ng Ran had clearly been teasing Ye Fan, driving him mad with desire.When he gets back, he must definitely find that little girl to vent his anger. Ye Fan thought wickedly in his heart. At this time, a...Ye Fan glanced at the assassin, it was clear that both of his legs were broken, seemingly shot by a gun.

The assassin was wearing dusty camouflage fatigues, with bits of grass and dirt clinging to them. When the soldiers tossed him onto the ground, he seemed to have lost all ability to resist, like a puddle of mud.

Soon, the captain of the guard under Kunkka walked over and stopped a few meters from Kunkka, whispering a few words in a low voice.

Kunka glanced back at Ye Fan, her eyes a little strange.

What's going on Could he really suspect me Heaven and earth can bear witness, I have nothing to do with this. Seeing Kunka's suspicious gaze, Ye Fan said in his heart. However, when Kunka looked at him, he also met Kunka's gaze directly, his eyes clear and unwavering.

Kunka glanced at Ye Fan, then said something to the squad leader in their native tongue. Afterwards, the two of them continued talking in their native language. Ye Fan couldn't understand what they were saying; they spoke very quickly, and Kunka's face kept shifting between expressions.

After a while, the captain of the guard respectfully bowed to Kunka and then took a few steps back to stand beside the bloody figure.

Kunka squinted his eyes, let out two sinister chuckles, and glanced at Ye Fan: "My friend, it was this guy who almost killed me, while you saved my life."

He muttered to himself, "What a ruthless fellow! He actually killed three of my guards in the jungle."

Seeing Ye Fan staring at the people below with strange eyes, Kunka suddenly chuckled and said, "What's wrong Do you find it strange He can't move now. My captain severed his tendons in his hands and feet."

As expected, after hearing Kunka's words, Ye Fan immediately saw the saber on the guard captain's body, bearing streaks of crimson blood.

"Begin!" At that, Kunka waved his hand, and two soldiers quickly leaped down to the sand below, beginning to dig a hole. They worked swiftly, soon creating a grave just big enough to bury a person. I estimated.

Seeing this scene, Ye Fan was a little puzzled and couldn't help but ask: "Execution so quickly No interrogation"

He was not only a little suspicious, but also had other purposes. Since Ye Fan knew that Kunka brought him here mostly out of suspicion, he thought it would be better to behave generously. Being timid and hesitant would only arouse more suspicion.

"No need to ask." Kunka said calmly, "This man looks like a mercenary. There are many people who want me dead; they are just my opponents. Asking each one would be troublesome. Just kill him! But he killed three of my personal guards, I won't let him die easily."

When speaking, Kunka's eyes flashed a hint of ruthlessness. With a wave of his hand, someone immediately carried the killer on the ground and threw him into the pit. Then they fixed his position, keeping his head facing upwards, and began filling the pit with dirt using a shovel.

After watching for a while, Ye Fan suddenly realized they weren't preparing to bury this killer alive. The killer's upper body was still exposed, with only sand filling in around his chest.

"What are you doing" Ye Fan suddenly felt a jolt in his heart, remembering a kind of torture he knew: "Do you want to skin him"

"Skinning… why do you say that" Kunka frowned, looking at Ye Fan with a puzzled expression.

Ye Fan didn't think too much at the time, and blurted out: "It's just skinning... burying a person in the ground, only showing their head, then cutting a knife on the top of the head, and pouring mercury into the wound. The mercury flows along the gaps between the skin and muscles, causing the skin to peel off. And the person will feel both pain and itching, instinctively trying to crawl upwards..."

Ye Fan was speaking, while looking into Kunka's eyes. However, when he was halfway through his sentence, he suddenly realized something. Looking at Kunka's eyes, it was clear that he didn't know about the kind of torture Ye Fan had just described. Telling him this now, what if he learned to do such things in the future Wouldn't that be my sin

Thinking of this, Ye Fan closed his mouth and said nothing, but in his heart he wished he could slap himself.

But luckily, Kunka first showed a hint of surprise in his eyes, then a touch of disdain.

He chuckled and said, "Oh, my friend... I originally thought you were a civilized person. It seems you're also proficient in these things... Haha, very good."

At this point, he nodded thoughtfully, but his tone shifted again. He continued, "By the way, Mr. Ye is Chinese, right I heard that your people in China have all sorts of strange and complicated ways of torturing others. What's the point of so many elaborate methods when you could just get straight to the point If you want to flay someone, I'd just use a knife! Just like butchering a beast... You say using mercury, hmph... That way you have to always carry mercury around with you, what a hassle!"

Ye Fan opened his mouth, but he felt relieved inside. He let out a sigh and couldn't help but wonder why Kunka would implement such torture at this time. He asked, "Well, General..."

"Just call me Kunka!" He glanced at Ye Fan: "Now you're my good friend."

"Alright then... General Kunka." Ye Fan still added his rank, this time he didn't say anything, so I continued to ask, "Then why bury him here"

"This is our most cruel punishment! In our tribe's language, it's called 'Kulucca'!" Kunka's eyes flashed with a cruel look. Truly worthy of being the leader of a band of outlaws, an aura emanated from him that seemed to lower the temperature of the surrounding air considerably.

When Kunka uttered the word "Kul'Tiras", the wolfish guards standing beside him all shivered slightly, some even displaying unnatural expressions on their faces.

The unnatural expression on the guards' faces was not lost on Ye Fan. It seemed that this punishment was a hundred times more terrifying than he had previously said. And it seemed that this kind of punishment was frequently carried out, for when Kunka simply uttered a word, the guards around him immediately felt uneasy.

Well... it seems this 'Kurluka' is something they are all afraid of.

Two soldiers quickly brought over a pile of strange things, a kind of strange, dried plant. I don't know what use it had, but the two soldiers carefully distributed this pile of things around the red sand and then took out fire to light them up.

Suddenly, after these dry grasses burned, a pungent and strange smell came out. It wasn't exactly fragrant or foul, just very odd.

The problem lies in these weeds, should it Yet Ye Fan never figured it out. After all, this place was completely unfamiliar to him.

After setting the fire circle ablaze, the two soldiers exchanged a glance before swiftly drawing their daggers. They slashed repeatedly at the exposed skin of the assassin buried in the sand, leaving deep wounds. As blood gushed out rapidly, they fled like frightened animals, jumping out of the fire circle and scrambling onto a nearby rock. Perched atop the crag, the two soldiers appeared visibly shaken.

Is it so terrifying Seeing two soldiers looking terrified, Ye Fan was puzzled. Just then, the situation changed!enery and ambiance, everything unfolded before his eyes. There were also American white beauties who frequently passed by him, their divinely-gifted elegance and ample... breasts, directly assaulting...