Dragon Warriors
Chapter 71. Monkey Ngeselin

Da Min came out with a high level of vigilance not to be caught.

Feng Ni who was waiting not far from the lighthouse also brought Da Min through a safe place with him.

"Follow me," he said seeing the left right remained empty soldier.

They ran so fast, that Feng Ni managed to take him safe without being caught.

Hufff....

Their breaths of relief had also succeeded from the supervision of the soldiers, to the place of the part of the palace that only Feng Ni was visiting at this moment.

"What's wrong, if this is used as a base?" feng Ni asked showing the secret tunnel behind the library's library bookcase.

"It's okay," seeing the place that the headquarters said was much better than staying in the lighthouse.

There is a complete preparation of all necessities, including thick blankets and folding mattresses.

"Again can get in and out more calmly," teach how to get in and out of the secret tunnel, and schedule when there will be people who enter.

"Ready."

Feng Ni also came out to take a philosophy book so as not to be suspected when caught by soldiers.

Da Min's aim was to be removed from the lighthouse, immediately he investigated looking for all the evidence according to the instructions from Feng Ni.

Elsewhere, the twin agents, as predicted by the queen of angels, are experiencing a major misfortune.

They accidentally entered a trap that was made very neatly arranged by the rebels. There, their hands were chained to iron.

In order to find out what information they had, the rebel men tortured them with hot iron.

"Quick say!!" snapped by a berewok, bring hot iron that is ready to stick on the skin of the face of twin agents.

"No !! Until we die, we won't tell you!" said skinny twins, the pain of being touched by hot iron.

"Great as well as your guts" the bewok man reheated the less hot iron.

Haha......

Laughter cheers bewok men to hurt their prisoners.

A man with a codet did not come for long, carrying a neatly arranged bamboo in the size of a book.

"Surge!!" said the codet man ngusir his friends who laugh happily.

"Gee.... The executioner has come," welcome the bewok man, give way to judge the prisoner.

The codet man known as the executioner took out a bamboo torture device.

The twin hands that were still tied in iron chains on top of the head were inserted in a bamboo torture array.

Arrhgggg......

The twin screams were slightly fat, his hands tightly clamped the bamboo segments between his fingers.

"Quickly say, if you don't want to get sick," suggested the bewok man folding his hands see the spectacle.

"Don't!" pekik skinny twins.

The guy with the code noleh sideways. Looks brave face to fight all their desires.

The torture bamboo came off and left a trace on the slightly fat twin fingers.

"Oh.... Now it's his brother's turn" said another man who enjoyed seeing the torture.

"Yes. Will open your mouth soon" said the man beside.

"Shut your mouths! Just look at the way the executioner acts, "tap ketus men bewok.

The bamboo is now changing places, the goods of anyone who receives such torment will not be able to survive for a secret lid.

"Better tell me before this tool tortures you!" said coldly ketus men with a codet, ready to pull a rope that connects bamboo-bamboo.

"Once no, keep NO !" skinny twins are keeping all the secrets.

"We'll see" the man with the codet stared intently and viciously.

The torment began, scream after scream filled the torture chamber.

Arrhgggg.......

If one twin is hurt, the other twin will be there to give the spirit of survival.

As per the motto of duty, they will still keep a secret even if they have to be paid for their lives.

Torture after torment continued to abound, the entire body was covered with wounds. Both the wounds of torture devices, lashes and also hot iron they had all felt.

No matter how strong it is, there is still a threshold of survival.

Their bodies were tired of punishment, and therefore they fainted with all their bodies.

The wounded and slashed bodies, they lumurin coarse salt.

Let there be no screams, but the mimic response of the twin faces so painful tormented.

"Strong enough they survive, too" said another man.

"really. If what we used to torture, will be extinct," said his friend brought an empty barrel to accommodate the urine of horses.

"Because they don't want to admit, we're forced to take horse art."

"Yes, how do you know after this ngaku," put a barrel under the horse.

Pissing horses was not as much as they expected, but enough for the person who commanded them.

"This is what was asked," handed me a barrel of horse art.

"Push it to them so that the wound continues," said the man bewok.

The contents of the barrel are splashed from the part of the head full of rough salt sprinkles.

"Take them! If sober, quickly flush them with this," hardik man codet, hand over the jar of vinegar contents.

"Ready."

The codet man and bewok out leave the prisoner with his friend on guard.

While his group mates were on guard, the 2 men had gone to report to their man.

As a paid person, they are also required to report any related matters.

With the horses running, they arrived at the boss' place for a report.

"Master, 2 the man was clean, tight-lipped" the codet man reported.

"Torture them until I get what I want!" hardik ringer wearing caping and covered in black veil.

"Good."

"If you remain silent, it is better to disappear" said firmly, leave the meeting place.

Understand of course their boss's intentions.Well info or not, their final task must be completed without a trace.

3 Days have the twin agents tortured without being able to eat or drink.

A frail body and a pungent smell will definitely not survive more than 3 days in the future.

"From a waste of energy, we'd better throw them into the abyss" one man suggested to an angry bewok man and a hot iron slam.

"good. They will also have no use in living." The man agreed with his friend's advice.

The twin agents were wrapped in sacks, then taken away on horseback.

At the end of a steep gorge full of sharp rocks below, the body of the twin agents is thrown down like garbage.

Haha.....

"This is the fate if you don't want to tell," laughed the man who threw the body of skinny twins wrapped in sacks.

"Yuk back before anyone sees," asked one, patting the palm.

"Come on.." embrace a friend's shoulder.

It is certain that the fate of the twin agents was thrown from a height with many sharp stones below. Not to mention the body wrapped in sacks, the entire body was injured, the tongue was also sliced, the hands and feet were broken.

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Near the bottom of the gorge, a logger looking for dry logs to take home meets a grove of forest monkeys who continue to disturb.

Each neatly arranged piece of wood will be taken and thrown away by the naughty monkeys.

"You if you don't moan, aren't you happy?" lumberjack complains, must back to back split wood.

Kukkukk....Kakkaa.....

The monkey hangs with one hand.

There's just the behavior of the monkey.

"Please don't bother me anymore. If it keeps bothering the people in my house will worry," the lumberjack cupped his hands begging.

Kukkukk....Kakkaa.....

The monkeys are getting more and more woodcutters.

The cleavage of wood that was ready to be brought home, they took it away to jump over the tall trees to climb up.

"Yes already. Maybe I choose another place without them" the woodcutter sincerely took the rest of the woodcut.

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