"It keeps falling down."

"In the past, I always used a rope to help tie it up, but that thing has no elasticity, so sometimes it is either too loose, sometimes it is too tight, and it is very uncomfortable."

The fourth elder hurriedly smiled and said: "Then I'll stretch its tendons and make you a trouser string."

"But I can't use too much alone. Let's do this. After you pull out the sinew and make it for me, the rest will be tailor-made for the brothers. I want all the brothers, even the latrine sweepers, to have this." Stuff.�

Of course, one dragon's tendon is not enough for all the men in black to have one rope. Xu Long's purpose in saying this is obviously just to disgust the old turtle. Tell him that your tendons can be used by even the latrine sweepers at will.

The meaning of humiliation needs no words.

"I understand," the fourth elder said with a cold smile.

Xu Long then said: "In that case, why are you still standing there? Let's just take action."

When the fourth elder heard this, he stood up and walked towards the old turtle...

Seeing the group of people getting closer and closer to the old Dragon King, it was impossible to say that he was not worried. People's hearts are full of flesh, and it would be difficult for an ordinary person to accept being tortured like this.

If it were one of his own, it would obviously be even more worrying.

However, when they looked up and saw Old Wugui's resolute expression, everyone knew that Old Wugui did not want their group to have any mood swings.

In fact, they all know very well in their hearts that if they become more nervous, in fact, the more they will lose all their previous efforts.

The first envoy used his luck to hold the old turtle in his hand, and several men in black quickly took it and held it tightly.

The leader's hand moved again, and a dagger suddenly appeared in his hand. He smiled ferociously, walked up to the old turtle, and made signs on his face with the dagger.

"Bullshit, Han Sanqian was angry with us. Now, we will repay you bit by bit. You have to be patient."

"The longer you play, the more interesting it will be."

As soon as he finished speaking, the leader of the special envoy took action directly, drew out a dagger with lightning speed, and then stabbed the old turtle on the back.

"Well..." The old turtle endured the severe pain and refused to shout out a single word of pain.

"You have backbone, but I'm afraid you don't have enough backbone. Continue."

Following the vicious words of the leading envoy, the dagger quickly pulled down and cut a huge gash in the old turtle's back.

The blood was so bloody that Xiao Nu and Lian Hua were so frightened that they closed their eyes, unable to take another look at it.

And even for someone like Wei Niu, he is considered experienced and has seen a lot of things, but he can't help but look away.

Blood is dripping, skin and flesh are being torn apart, and the bones and tendons belonging to the dragon have been discovered by this group of people. JrNovels.com