The other party has thought of the best excuse for Lao Li, and Lao Li tries to make his smile as sincere as possible.

The white robe was very clear, the blond covered most of her face, the scum seemed to have just sprouted, he was very clear, as if he had just graduated from college.

He was imagining whether the other party was deliberately camouflaged or really seeing himself as a newcomer.

With his hands on the key, Alang was able to kill each other.

“Yes!”Li tremored as much as possible with a gentle smile.

“What’s going on here?”The white robe looked around, and in his impression that this iron chamber was used to store the research results, but now the bookshelf is gone, rubbing his eyes and carefully looking at a circle, "Someone cleaned up?"

Old Li is a little confused, is it a common thing to clean up these data?

“Hmm!”He nodded his head and watched each other as he walked over.

“Get dressed!”The other side is a head higher than old Li, bowing down the second button in the middle of the old Li Baijiao, "Captain does not like sloppi people, what is your name, from where?" 」

Name and address?

Li tremors are ambiguous and do not know how to answer, there is no message in his mind, fingers touch the brass key in his chest, as long as an ordinary stone person can knock each other down.

"I'm here with the Golden Guard."Li trembling whispered.

“The Guard?Shouldn’t someone have come there?”The white robe frowned, “What’s your name?”

“Looking!”Li trembling in his heart.

“My name is Delil!”The other party handed over a piece of paper, not a piece of paper but a kind of metal strip like a piece of paper, the text on the metal strip slowly shakes, like a tadvertible swimming, colliding together to form an image of Li, the image is engraved with a "chase" word, "you are confused, there is no business card."

Li tremor laughed awkwardly, "I was suddenly called in, came in and saw a silver dwarve, he said to take me to visit, led me here suddenly disappeared."

Old Li felt that this lie was so bad, it felt like making up a story for a three-year-old child.

“The cunning Arabian forest!”There was a tinge of anger on Delaire's face, "The last time I tricked me into the corpse heap and almost escaped."

Old Li couldn’t understand what the other means, “How do you know I’m new here, and I’m not afraid that I’m an assassin or a spy?”

Delilian did not care at all, "who would foolishly run to the underground iron prison, only the chosen will be unceremoniously put in, and no one can escape from here."

“The general!”Old Li wanted to say that he followed the golden man.

"Shhh, be quiet, and don't let anyone hear it, and if the general sees a bewildered researcher running around, he'll be unceremoniously experimenting with your palm."Delaire seemed to be afraid of the burly general.

“Is there a lot like me?”

"Basically, it's going to get lost, because the iron chamber here is turned, and even the soldiers who escorted us can't get you to the room you want."Delaire put the card in his hand and stared straight at the other side of the wall, "What do you pick on?"

Old Li put the card in his palm like him, as if to see a smelly corpse behind the wall, which was the body that had just passed.

No wonder the Arabian forest hammers would hit hard when they broke in, but the white-robed researcher was fine.

"Actually, I lied, not the Golden Guard, I'm just a butcher."Old Lee tried again, and Delaire didn’t care at all.

"That's the ordinary hard work."Delaire waited at the door, about a minute later into the iron wall, saw the old Lee with him and explained, "If you want to go to the raw iron room, you need to go through the two doormen."

The porter's room is the kind of hollow room, which is used to make different iron rooms, and the porter's and porter's rooms will be simply interleaved at a certain time.

One turned the two porters upside down, and suddenly the screaming eardrums buzzed, and the iron room was submerged with two iron beds, and the two strong soldiers were dragging an iron cage, clamoring and rubbing against the ground.

In the cage were the two refugees he had seen.

On the edge of the iron bed, two slightly small human figures were ready with an axe and a knife, and a white-robed man came in from behind Lee’s tremor.

“Dirrel, why are you here?”It was cold as if it were killing.

Delir turned trembling, "Captain, I have just found a lost man, and I just sent him over."

The other's head was a little higher than Delil, and the slender eyes were set on the sick face, which was very frightening, "What would you do?"

"I'm a butcher."

“Give him the axe and the knife!”The tall captain motioned the two soldiers in the distance to drag the petrified human from the cage to fix it on the iron bed, "picked the hand for me completely, and threw the waste directly into the body pile."

The iron bed to help a young man, should be more than 20 years old, clothes scattered with dirty mud, apparently from the slum, his palm has been completely turned into a gray rock, is slowly spreading to the wrist.

Hush!

The tall captain drew a blunt sword and dragged the ground directly to Li Tremor, “You are not a butcher!”

Old Li believes that as long as there is a little mistake, the other party will not be polite to stab his body with a blunt sword, "I want to ask you what kind of palm you need?" 」

“What do you mean?”

"There are many kinds of hand removal, such as half-hand, thin hands, whether it is necessary to connect the meridian of the arm, and the bones on the wrist are retained for a few points."

“The thin hand!”The guard captain didn’t know what it meant, but he gave the order.

Li tremor smiled, picked up the most gap of the knife, along the other side of the middle finger slowly toward the arm, although the young man than Pig called more fierce, old Li's hand did not shake a trace.

The thin cut out half of the palm and placed it in the iron disc, "This is a five-point thin palm, I can cut out the seven points and nine stratification of the palm according to the needs."

The tall captain couldn't help but laugh, and it was the first time he had heard a hand and so many slaughtering techniques, "Give me one you think is more complete."Another man with a petrified arm in the distance was dragged out.

Old Li changed a knife, like a nail, took a lime pen around the stone arm to circle a trace of lines, and then carefully tapped the lines with a hammer, slowly seeping into it until it touched the new blood.

The young man’s palm was only petrified on the surface.

Choose out **, slowly cut the skin of the bright red flesh, pick the veins and blood vessels, and finally insert a refilled steel needle into the wrist, little by little, carefully divide the bone joints on the wrist.

Time passed by one minute and a second, and half an hour old Li only singled out the hand bone joint.

This is not slaughter at all, but the use of art to remove the other person's arm from the flesh and blood.

Delir looked at the stone palms of the plate and seemed to feel that the past could still be placed in the hands of the refugees, and such an excellent slaughtering craft was definitely second to none in the gale country.

“What is your name?”The High Chief Enquirer.

“Looking!”

“You’re in control of this iron room!”The other party seemed to give territory, carrying a blunt sword directly into the body of a white-robed man, and the white-robed soldier dragged up the body of the floor and threw it into the iron chamber next door.

The other man stood still and did not dare to let loose, until the guard captain left and suddenly leaned against the wall, as if all his strength had run out at that moment.

“The leader!”He came quickly after a short break.

Delir was happy, "I'm glad you survived."There was a flash of sadness on his face.

“What happened to that man?”

"You take his place, and it's not worth it."Delaire was not just excited, he did not tell Lee trembling what he was doing in the iron prison, as if he could walk in the iron chamber at will.

The human being who followed Lao Li was similar to him, but every time he saw it, he could not help but bow his head.

His name was Chris, a very common name.

Li’s task was simple, like the original silver dwarf, to stay in this iron chamber and wait for the orders of the white-robed researchers.

Chris's craft was very good, his strength was not small, and he used to be in charge of this iron chamber.

There was no time, no space, only the brilliance of the sunstone and this little iron house, and of course, there was never a shortage of petrified slaves.

The captain of the iron prison needs to kill the unqualified refugee arm, which is a manual for him.

He did not want old Li's craft to be unfamiliar, and he needed to kill a palm every hour.

The dark iron cage is like a prison, the smell of rotten blood makes people disgusting, which ghosts are playing out.