The oven torture is even worse than the ancient bronze bull torture.

The transcendent point is that the prisoner will not be easily killed and will continue to be tortured.

"You still have three seconds to think about it!"

The fat prison officer sneered.

"Tonight, I will come to you personally!"

The smile on Lin Chen's face remained undiminished.

"take away!"

The fat prison officer waved his arm, and he didn't believe it. This man could withstand all kinds of hardships on Hell Island.

Here, even a saint would abandon her chastity.

The alloy room of the oven was about one meter away. After Lin Chen was locked in, the temperature began to rise slowly.

slow!

This is the scariest place.

Many prisoners surrendered their weapons early because they could not bear the psychological pressure.

Lin Chen sneered secretly, it seemed that if he didn't deal with the fat prison officer, his days would be endless.

And since the fat prison officer can tell about Chenguang Luohe, it means that he knows the person behind the scenes.

"Fuck, do you think we are idiots? Let's see how long he can last!"

"You remember, bake for three hours, the maximum temperature is 80 degrees, but don't keep 80 degrees for too long, and then throw it into the confinement room!"

"Throw away the electric chair tomorrow!"

The fat prison officer handed over his men and left.

Before he got Lin Chen's secret, he didn't dare to kill Lin Chen. Anyway, he tortured her every day to see who could survive.

In the alloy oven room, the temperature was adjusted to fifty degrees.

When ordinary people are in this kind of environment, they only feel that their whole body is on fire, their breathing is difficult, and they are extremely uncomfortable.

But Lin Chen was unharmed, shaking his head and saying: "The temperature is too low, like a refrigerator, let's have a refreshing time, let's go to 100 degrees!"

There was surveillance in the alloy room, and all the prison officers were furious when they saw this scene and turned up the temperature.

Sixty degrees!

Another half hour passed, and Lin Chen was seen lying on the ground, trembling all over.

"You know the pain!"

The prison officers were in a much better mood.

"It's so cold. Can someone raise the temperature a little higher?"

Lin Chen shouted at the surveillance camera.

"Fuck!"

"Shit!"

"Fuck him!"

The prison officers' mood suddenly became terrible and they raised the temperature to 70 degrees.

This is the highest temperature in the sauna, and most people cannot last for fifteen minutes.

Another half hour passed, and the prison officers stared at the surveillance camera, only to find that Lin Chen was asleep and snoring even more!

paralysis!

"Eighty degrees!"

Three hours later, Lin Chen sat up and stretched even more.

"I'm hungry, can I eat?"

I shouted at the surveillance camera.

Still want to eat?

This guy doesn't take it seriously at all.

"One hundred degrees!"

"Calm down, one hundred degrees will kill you. Besides, the three-hour punishment time is up!"

"Just fifteen minutes, let me see how arrogant he is!"

The prison officers took a suppressed breath and adjusted the temperature to 100 degrees.

Fifteen minutes passed, and Lin Chen looked at the surveillance camera helplessly, as pitifully as a child.

"Can you eat? I'm so hungry!"

Ignoring the 100-degree temperature, I still want to eat!

The prison officers lost their temper. They had seen all kinds of serious criminals in Area S. This was the first time they saw such a perverted one.

"Throw him to the solitary cell!"

In desperation, he had to drag Lin Chen out.

The prisoners in the surrounding cells were all surprised when they saw this scene.

"Oh my God, he is still alive!"

"And he's in good spirits!"

"Look at the prison officers, they seem to have been punished and they are all dejected!"

If it weren't for the clothes that could tell who was the prisoner, they would have even thought that Lin Chen was the prison officer.

Night comes quietly.

In area S09, the dim lights still shine on the cell. There are no windows here, so it is impossible to distinguish between day and night.

All the prisoners just fell asleep when they were sleepy, like zombies walking around.

"I wonder how Mr. Lin is doing!"

Heidao couldn't sleep at this moment. The Smith family told him to protect Lin Chen. If he neglected his duty, he would have no face to face the Smith family.

"What else can I do? I'll shed some skin even if I don't die!"

Toyota sighed, feeling that Lin Chen was too arrogant, killing people continuously, and considered Hell Island his home?

"The worst fear is that we will also be implicated!"

Toyota said again, thinking that if they formed a gang, their side would have greater say.

It turned out that the help I hired was very unreliable.

On the other side, the general and Huzi were not sleeping either, looking at Heidao and the others with a sneer.

When the news of the Chinese man's death comes tomorrow, Heidao and the others will probably become even more decadent.

At this moment, in the governor's room of District 09, the fat prison officer was drinking red wine, and there was fragrant turkey meat on the table.

"This Chinese person must be too tolerant, and he has persevered!"

"Damn it, I took other people's money, I don't believe I can't get you!"

"Starting tomorrow, I will torture you in the morning, torture you in the afternoon, and torture you in the evening. Let me see if you are tougher or I am tougher!"

The fat prison officer took a sip of wine and was about to pick up the turkey and eat it.

"Sir, the food is very good!"

But at this moment, an arm suddenly stretched out, took the turkey meat from the table, and then sat on the table and ate it.

The fat prison officer was stunned for a moment. When he looked up, his expression changed drastically.

Is that the Chinese?

God, isn't he locked up?

Moreover, the confinement room is guarded by layers of guards. How did he get here?

At one point, the fat prison officer thought he had seen a ghost.

"This turkey is not roasted enough!"

The person who came was none other than Lin Chen. Flames suddenly appeared on his palms, burning the turkey.

To him, being tortured in an oven during the day was really like being in a refrigerator.

After all, when it comes to temperature, he has the sun and fire in his body, so it's hard to say who will roast who.

"Are you a man or a devil?"

The fat prison officer finally shouted.
To be continued...