Pirates: Sign in from the city of advancement

The next day, Li En was transported away.

Delivered to the Holy Land of Mary Joya.

The first place to send it was the slave place.

The arrogant Draco, of course, could not allow any slaves to live under the same roof as them.

So there were slave places.

Li En was sent here first and locked up in a room.

There are a lot of torture instruments nearby.

There is also a stove next to it, and there is a red-hot soldering iron in it.

The pattern above is the unique mark of the Draco, the hoof of the Tianxiang Dragon.

Every slave must be branded with such a mark.

Li En, of course, is no exception.

But how could he let this ugly mark appear on his body.

So Li En was ready to start directly, first release these slaves, and then beat Draco when the time came.

"A few of you, take him away for me, Lord Roschar will personally brand him."

Just as Li En was about to resist, a man in black suddenly walked in.

As soon as this man came in, he pointed at Li En.

Li En was originally going to make a move, but after listening to this man's words, he immediately gave up resisting.

He just wanted to be taken to Draco.

At that time, first beat the Draco, and then release these slaves, in reverse order, it will not be so dangerous.

Soon, Li En was taken away.

Along the way, Li En was particularly depressed, but he remembered the nearby terrain clearly.

When the time comes, you don't have to run and don't worry about getting lost.

Ten minutes later, Li En was sent to a mansion with one of the rooms.

Then everyone left, leaving Li En alone.

Li En glanced around.

The room was clean and tidy and looked gorgeous.

However, the things in the room made Li En feel embarrassed.

All of them were instruments of torture.

Some of these torture instruments are of interest to Li En.

See what that is?

It was not the legendary wooden donkey, a very practical torture device, which he had seen on the Internet.

Sure enough, Draco people are talents.

I actually know so many torture instruments, and I must discuss it when I have time.

Next, Draco should give it a try.

Li En stood up, looked at the torture instruments around him, and took a serious look at it a few times.

Yo huh.

There is not much cultural difference between the two worlds.

I didn't expect the torture instruments to be so similar.

A certain ten torture, as well as all kinds of torture instruments, Li En has seen it.

It is estimated that the only difference is that these torture instruments are made of gold.

The wooden donkey before should be a golden donkey.

Should be nice.

Tap-da-da....

Outside, there was a sudden series of footsteps.

Li En immediately returned to his place and sat down, closing his eyes.

Soon, the door opened and several people walked in from outside.

"A few of you, let me out, don't come in."

From the tone of these words, this arrogant attitude, Li En can be sure that this must be the world aristocratic Draco.

Only they are so arrogant.

Soon, the door closed again.

A male Draco walked in slowly, with a cruel smile on his face.

This guy is definitely not a good person.

Wait a minute.

Draco doesn't seem to have any good people anymore except for Doflamingo's brother and family.

"Pirates, from today onwards, you will be the slave of my Roschar Saint, and I will let you know how powerful I am."

Lee completely ignored Roscharseng's words.

Next, who is angry is not certain.

Roschar Saint stepped aside, picked up the already red-burning iron, and slowly walked in front of Li En.

And raised his right hand, used the red-hot soldering iron, and dangled in front of Li En.

"Boy, this is the Tianxiang Dragon Hoof of our Draco, I will print it for you today."

Red-hot iron, slowly approaching.

At that moment, Li En suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the red-hot soldering iron, and kicked at the neck of Roschar Saint at the same time.

Roschar Saint fainted directly.

"This idiot."

Li En's eyes were filled with contempt.

Even if you want to be here alone, at least you have to handcuff the slaves.

Instead of just handying hands.

Is it true that everyone is waste?

Li En glanced at Roschar Saint, picked up the key on the ground, and opened the handcuffs.

Moved his hands a little.

After being tortured for so long, I am still a little tired.

"Okay, now it's time for the two of us to play."

Lean handcuffed Rothchar, then picked up a rag and gagged him.

lest you shout and be heard by others.

After everything was ready, Li En picked up the red-hot soldering iron and placed it directly on Roschar Saint's body.

Whoops

....

A burst of familiar smell.

Li Enqiang endured the unhappiness and continued to press.

It is estimated that in the next period of time, he may not dare to eat meat.

But there is no way, it has to continue.

"Aaaaa

A mournful scream sounded.

Roschar screamed, his voice so hoarse.

But it's so loud.

Li En was a little lucky.

Fortunately, the guy's mouth was gagged, and the guy's voice became hoarse.

Otherwise, it is estimated that many people will hear it outside.

Actually, some people heard it.

"How do I feel, this voice seems to be Lord Roschar."

A black-clad guard said with some apprehension.

"You are neurotic, how can it be Lord Roschar, who dares to do this for so many years?"

A black-clad guard next to him said with disdain.

Another person thinks about it, too.

Draco has always abused other people, and no other has ever abused Draco.

They must have thought too much.

In the room, Draco was also woken up by pain.

As soon as he woke up, Draco saw Li En.

It's just that the pain is too intense, and the Draco can't care so much, so he can only struggle hard, and let out a heart-rending shout.

That face is even more hideous.

It still looks quite scary.

Lee slowly took the soldering iron.

"Gee, this tool of yours is still quite good, it looks very clear, from today onwards, you will be a slave of the noble Draco."

What a shame.

A Draco actually had a slave mark.

It is estimated that Roschar Saint must be very angry!

The premise is that Roschar Saint can survive.

Roschar Saint couldn't care so much at the moment, and the severe pain made him struggle constantly.

But there is no way to get rid of it.

Li En sighed softly, a little unbearable, and withdrew the soldering iron in his hand.

Sure enough, he was still too kind-hearted.