A few people who were tied to the stake looked silly. Everyone’s face broke out in cold weather, and I was no exception. I really don’t know if I will die today, and I don’t know if this cruel village chief will punish me. Now I am anxious and hate these dogs for doing immoral things, but let me follow them.
At this time, the village chief asked someone to break Wu’s mouth and put the calf bone into Wu’s mouth, so that the crying sound of Wu became blurred. The village chief also asked someone to untie Wu and let two people grab Wu’s thigh and stand him upside down.
No one can guess how this cruel village chief is going to torture Mr. Wu. I looked at the village chief in his forties and saw that his face was tight, hatred and anger had made him completely crazy. He put the knife saw in Mr. Wu’s groin and said calmly, "That’s what my ancestors wrote. When you want to saw a man in half, you’d better stand him upside down, so that when you saw him bleeding, there will still be blood in his brain, and he won’t die so soon. Hehe, you rabbit, enjoy it slowly."
When the village chief finished speaking, the knife saw slowly along Wu’s groin. Wu was handstanded by two people, but he heard the village chief clearly. When he heard that he was going to be sawed in half and died slowly, he was so scared that he twitched all over. If he didn’t have his calf bone in his mouth, he would definitely roar like a pig.
As Mr. Wu groaned, the knife saw in the village chief’s hand had been sawed to his navel, and the hot blood flowed down his naked body to his neck and face, and his hair was dyed red. Now the weather is very cold, and the blood on Mr. Wu’s body was quickly frozen into a layer of ice slag. In the afternoon, the sun looked enchanting and crystal clear.
Wu’s pain is like a sharp knife. I know Wu and others deserve it, but I still feel a little sorry to see him being tortured like this, and my current situation makes me feel like a rabbit and a fox, but I don’t think how much the village chief has gone too far. After all, it’s a riot to make such a crazy move when his daughter died so miserably.
After sawing for a long time, the village chief’s hands and face were red, and a lot of blood spots collapsed, which was more like a murderous maniac. The calmer his face, the more he could see that his strong heart remained unchanged when he carried out this kind of torture. He really deserves to be a descendant of the executioner.
At this time, Mr. Wu had been sawed to the chest, and the bloody intestine was sawed off and poured out of the abdominal cavity. The air was filled with foul smell, and Mr. Wu finally swallowed his breath and ended his pain.
Hundreds of people in this small mountain village watched and saw this bloody scene. Although they were nervous and scared, they were more curious and excited. They pointed to Wu’s body and said that he deserved it.
Seeing this scene, I can’t help sighing that the villagers in this small mountain village are so savage that they are indifferent when they see such lynching. It seems that the mountain is high and the emperor is far away. I’m afraid they have their own rules and order, and they don’t know the legal things. Yi Genjin travels around the country and has a lot of knowledge. I have heard him tell me that there are lynchings in Nigeria today. Local residents who catch thieves or robbers will not hand them over to the police, but they lynch them. They will inject a big tire with gasoline and then put the criminals’ chests and arms together to tie them up again. Burning a tire to burn a criminal alive is called "wearing a collar", which is extremely cruel torture. I didn’t expect lynching in this unknown mountain village in Nigeria. Compared with it here, lynching is simply not on the table
Wu’s four tigers suddenly left three tigers. Wu Erhu was so scared that his face was shaking with blood. The old habit was made again and it was very serious. At this time, he was tied to a stake and watched Wu’s boss being tortured and put to death and sawed in half. Wu Laoer couldn’t stand this kind of stimulation. His eyes fainted.
This attracted the attention of the village chief. He had just sawed Wu, and he was wondering which one to pick up. When he saw Wu Laoer, he fainted and the horse targeted him.
"Water awakens the little one who fainted!" Village head opponent a villager confessed
The villager promised to take a pot of cold water and water Wu Laoer’s head. A pot of cold water woke Wu Laoer up and stared at the village head in horror.
The village chief Gherardini walked to Wu Laoer. When Wu Laoer saw the village chief coming over, he was so scared that he didn’t speak for a long time. Finally, he trembled and stammered, "Don’t kill me. I know I was wrong."
The village chief walked up to Wu Laoer without talking. He looked at his face carefully for a long time and didn’t know what the village chief was up to.
Wu Laoer was scared and said, "What are you doing looking at my face?"
The village chief snorted and said slowly, "You have a good face. It’s quite thick. How about leaving it for me as a souvenir?"
"Why not? Why not?" Wu Laoer was so scared that he peed in his pants and begged, "I beg you, don’t do this, don’t do this."
The village chief stopped talking nonsense with Wu Laoer. Suddenly, there was a small sharp blade in his hand. He grabbed Wu Laoer’s hair with his right hand and put Wu Laoer’s head on the stake. The blade in his right hand gently scratched the top of his forehead.
"Ah, it hurts me! ! ！”
Wu Laoer screamed, his body twisted violently, and Nai was tied firmly, and his hair was tightly grasped, so he could be slaughtered by this village chief.
The small blade in the village chief’s hand slowly cuts along the outline of Wu Laoer’s face from his forehead to his ears to his cheeks and bars. Little by little, the broken skin is not cut into the meat. Wu Laoer’s face has already shed a lot of blood. The village chief is really patient and has cut Wu Laoer’s face along the outline for three minutes.
After the cut, the village chief looked at it for a while like admiring himself, throwing a small blade with blood in his hand and tearing it with his hands. Wu Laoer’s forehead wound and nails were embedded in Wu Laoer’s face, and his hands were torn at the same time.
"ah! ! ! ! ！”
As Wu Laoer a painful call to see his face was ripped by the village chief!
The village head holds the face in his hand, which is smooth and flat at the edge because it has been cut and exposed by a knife in advance. After appreciating it for a while, the village head gives the face to a villager, looking at the bloody face, calling Wu Laoer calmly and saying, "I’ll make you feel better."
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Wu Laoer’s face was bloody except for a pair of black-and-white eyes. His whole face was covered with blood and tender skin, and he was in pain. Hearing the village chief say that he would be refreshed again, Wu Laoer really didn’t have the courage to live again. He slammed his head into a stake tied to him and killed him.
The village head smiled and rushed at the two villagers who had been cooperating with him in the execution. The two villagers used to hold Wu Laoer’s head down to prevent him from hitting the stake again.
This is really a survival, not a death! I went to Zhou Fuxuan’s place and saw the old guy’s two little triangular eyes jabbering around. He thought about his escape plan, but there was something he could do. He was waiting to be tortured. Now I’m scared to death. Although I’ve seen cannibals torture people cruelly, this time it’s a slaughtered lamb, and there are many tricks for this village chief to torture people cruelly. I really don’t know how he will be brutally killed when it’s his turn.
Just as I was thinking with trepidation, the village chief had asked the two villagers to untie Wu Laoer from the stake and then took off Wu Laoer pants to show his ass.
At this moment, the village chief took a sharp knife and asked two villagers to stand Wu Laoer up and let Wu Laoer bend down and pout his ass. I saw this and thought with a quiver, what kind of trouble is this? Maybe this village chief is gay and wants to explode Wu Laoer chrysanthemums?
Just when I guessed at random, something unexpected happened. The village chief took a sharp knife in his hand and pointed it at Wu Laoer, pursed his back yard and inserted it.
"ouch!"
Wu Laoer let out a howl like a pig being slaughtered, bent forward fiercely, and a sharp knife was drawn out from his chrysanthemum. Wu Laoer screamed and tried to rush forward, but his arms were held tightly by the two villagers, and he continued to bend over and pursed his ass.
Blood is constantly flowing from his chrysanthemum. It’s really a chrysanthemum with blood all over the floor. The village chief didn’t even think about it. He plunged in with a knife. Before Wu Laoer’s body went forward again, he turned the sharp knife neatly and then pulled it out, bringing out Wu Laoer’s large intestine head!
The village chief clutched Wu Laoer’s large intestine and said "let him go" to two villagers with Wu Laoer.
Two villagers frightened Wu Laoer Song Wu Laoer and turned around. When they saw that their large intestine head was in the hands of the village chief, he couldn’t believe that all this was really crying. He straightened up and shivered in pain. The goods actually shed two lines of tears. The face was salty and the tears were even heavier. His screams of pain were even louder.
Wu Laoer, the village chief’s sharp knife, stabbed him in the back and shouted, "Run for your life!"
Wu Laoer didn’t know if the village chief’s words were true or false, but he didn’t dare to run there. The village chief was a little impatient and stabbed Wu Laoer in the back. "Run forward and don’t look back!"
Wu Laoer was stung to death and ran forward, but his large intestine head was still in the village head’s hand, and he pulled out his intestines! Wu Laoer was so nervous that he didn’t feel the pain at the moment. When he found the pain unbearable, he had already run out of a dozen paces, and his intestines were pulled out for a long time!
"Plop" A Wu Laoer fell to the ground and was pulled out with a little blood on his intestines. The village chief threw his intestines to the ground and walked to Wu Laoer. Wu Laoer was already dying. The village chief smiled and said to him, "Is this called pulling the intestines cool enough?"
Wu Laoer didn’t even utter a word. He breathed his last with a head tied.
The village head wiped his hands and looked at the blood. Several people tied to the pile said to the villagers who were watching, "It’s getting dark. Let’s go back to sleep. I’m tired today, and then I will continue to torture them." Then he said to the two villagers who helped him to torture them, "You two watch them tonight, and don’t let them get away and kill themselves."
Then the village chief asked someone to put away his daughter’s body and led the villagers back to stay with the two villagers here.
The two villagers are wearing big cotton-padded jackets. They are tied with wooden stakes and tied with Wu Laosan and Wu Laosi. Wu Laosan cried bitterly at Zhou Renyao, saying, "My grass mud horse Zhou Renyao blames you for the girl’s hand first. If you hadn’t fallen into this position?"
Zhou Renyao also lost his soul, but now he can survive for a night, and his nervousness has also calmed down. When Wu Laosan scolded him, Zhou Renyao also swore, "Wu Laosan, what are you talking about? You fucking played with that girl, too? Let’s not talk about anyone!"
In this way, these two guys scolded each other one by one, and finally angered the two guarding villagers, gave them two sticks each, and immediately beat them up without saying a word
I’ve been tied to a stake for hours, and my body is numb, and it’s even colder after dark, freezing me like a stiff. I’ve been tied to this stake until nine o’clock in the evening, waiting for the day to be tortured by that cruel village head.
What’s wrong with people when they are desperate? I’m thinking about what I’ll be like. Is it a way to die, or is it a way to live? Or is this village head more cruel? It’s hard to die in any way. I’m determined now that when it comes to that, I’ll bite my tongue and kill myself, and I can’t suffer from that!
At this time, the two villagers were a little sleepy, too. They sat there in their big cotton-padded jackets and dozed off. At night, the cold wind blew me and made me tremble with cold. I couldn’t help feeling that it was so difficult for people to come to this world in tears when they were born. Maybe babies are the most spiritual. It’s so hard to know that coming to this world is suffering and waiting to be tortured to death. In a daze, I can’t help but think of Nellie, my beloved wife. What is she doing at home now? Is she burning the kang hot and waiting for me to go home and reunite with her? Waiting for me to come in from the outside and surprise me with a dog brother and jump into my arms?