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In a secret courtyard located on the outskirts of the city provided by Zhang Junjie, Zhuo Ziqiang and his men were interrogating several white foreigners, Basha and Misha.

This yard is located next to a large area of ​​sugarcane fields, and is four or five hundred meters away from the nearest village. Even if these people shout loudly, no one will hear it. Of course, according to the methods of Zeng Guomin and others, even if these people want to shout, they are afraid they will not have this opportunity.

There are five or six rooms in the yard. Zhuo Ziqiang isolated them and asked them separately, so that it would be impossible for them to collude with each other and confess.

After preliminary inquiry, Zhuo Ziqiang found that the foreigners didn't seem to know much, but the two snatchers he caught seemed to be the leading figures of this incident.

Although these people belong to two groups, their purpose is the same. When they came to Nanxi, they wanted to be unfavorable to Zhuo Ziqiang's family, but it was a coincidence that Zhuo Ziqiang discovered their actions early in the morning and rushed back and caught them right away.

Basha and Misha were tied to the two rooms respectively, and their clothes were taken off to leave only a small triangle, with all kinds of scars on their bodies.

Liu Xiaolei walked back and forth between the two rooms, accompanied by miserable moans, and from time to time, he made some marks on them.

"Let me tell me quickly, who sent you here? Otherwise, it would be a pain." Although Liu Xiaolei has put a lot of effort into them, in Zhuo Ziqiang's opinion, this is just a warm-up.

Basha and Misha both closed their mouths tightly, looking dead and stubborn.

Seeing them like this, Zhuo Ziqiang shook his head helplessly and said, "Since you want to taste my 108 kinds of tortures, I can only fulfill your wish."

Seeing Zhuo Ziqiang give the order, Zeng Guomin immediately walked up with a calm face.

The first one was Basha. He looked at Zeng Guomin who was coming step by step, and there was another bird sing in his mouth.

"What is he talking about?" Zhuo Ziqiang turned his face and asked Liu Xiaolei.

Liu Xiaolei hurriedly translated "Boss, he said that even if you use 1,080 kinds of torture, he still won't say it."

"Oh, that's the best. I'm just the chance to see all 108 kinds of tortures." After he finished speaking, he looked at the things Zeng Guomin was holding very strange.

This is an ordinary piece of wire, with rubber on the outside and copper or aluminum on the inside. It is as thick as a little finger and more than one meter long. It looks very worn out. I don't know where I picked it up.

"What are you doing with a piece of thread in your hand? Do you want to strangle him to death?" Zhuo Ziqiang asked suspiciously.

Zeng Guomin hurriedly replied, "Reporting to the captain is of special use, you will know after reading it later."

For these arrested people, no matter whether they confess or not, they cannot escape the fate of death. So they speak here casually, not afraid of being heard by them.

Zhuo Ziqiang was very dissatisfied with Zeng Guomin's answer, "You talk first, what's the use of this broken wire?"

Zeng Guomin still did not answer Zhuo Ziqiang's question, but he first said a few words to Basha tied to Chuáng with a string of birds. Then Zhuo Ziqiang saw Basha's face turned white suddenly, and he showed a kind of terrifying expression.

"Boss, I just told him that the first dish is to use this wire into his niào road first. The deeper it is, the deeper it is. Of course, this wire may still be a bit too short." Zeng Guomin told Zhuo Zi about his first torture

After hearing Zeng Guomin's words, Zhuo Ziqiang immediately felt a chill coming from his lower body. He looked at the thick wire in Zeng Guomin's hand. Such a thick wire directly into the niào road. I really don't know what it felt like.

However, he had already had a niào intention and hurriedly said, "Then, I'll go out first, you can play slowly."

He didn't want to see this terrifying and ugly scene, so he would rather go out to another room and relax.

In another room, Liu Xiaolei started another round of torture on Misha. There was almost no perfect place on Misha, all of which were covered with large pieces of blue and purple marks.

However, compared with Basha next door, Misha is extremely happy. When Zeng Guomin comes back to use the same method to him, it will be better than death than life.

Not long after, Basha's low roar came next door, which was like a dying cry to reach Misha's ears. He seemed to have forgotten that he was being repaired by Liu Xiaolei, his eyes drifting, and his incredible gods came out.

What kind of hospitality did this guy Basha encounter? Even the shouting changed?

Zhuo Ziqiang listened to Basha's cry, and a terrible scene appeared in his mind, like a wire as thick as a little finger was held in his hand by Zeng Guomin, as if he was stabbing a sewer, and went in and out and into Basha's niào road. Widths of blood appeared and dripped to the ground...

"Speak quickly or else, you will enjoy this dish later." Zhuo Ziqiang said with a smile to Misha.

After Liu Xiaolei translated Zhuo Ziqiang's words to Misha, Misha still pursed her lips and endured Liu Xiaolei's rampage on him, without any intention of compromise.

Zhuo Ziqiang laughed twice and ignored him. He didn't cry until he saw the coffin. Before they died, they wanted to enjoy some inhuman torture. No wonder Zhuo Ziqiang's methods were ruthless.

The voice of Basha next door gradually weakened. After waiting for a while, Zhuo Ziqiang felt that the time was almost over, so he walked to the next room again to see if Basha still figured it out.

After coming to the room with Basha tied, Zhuo Ziqiang saw Basha's clutch tightly, as if he had fainted, and a small piece of wire was stretched out next to his lower body triangle. It seemed that most of them had already entered his body.

What Zhuo Ziqiang expected was good. This wire really contained a lot of blood. It seemed that Basha must have been very happy just now.

"How is it? Is he unwilling to call the mastermind behind the scenes?" Zhuo Ziqiang asked hurriedly

Zeng Timin nodded and said, "Even if he wanted to ask, he didn't have a chance. He just kept crying and was so painful. How could he still have time to confess?"

"Wake him up and go to the next show." Zhuo Ziqiang naturally won't be lenient for those who want to attack his family.

After receiving the order, Zeng Minguo gently slapped the armpit behind Basha with his hand. Basha's body suddenly bowed upwards and screamed violently. However, because of Zeng Guomin's method, his voice was very hoarse, like a male ji who was pinched his neck, and it sounded very weak.

Zeng Guomin saw Basha wake up and took out a knife from his body. The knife was very jingle. You can see that it has more than a dozen functions at a glance. Among them, there is a small pointed plier on it. Zeng Guomin opened the jaws, picked up one of Basha's hand, clamped the nails on one of Basha's fingers with pliers, and began to slowly pull them out.

As the saying goes, ten fingers are connected to the heart. The nail part has always been the favorite of torture masters, and Zeng Guomin seems to be unable to avoid the vulgarity.

However, his simple action is actually not simple. He is not just pulling his nails, he is trying to let Basha experience the pleasure of being pulled out of his nails.

Zeng Guomin is so powerful that he naturally doesn't need to mention it. If he wants to pull out Basha's nails, he can do it in less than two seconds. However, he was anxious, as if he was in a carving, meticulous and slow.

Seeing Basha's nails twisted left and right as Zeng Guomin's pliers shaking, but they couldn't fall off, Zhuo Ziqiang couldn't help but clench his fists.

Basha suffered more than this at this time. In addition to the thick wire in his lower body that penetrated his body, the pain that penetrated his bone marrow was also heard from the armpits that were just touched by Zeng Guomin. In addition, his nails were being cut off from his fingers a little bit. The heart-wrenching pain made his forehead sweat like rain.

While working, Zeng Guomin also explained to Zhuo Ziqiang that "the most outward state of torture is not that the torture is fine after it is over, but that many kinds of things are added up at the same time, which is why the prisoners should enjoy it."

After a cold war, Zhuo Ziqiang thought that if all these 108 kinds of tortures were accomplished, a person would have to endure more than 100 kinds of pain at the same time, and he couldn't help but feel cold.

No wonder there are so many Xia jiān in the Great Xia Kingdom. This torture cannot be enjoyed by anyone.

It took three or four minutes for the first nail to be pulled out by Zeng Guomin. He put down this finger, picked up Basha's other hand again, and prepared to start the removal of the second finger.

Zhuo Ziqiang saw that he did not pull out the nails on one hand first and then pull out the other hand, but pulled out the fork. He highly praised Zeng Guomin's technique, which invisibly increased the pain of the punishment.

Basha kept whining, his whole body trembling. Zhuo Ziqiang didn't want to see such a tragic scene, walked out to get some breath

It's still early, it's not yet noon, and it's been a whole day. It shouldn't be too difficult to get answers from these people.

Ye Chuchu and several other soldiers were in other rooms, and were also using soft and hard questions to others, but the best calibers were very unified, just saying that they used money to do business. They didn't know much about the business they received through an overseas mercenary client.

"It seems that only these two tough guys can know the mastermind behind the scenes." Zhuo Ziqiang looked at the sky and felt a little hungry, so he went to a room and called Ye Chuchu out and asked her to go out to buy some food.

Zhang Junjie sent two cars and one cargo to Zhuo Ziqiang to do business. Out of the idea of ​​keeping it confidential, he did not send his subordinates.

Ye Chuchu drove into a car and headed straight to the city. Zhuo Ziqiang found a house and sat down to rest for a while. Although he didn't do much work, he couldn't stand the tragic look of these people.

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