The fat prison officer cursed angrily, approached Lin Chen, and whispered: "If I were you, I would surrender immediately, so as not to suffer so much!"

"If I were you, I would kneel down immediately so as not to suffer in the future!"

Lin Chen still sneered.

The fat prison officer was furious: "I only need the product information of Chenguang Luohe. After handing over it, I will guarantee that you will die in prison safely, otherwise you will know what Hell Island is!"

Finally, his fangs were revealed.

Lin Chen was not surprised: "I just want the information of the people behind you!"

"Send him the oven!"

The fat prison officer knew not to take any serious measures, and this person didn’t know what pain was!

"oven!"

The prisoners' faces changed drastically.

The so-called oven is actually an alloy chamber with very high temperature, with a maximum temperature of 200 degrees.

Think about it, two hundred dollars, people still don’t change into roast duck?

The most terrifying thing is that this temperature increase is slow and makes people continue to suffer.

Have you tried to make a drop of sweat?

Have you tried not having a drop of saliva in your mouth?

This punishment comes from the ancient bronze bull punishment, which imprisons people in copper cows, roasts fire below, and continues to heat up, allowing people to taste what hell is.
Chapter completed!