Living with the Teacher: The Merry Student

"Do you know?" Zhuo Yifan continued to ask coldly.

The movement made by Zhuo Yifan attracted the attention of everyone in the basement.Whether it was the snake heads of the Trident Gang or Zhuo Yifan's own people, they all knew that extorting a confession by torture was a necessary procedure.But I didn't expect Zhuo Yifan's movements to be so fast, and his strikes were so sharp, which made people feel shuddering.

"No... I don't know!" The black man was really not an ordinary person, he gritted his teeth abruptly and stood up.Beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and his face was pale.If it were an ordinary person, he would have fainted from the pain.

"It's quite tough! It seems that my methods are still too kind! But don't worry, I still have many methods that can be used on you. For example, I cut off your ears, or gouged out your eyes. Your Ten fingers can also be chopped off one by one!" Zhuo Yifan nodded in satisfaction, then squinted his eyes and said coldly.

"You...you devil! I don't know who that person is, I've never seen it! Even if you kill me, I can't tell!" The black man looked at Zhuo Yifan with a look of horror, and anxiously defended road.

"Kill you? Killing is against the law! I am a law-abiding citizen. But I have a way to make your life worse than death!" Zhuo Yifan sneered, and then said to Kudo Jiro beside him: "Press his hand on the On the stool!"

Kudo Jiro seemed to understand Zhuo Yifan's thoughts, and grinned secretly.However, Zhuo Yifan's orders, he naturally did not dare to disobey.Besides, as the leader of the group of four, it is not uncommon for him to torture to extract a confession.It's just that Zhuo Yifan is going to be punished as soon as he comes up. This time, this black man will lose half of his skin if he doesn't die!

Kudo Jiro pulled the wooden stool next to him and placed it in front of the black man.Without any explanation, he grabbed the black man's right hand and pressed him firmly against the surface of the stool.

"Every ten seconds, cut off one of his fingers. Until he is willing to speak!" Zhuo Yifan said indifferently, as if the other party was not a person, but an ant.

Kudo Jiro agreed, took a sharp dagger from the hand next to him, waved it in front of the big black man, and said threateningly: "You heard what our boss said! It's up to you whether you say it or not. Otherwise, you won't be able to keep your fingers!"

At this time, everyone in the audience focused on Zhuo Yifan, to be precise, it should be on that big black man.All the snake heads of the Trident Gang showed horrified looks, but the people on Zhuo Yifan's side wanted to see how the boss interrogated the prisoner.It's just that this kind of bloody and violent method is too cruel, right?It's not that Fenghuang and others have never seen torture to extract a confession, but no matter how much torture is used, it won't make people lose any parts, it's nothing more than a bit of physical pain and spiritual destruction.What Zhuo Yifan did made them feel a little scared.

Qing Yan looked at the scene in front of her indifferently, with a very calm expression on her face.

"I... I really don't know! You kill me!" The big black man stared at Kudo Jiro in horror, shaking his head nervously.Said beggingly.

"It's easy to want to die, but it depends on our boss's opinion! Since you refuse to say it, then I can only follow the boss's order!" Kudo Jiro shook his head helplessly, and then asked his younger brother to help He held down the black man's right hand, and separated a little finger from it, allowing Jiro Kudo to have room to cut the knife.