I glanced at the furious man with a half-smile, then turned to Old Bones: "What did you say?"

Old Bones sighed and said: "Kuanzi, Hall Master Li is right. This matter is over here, you can go!"

The man shouted sternly: "Where's the evidence? I want evidence. Without evidence, I won't accept it."

I turned around and pointed into the distance and said, "The evidence you want is over there. Those two dead people are the evidence."

When I came down, I saw two broken corpses and a platform only two feet high.

I pointed at the person who was arguing with me: "Don't you want evidence? Why don't you dare to go and take a look?"

"I tell you, that platform is the third toy of the Iron Prison Lord."

"When you were a child, you should have played with villains fighting, right? That's right."

When I was little, my dad bought me toys that featured "little people fighting".

The toys at that time were relatively simple. They were two little people wearing simple human shapes with rubber bands. They were tied to a wooden board and the two little people could fight each other by pulling the rubber band underneath.

The toys at that time were not as exquisite as they are now. Many of them were handmade by the vendors themselves, and they didn’t have a fixed name. I only knew that the thing was called “Little Man Fighting”.

The man hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and walked up. First he kicked the wooden platform on the ground. Seeing that the wooden platform did not respond, he shouted: "Li Po, didn't you say there is a mechanism here? I'm coming...

"

While the man was still yelling at me, a secret door quietly opened on the wooden platform behind him.

Everyone saw this scene in their eyes, and some people reminded: "Kawako, be careful behind you."

Before Kawako could turn around, several steel wires suddenly flew out from under the wooden platform, penetrated the joints of his limbs, and dragged him to the wooden platform.

Someone wanted to rush up to save people, but was blocked by Old Bones: "Don't get in, it's Kawako's life. If you go up to save people, you have to pick up someone to get in."

Old Bones said sadly: "Look at the two corpses next to them. Who are they if they aren't the King of the West and the King of the North? The two most capable men in the prison have become like this."

"What can we do if we go up there?"

When I turned my head to look at Old Bones, the latter quickly said: "Those two heavenly kings are both innate with external skills. Their bones are different from ordinary people. Their muscles and bones are comparable to iron tools."

"When I see their bones, I know who they are?"

While Old Bones was talking, more than ten steel wires shot out from under the platform.

Those rusty steel wires were like needles and threads being manipulated, flying up and down and continuously penetrating Kawako's body, and then suddenly tightened backwards, forcefully pulling Kawako to stand.

on the platform.

From the moment Kawako's limbs were penetrated until he was fixed by wires, his screams didn't stop for a moment.

But I heard someone in the room say: "It's so noisy, shut up!"

The next moment, Kawako on the platform was stabbed in the mute point by a half-foot-long steel wire, and there was no sound anymore.

However, the silent man made people feel even more frightened. Seeing him was like seeing his own fate.

Because half of the wooden platform is still empty, and no one knows who will stand on it next.

Most of the prisoners were carefully stepping back, and only a few were carefully observing the movements around them.

The master of the iron prison has come out, and the "shut up" that I don't know where it came from just now came from his mouth.

After a while, the childish voice thought again: "The villain is fighting, and there is still one person missing. Which one of you will go up?"

Everyone shuddered and turned to look around.

No one can find the source of the sound.

But I cast my eyes on the open space behind the platform: "Can you see clearly when you sit there?"

"Can you see clearly, which one of you is going up?" After the man finished speaking, a blood-red figure also appeared on the platform.

Judging from the opponent's size, he was just a child, but his skin looked like it had been soaked in blood, which was enough to make people shudder.

The child pointed at the platform and shouted: "I want to play with toys, who of you can get up there, hurry up. I don't want to put people up there anymore, I'm too tired."

I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart.

There is more than one child in the dungeon who uses human life as a toy. They should be one big and one small.

We have just now met one of them.

The person in front of me is obviously the younger child.

When children were young, they liked playing with toys, but did not like the process of playing with them. This is just like today's children who are unwilling to change the batteries of toys.

When children get a little older, they like to make their own toys.

The person who just captured the prisoner "Wo Tou" might have dismantled Wo Tou's skeleton above our heads and made him into a toy clown.

The younger children use us as toys.

When the child saw that none of us were moving, his face instantly became ferocious: "None of you want to play with me? My brother said that if you don't obey, I will kill you."


Chapter completed!