mtl008 Chapter 1914: Torture
Chapter 1914: Torture
His face was full of sarcasm and his words were extremely arrogant. He unscrupulously said that Bayer was stupid. These words made Ami immediately furious. His face turned red and his eyes widened.
Her brother is her bottom line, and she will never allow anyone to speak of her brother like that.
Besides, since Zhaman dared to say such things, he must know the truth about his brother's death.
She pressed harder and harder, almost crushing Zhaman's face to the point of leaving blood marks: "Zhaman, who killed my brother? Tell me, tell me, and I'll forgive you..."
"Spare my life? Amir, do you have the ability to do that?" Zhaman's eyes were full of mockery. He looked in the direction of Chen Changli and Wan Shufang, but his face was stepped on by Amir and he could not move at all.
After rolling her eyes for a while, she finally gave up. Seeing that he refused to tell the truth, Amir was so angry that she moved her feet away, picked up Zhaman and punched him in the face.
With a bang, he was pierced by cartilage powder. As soon as Amir let go, he fell to the ground powerlessly, spitting blood. His tone was still arrogant: "Amir, is this all you have? You are just like your stupid brother, useless."
"Shut up!"
Amir drew out her big knife and stabbed it straight at her face. Seeing this, Chen Changli quickly drew his sword and stepped forward to block her knife: "Amir!"
His angry rebuke brought Amir back to her senses. She frowned and looked at Zhaman with a cold face, as if she was looking at a dead person.
Then, Amir turned around and knelt down in front of the King of Xirong, clasped his hands together, and said earnestly: "Your Majesty, please hand over Zhaman to me for interrogation. He is responsible for my brother's death."
"Don't worry, I will find out all the truth and make Zhaman confess his guilt."
She kowtowed to the King of Xirong and did not stand up for a long time. When Zhaman, who was lying on the ground, heard that Amir actually wanted him to confess his guilt, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
At the first table, the King of Xirong looked at Amir's anxious and determined look, sighed, and finally nodded: "Okay, then you will interrogate him. Come, take Zhaman away and put him in jail."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
The guards responded, carrying the bags on both sides, and left the tent.
After everyone left, the King of Xirong looked at Chen Changli and saw that he was putting away his sword. He couldn't help but feel relieved. Fortunately, he and Chen Changli were allies. With Chen Changli's ability, if they were his opponent, Xirong would probably be destroyed.
Thinking of this, the King of Xirong raised his glass and smiled at Chen Changli, saying, "Old Duke Chen is indeed a meritorious official of Dayong. He is a master of strategy and his abilities are truly admirable to me. This crisis was successfully averted thanks to the old Duke."
"Come, on behalf of Xirong, I'll toast you a glass."
The King of Xirong was originally the king of a region. According to his status, he should not have toasted Chen Changli, but he valued Chen Changli's ability and the opportunity to cooperate with Dayong, so he was willing to humble himself.
Seeing this, Chen Changli did not lose face and walked back to his seat and picked up the wine glass. Wan Shufang also stood up, and the two of them respectfully raised their glasses to the King of Xirong.
"It is our honor to have such good cooperation with the King of Xirong and to eliminate dissidents."
The two of them said in unison, with smiles on their faces, they raised their heads and drank the wine in their glasses.
After finishing the wine, the King of Xirong whispered a few words to the maidservant who served him. The maidservant retreated and soon came back with a tray. On the tray was Chen Changli's jade pendant.
"My Lord, this is the jade pendant that you sent along with the message. Now that the matter has been settled, I think it is time to return the jade pendant to its original owner."
As he spoke, the King of Xirong came down and personally took the jade pendant and handed it to Chen Changli. Thinking of the danger this time, the King of Xirong was still a little scared: "If you hadn't sent someone to remind me, I would have been in trouble."
If Dayong and Xirong go to war, it will be of no benefit to either of them, especially Xirong. With their military strength, they cannot defeat Dayong.
When the King of Xirong thought of Zhaman’s hidden hatred towards Xirong, he looked puzzled.
"I am curious, sir, how did you find out the purpose of Zhaman?"
Hearing this, Chen Changli's eyes flickered slightly, but only for a moment. He suppressed the emotion in his eyes and replied to the King of Xirong with a smile as usual: "I was just lucky. Thanks to the cooperation of the king, we were able to discover the abnormality of Zhaman in time, lure the snake out of its hole, and catch it."
"Yes, at least everything has been resolved safely. Now that Zhaman has been handed over to Amir for interrogation, I can rest assured." The King of Xirong paused, looked at Amir, and then continued: "This battle is tiring, why don't you two stay in Xirong for two more days to rest before doing anything else?"
The King of Xirong asked to keep his men. Chen Changli and Wan Shufang looked at each other. They also guessed that Zhaman should know about the death of Amir's brother.
They had promised Amir that they would help her find out the cause of her brother's death. Now the truth was before their eyes. They could just wait for two more days until the truth came out before leaving.
After thinking about it and seeing the same emotion in Wan Shufang's eyes, Chen Changli nodded: "Okay, then I'll have to trouble King Xirong."
The King of Xirong laughed loudly, turned around and walked back to his seat.
"Haha, you are also the heroes of Xirong. You saved the people from a war. We Xirong will definitely treat you well."
After the matter was settled, singing and dancing continued at the banquet, creating a harmonious and harmonious atmosphere. Chen Changli and Wan Shufang also relaxed and drank a lot of wine. Only Amir had a stern face throughout the whole process, and he couldn't wait to interrogate Zhaman.
Finally the banquet was over. After she had Chen Changli and Wan Shufang sent back, she went directly to the prison.
In the dark and damp prison, Zaman was tied up. When he saw Amir waving a knife in front of him, he sneered with disdain.
"You can kill me or chop me up as you wish. You don't think I'm afraid of your methods, do you?"
Amir narrowed his eyes, his face expressionless, his whole body exuding a chill: "Zaman, I will ask you one last time, what exactly happened to my brother's death?"
"Heh." Zhaman snorted coldly and turned his head away without saying a word, not even a word of ridicule.
He didn't say anything. Although Amir was a little annoyed, she was not in a hurry. Now that he was in prison, she had plenty of ways to make him speak.
Amir sat on a chair, his mind racing. He played with a dagger in his hand and said calmly, "Come here, knock off his fingers one by one."
"Let's see whether you are stubborn or just stubborn."
As she spoke, she couldn't help but touch her severed finger. Although it no longer hurt after treatment, the severed finger could not be reattached. She also wanted to experience the pain of a severed finger by having it pricked again!
"Yes, my lord!"
The subordinate took the order, took the hammer, released his stabbed hands and pressed them down on the table.
The hammer was raised high and brought down heavily. The sound of "bang" and the screams of broken bones and pierced flesh echoed in every corner of the dungeon.
"what!"