad, I tried my best to help you interrogate him. Why did you beat me again?”
Manager song Shao is angry. Even if you are my father, you can't be happy to beat me!
Believe it or not, I'll go outside and prick a scarecrow, put on your clothes and prick needles every day?
The manager of Song Dynasty is full of black lines, pointing to Shen Ao, who has been making a ”wuwuwu” sound.
”Xiaobiedu, who have you ever seen to seal people's mouths?”
Listening to his father's scolding, the manager of song Shao is stupid.
He looked at the cross and saw his brother crying.
From the brother's tears, he saw grievances, indignation, resentment, and relief.
Finally, someone will say a fair word for your highness, you silly son of a bitch.
Keep asking me to say no, no say, no say, no say!
You've got to untie the forbidden word in my mouth!
No words, but let me confess to you and be lenient?
My highness, tannima, is white!