The meaning of the "y" shaped frame is obvious, it was designed for slaves.
Xiao Ming's hands and feet were fixed on the execution frame and turned into a large character.
Facing the desert, he was actually in the mood to laugh at himself.
The scenery here was unique.
The other brothers and Gong Er stood on the stage beside him.
This was the best position to watch the execution.
They could not only see his backside that was about to be whipped, but also his expression.
This arrangement was obviously intended to frighten the victims' companions and serve as a warning to others.
An excited voice shouted something through the loudspeaker, probably announcing Xiao Ming's crime.
The audience in the audience cheered thunderously, not at all as quiet and orderly as when watching the game in the arena.
It seemed that watching the execution was an occasion where one could vent one's heart's content.
In the commotion, Sally's scream reached the stage: "Bald head, you will be whipped ten times.
Grit your teeth and endure it."
Ten lashes Xiao Ming couldn't help but think of the scenes of flogging executions he had seen in movies.
Every time the lash was struck, the skin and flesh were torn apart.
It seemed that a few lashes could knock the prisoner unconscious.
Can he hold on for so long?
"Head, hold it up, you can do it."
The brothers who were watching the execution stood in a row, still raising their hands, encouraging Xiao Ming together.
The soldiers in custody did not stop them from talking.
Only Gong Er didn't say a word.
The way she raised her hands was not as embarrassed as those of the brothers.
Her youthful jade body, like mutton-fat jade, was full of a strange charm.
Xiao Ming couldn't help but look at her a few more times.
At this point, he had no worries at all.
Maybe he could distract himself and relieve the pain.
His eyes met hers in the air, and she gave him a rare warm smile, which gave him a little comfort and made him less afraid of the upcoming whipping.
A soldier came over carrying a thick and long black cane whip, and held a small wooden stick in his other hand, signaling him to open his mouth.
Xiao Ming knew that this was to prevent him from biting his tongue in pain, and it also had a certain analgesic effect, so he bit the wooden bar.
Strangely enough, except for feeling a little chilly when he first came outside, Xiao Ming doesn't feel cold at all now.
Moreover, the male and female audience members in the audience were also wearing very thin clothes and did not seem to be cold.
You must know that the nuclear winter effect formed after the nuclear disaster has not been eliminated.
Temperatures around the world have generally dropped, and summer has disappeared for many years.
However, this valley has formed a unique microclimate, allowing Xiao Ming to once again see the Fourth Reich.
Advanced technology.
He thought that the transparent partitions between the pillars should have a thermal insulation effect.
Just as Xiao Ming thought this, he saw an image appear on the transparent partition and turned into a huge circular screen.
The protagonist on the screen was none other than himself.
The camera was focused on his back.
His strong thighs, solid butt, and inverted triangle upper body were all very masculine.
The only fly in the ointment was that the burn scars that Sally had just uncovered yesterday revealed red and tender flesh, which looked a bit dazzling against the yellow skin.
This live broadcast is for the audience behind, and it also allows slaves to see with their own eyes how they are being tortured, and are tortured both mentally and physically.
Xiao Ming had not yet suffered such double torture.
He first remembered the burning pain and thought that the whip was about to hit the tender flesh that had not yet grown.
His heart twitched suddenly and he cursed in his belly the direct responsibility for his suffering.
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What was supposed to come finally came.
The executioner's soldier shook his whip, and there was a "pop" sound, like a thunder explosion, and Xiao Ming twitched instinctively.
The whip was struck in the air and did not fall on him.
It turned out to be a signal for execution.
The audience burst into laughter.
Watching other people's pain is also one of the bad qualities of human beings.
"One" the whole audience shouted in unison.
Xiao Ming often heard this English word in the original movie before, which means "one".
The audience was helping him count.
On the big screen opposite, the execution soldier grasped the cane whip tightly, rounded his arms, turned half a circle with his feet as the fulcrum, put on his whole body weight, and pulled out the whip with one blow.
"Pa" the whip hit Xiao Ming's proud butt hard.
He groaned, and a heartbreaking pain came from his butt, causing his whole body to twist.
He could clearly see a close-up of his butt, and a red whip mark tore through the thin skin that had not yet grown, revealing the inside.
The bright red tender meat is too much to look at.
The camera switched and gave Gong Er a close-up of his face.
Her eyebrows were frowning, and her crystal-clear eyes were filled with tears, as if the whip had struck her.
In such a close-up, her bruised face not only did not show any flaws, but became more and more charming, which made me feel pity for her.
Xiao Ming was immediately shocked.
His butt didn't hurt that much anymore.
It turned out that the beauty of the ghost girl could also be used as an anesthetic.
He stared at it intently.
Unfortunately, the camera switched to the executioner again.
Amidst the uniform "o" sound in the audience, the second whip fell on Xiao Ming's butt again, forming a bright red "x" with the first whip mark.
The entire audience cheered, raising their right arms together, fingers together at a forty-five-degree angle, straight forward, saluting the on the screen.
This is clearly the infamous Nazi salute But Xiao Ming no longer cared about this, because the whip hurt even more.
His facial features shrank into a ball, and tears flew out.
If it weren't for the wooden strip in his mouth, he would have screamed loudly.
The only thing he could do was to struggle with his limbs, trying to break free of the shackles on his hands and feet, but it was in vain.
Fortunately, the camera switched to Gong Er's face in time, and she burst into tears.
She lowered her hands and covered her mouth, trying not to cry.
The guarding soldier hesitated for a moment and did not order her to raise her hands again.
Xiao Ming didn't know whether the ghost girl cared about him or couldn't bear the bloody scene.
However, it still made him feel better.
It seemed that she was crying for him.
"Three" the whole audience shouted again.
Xiao Ming put all his energy on his buttocks to resist the pain.
Unexpectedly, there was a crisp "snap" sound, and the whip actually hit his back.
The gap was so great that Xiao Ming was caught off guard.
He felt that his internal organs were being torn apart.
He screamed wildly and bit off the wooden stick in his mouth.
He still wanted to struggle, but he felt as if his strength had been drained away.
He was covered in cold sweat, tears filled his eyes, and he couldn't see the big screen clearly.
"Four" As the audience counted, the executioner pulled out the fourth whip.
This was an experienced hand, strong and skillful.
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The rattan whip did not touch the silver belt around Xiao Ming's waist at all.
Two parallel whip marks appeared on Xiao Ming's back.
He screamed, and his body almost collapsed on the "Y"-shaped frame.
He relied on the pull and support of the shackles to maintain the large shape.
"Brother, hold on!"
Xiao Wu couldn't stand it any longer, he roared and knelt on the ground.
"Third brother, hold on, third brother."
The other brothers also shouted and knelt down.
They ignored Xiao Ming's order and called him one after another, asking him to hold on.
The soldiers did not stop them from kneeling, but ordered them to raise their heads to watch the execution.
The fifth whip fell on his back again, like a strange snake with a long mouth, biting into his flesh, bringing out a cloud of blood and flesh.
Xiao Ming could no longer scream, his lips were bitten by his teeth, the corners of his eyes were split, and his vision had lost focus.
He lowered his head feebly and wailed in his heart: "There is still half of the smoke left.
This is simply not a sin that humans should suffer."
Before the cry of "six" ended, along with a clear cry, a cream-white female body rushed to the center of the stage.
It turned out to be Gong Er.
The guarding soldier thought she was going to hinder the execution, so he chased her with an electric shock baton, but found that she was just throwing herself on the other side of the "Y" frame, face to face with Xiao Ming, and did not affect the execution, so he stopped with some hesitation.
"Xiao Ming, be strong," Gong Er said, spreading his arms across the metal frame, holding his face, and kissed his bloody lips.
The brothers on the side stopped shouting, and the audience also stopped making noises.
The whole world seemed to have stopped.
The circular screen was filled with close-ups of Xiao Ming and Gong Er's bloody kiss.
Sally and Johnson looked at each other, with a faint expression of joy on their faces.
Xiao Ming's absent-minded eyes finally regained some aura, as if a baby who had been hungry for a long time saw breast milk and sucked it desperately.
To be precise, it was half-biting and half-sucking.
The remaining reason reminded him not to bite hard.
"Pa" The sixth whip finally fell, breaking the silence of the entire audience.
Xiao Ming's body trembled, and it was like an electric shock, which was transmitted to Gong Er's body.
She also trembled violently because his teeth subconsciously bit hard.
Her lips were also bleeding, but she did not let go.
She still kissed him, using her gentleness to bear his roughness and relieve his pain.
All the spectators were moved by this scene, and the women in cloaks could not help but put their hands into their veils and wipe away their tears.
The prostitutes and slaves all burst into tears.
The men were silent.
There was no counting, just the monotonous sound of the whip.
Gong Er's body twitched following Xiao Ming's rhythm.
At this moment, their flesh and blood blended together, and their hearts were connected.
The heart-wrenching and unforgettable feeling was forever imprinted in each other's hearts, and they will never forget it until death.
After the ten lashes were finally finished, he and she kissed each other, looking at each other infatuatedly, and time seemed to have stopped flowing.
Xiao Ming felt that he couldn't hold on any longer, so he took advantage of his last moment of clarity to separate his lips from Gong Er's, dragging out a few long bloodshot threads between each other's mouths, like a bloody romance.
He smiled miserably like a vampire: "Second girl, thank you."
"Don't talk."
Before Gong Er could finish his words, Xiao Ming tilted his head and fainted on the "Y"-shaped frame.
Fire, fire, fire was everywhere, and a naked figure fled in all directions in the fire, but was surrounded by a sea of fire, narrowing and narrowing, trying to swallow him whole.
Suddenly, he plunged into the cool water.
It felt so comfortable.
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He just wanted to get as far away from the deadly fire as possible, and dived down desperately.
However, he forgot that water can also kill him.
He gradually felt tightness in his chest and was almost out of breath.
Then he remembered to come up, but found that he had dived too deep and could no longer turn back.
Just when he was desperate, a pretty face as cold as ice suddenly emerged from the water, but its crystal eyes were as tender as water, and she kissed him on the mouth, giving him her breath.
As if grasping a life-saving straw, he sucked her lips and held on.
Suddenly, there was severe pain in her mouth, and a wisp of blood rose up.
Xiao Ming shouted and opened his eyes: