Chapter 1721

Name:Juvenile Medical God Author:Zhu Mo
The era is advancing, and the slave owners' means of controlling slaves are also advancing, from the original whip and chain to the invisible shackles such as house slaves, car slaves and Karoo. Although the means are advancing, the essence of them has not changed much.

The difference is that although the former slaves were suppressed by whips and chains, they were always unwilling to be slaves, and they would fight hard and even overthrow the slave owners as soon as they had the chance. Now, many people have become slaves, but they don't know that they are still working hard to change their lives and realize their ideals. However, most of them are still slaves. The alligators at the top of the food chain can move their mouths to fill their pots with slaves, and those slaves who have been plundered can only admit their misfortunes.

It has to be said that today's slave owners are really clever in their means, which fully mobilize the enthusiasm of the most slaves in their eyes, because only by letting these slaves work willingly can they maximize their position in creating wealth.

And these high-ranking slave owners have no compassion in their hearts, and even if they have, they cannot give to the slaves below.

"It's better to be friendly than to be a domestic slave." this is the face of a slave owner like Song Lian.

Therefore, for Song Lian, the first thing to ensure is their own interests. As for any other nation and people, they are not birds.

"Well, I have a good time talking to you." Qin Lang sneered and said, with a flick of Quzhi, he dropped a little red light on the back of Song Lian's hand.

In fact, this light is not very hot, even a little cold. But a moment later, it brought deep pain to Song Lian, and even his soul seemed to feel a kind of burning pain.

"Ah What are you doing, you little boy! " Song Lian cried out in pain.

The experts behind Song Lian reacted. They all shot at Qin Lang, but Qin Lang kicked them back easily. Although they are also experts at the level of martial saint, they are not at the same level as Qin Lang.

However, Qin Lang did not kill them, at least for the time being.

Song Lian's face turned blue with pain. He wanted to put out this Mars at the first time, but this Mars was just like a maggot attached to bone. Whatever he did, it would not go out, and the pain brought to Song Lian was unimaginable.

"It's too cheap to kill you directly."

Qin Lang's tone was very calm. "After being burned by the fire of Honglian industry, you have almost no reincarnation. It will burn your flesh and bones completely to ashes little by little. By the way, if you want to live, you should cut off this arm! But hurry up, or it may be too late! "

Qin Lang is good at tormenting people.

For a man like Song Lian, Qin Lang thinks it's really unnecessary to give him a chance to reincarnate. However, looking at the scene when he was burned by honglianye, Qin Lang thinks it's very good. No matter how distinguished his family is, no matter how beautiful he used to be in China, but now his wailing sounds just like the pig killed.

"Two wastes Hurry to help! Put out the damn fire! ——Don't cut off my arm! It's killing me! " Song Lian cried out in pain.

"Don't worry, we will separate the fire with vigorous Qi." One of the experts said that a little vigorous Qi had cut the past and was ready to separate the fire from Song Lian's body, but the result was not optimistic. His vigorous Qi seemed to have no effect on the fire.

"It seems that only one piece of meat can be plucked out!" Another expert suggested.

Qin Lang watched from the side, and he did not hinder these people from rescuing Song Lian.

I thought it would be OK to pluck out a piece of meat, but it's not the case. I even plucked out a piece of meat with skin, but that spark is still on Song Lian's body, which makes Song Lian more painful, even he has begun to cry.

"Little beast Are you crazy? Do you really want to be our enemy... "

Song Lian is suffering so much that he almost collapses. But until now, he doesn't think Qin Lang really wants to kill him, because he always thinks Qin Lang can't be so stupid. Doesn't Qin Lang know what the consequences will be if he kills him? Don't he know that the whole dragon and snake army and even his poison clan will be affected?

anyway, Song Li thinks that Qin Lang must be a madman, because only a madman can't weigh the fierce relationship among them. Even a person like general Yan has to make concessions. What is this little man? If he is not a madman, how can he make such a crazy decision?

the rest of Song Lian's men also took part in his treatment, but it still didn't work. This spark is like a flame released by a match. It seems that it can be extinguished with one breath, but strangely, this flame has not been extinguished all the time, no matter how they toss it. And the more tossed, the larger the fire burned Song Lian. Now his palm has been burned half, and the fire is still spreading.

"Damn Damn... What on earth do you want! Say your conditions! " Song Lian thinks that Qin Lang is so crazy. He just wants to put forward some conditions to get benefits from their family, because this is the only reasonable explanation.

"I have nothing. I'm waiting for you to die here." Qin Lang's tone was calm and indifferent.

"Say! What are you going to do to take back this damn flame! " Song Lian is almost howling in pain. It's the first time in his life that he has been subjected to such torture.

"No way. I can't take it back." Qin Lang said, "otherwise, as I said before, how about cutting off your hand directly?"

"You..." Song Lian finally realized that Qin Lang didn't seem to be for any condition, but just to torture him.

"Cut it -" Qin Lang said to the two fighters next to Song Lian, "he can't make this decision. Maybe you can make it for him."

"No - I can't cut off my hand! It's killing me!" Song Lian is in great pain at the moment, but it's too expensive for him to give up an arm, so he made a discount, "start from the wrist - Oh!"

As soon as Song Lian's voice fell, his men began to work, so Song Lian's wrist was gone. However, the pain did not leave him, because at the fracture of the wrist, the bloody flame continued to burn, still deepening his pain.

Some of his subordinates have already stuffed the healing elixir into his mouth, and tried to relieve his pain by acupoints. However, this did not help. His pain still followed closely, making Song Lian almost faint.

Pain, not only from the body, but also from his soul.