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Chapter 113 Interrogation (1)

"Hey! You can see that you are bleeding. If you bleed too much, you will die, but I want to get the answer I want from you, so now I won't let you die."

Zhang Zhen walked to the charcoal basin, and took out a simple soldering iron made with a shovel from the burning charcoal basin. The wooden handles were scalding.

Through the gloves, Instructor Zhang Zhen wrapped another layer of cloth on the outside, copied it in his hand, walked to the ghost tied to the male ginkgo tree, and blew a breath on the simple soldering iron. in the cold wind.

"I'm currently on the march, and the medical conditions for hemostasis are poor. You can just make up for it. Although I'm not a medical student, I have quite a lot of experience in hemostasis."

The students in the yard and around the wall had already imagined what would happen next, and couldn't help shivering.

"I know you are an elite soldier, so the warm-up steps such as whipping with a rope soaked in salt water will be skipped directly, and we will go straight to the luxurious scene."

The devil didn't say a word, he had already taken a deep breath and made full preparations in his heart, thinking silently: I am the most elite soldier in the empire, and the airborne special forces will never give in to the torture of the Chinese.It is through such a way of self-suggestion to continuously hypnotize one's brain, lock one's soul and isolate it from the outside world.

Just when the devil was making all the mental preparations, Instructor Zhang Zhen suddenly turned around and inserted the soldering iron into the charcoal basin again.

"I suddenly remembered, and almost forgot. Li boy, go get a bucket of well water, take a spoon and stand beside me to scoop up some cold water. That little Gao, go to a fellow villager's house to see if you can get some rapeseed oil. "

The ghost, who had raised his breath and prepared himself, was immediately vented, and wanted to scold Baga.

He raised his breath and waited to open his throat to howl, but suddenly stopped halfway.

Li Chongyi said that he brought a bucket of well water, and felt the bone-chilling cold with his hands. The students on the courtyard wall quickly handed Li Chong a water ladle from the outside.

He scooped up a full ladle and handed it to Instructor Zhang.

"What are you doing for me, you are holding it by the side."

Li Chong thought that Instructor Zhang Zhen wanted to do it himself, so his face twitched twice, "Instructor Zhang, I can't."

Instructor Zhang Zhen glanced at Li Chong, who had an unnatural expression and some resistance, raised his head and said solemnly, "Student Li Chong, stand at attention! If you are a man, you can't say you can't do it! This is nothing."

"Instructor Zhang, here comes the oil." Gao Chonghua was holding a palm-sized bowl with half a bowl of oil in it.

"Just like that?"

"Not enough and more." Since ancient times, there has been no shortage of oil in Huizhou, and every household will plant some rapeseed in front of the house and behind the house.

"Well, you also stand by the side."

Gao Chonghua glanced at Li Chong who was standing aside, and the two curled their lips helplessly at each other.

Instructor Zhang Zhen went back to the charcoal basin to pick up the iron, returned to the devil tied to the male ginkgo tree, and said in Japanese, "You are bleeding so dangerously, I will use an ancient method to help you stop the bleeding. "

After the words were finished, Instructor Zhang Zhen picked up the simple soldering iron made by this shovel, took the oil bowl Gao Chonghua was holding, and poured it on the soldering iron. A puff of green oily smoke and oily aroma immediately rose.The red iron made a "crackling" frying sound and directly slapped the wound on the devil's chest.

Li Chong and Gao Chonghua who were standing next to each other shivered at the same time, their hairs standing on end!

"Woo! Woo! Woohoo!" The veins on the devil's neck were all bulging, all the hairs on his body stood up, and he let out a hysterical roar, which was blocked by the towel in his mouth and turned into a whoosh Woo sound.From head to toe, his body trembled involuntarily under the severe pain.

At this moment, the devil felt that his soul was about to come out of his head at this moment. The pain that pierced his heart was like a file rubbing against every nerve in his body!
"Okay, I think the wound is less likely to be infected now." Instructor Zhang Zhen took away the soldering iron, because there was oil as a medium between it and the skin, so he took it away easily.

After inserting the soldering iron into the charcoal basin, Instructor Zhang Zhen took the ladle from Li Chong's hand, "Crack!" A scoop of bitterly cold well water splashed on the devil's face.

The devil, who was about to pass out from the pain, shuddered up and down, and just now because of the severe pain, the self-protection mechanism formed in the brain was instantly washed away by the cool well water. After waking up, the pain engraved on his chest swept up again, making him Involuntarily issued a "clack" moaning sound.

No matter the students in the yard or around the wall, they couldn't help shivering. This kind of face-to-face punishment brought great shock to every student's heart. The scalp was numb, hands and feet were cold, and some people even fell off the wall in fright.

At this moment, Li Chong has completely understood what Instructor Liu Yueyang said before, "Either kill the enemy with one blow, or give yourself a quick release". Under this kind of unspeakable pain, you will either go crazy or compromise, It's hard to imagine what kind of perseverance it takes to keep one's mouth shut.

Anyway, Li Chong felt that his perseverance to stand for several hours might not be able to survive the punishment.

And this, in the words of instructor Zhang Zhen, is just an appetizer for the "luxury field"!

"Let's continue. If you have something to say in the middle, you can raise your hand and I will take a piece of paper for you to write it down." Zhang Zhen didn't intend to remove the rag tied in the devil's tongue. These devils have no idea about death. Fear, remove the gag cloth, these two devils will definitely bite their tongues and kill themselves on the spot.

Zhang Zhen pointed at the ghost on the opposite side, "Go to two people, hold the eyelids of the devil on the other side, and let him watch how long his partner can last, and I will also see whose spirit it is. Be stronger willed."

The two students followed the instructions and walked to the opposite side of the devil, stretched out their index and middle fingers, and pressed against the devil's upper and lower eyelids, so that his eyeballs could not be hidden.

Next, instructor Zhang Zhen's various methods came up, not only the eighteen martial arts, but the unique skills of the ancestors shined at this moment, and the students also opened their eyes in disguise.

Monkey holding piles.

Bamboo sticks pick nail caps.

Cover your face with water paper.

Only half of the gadgets made in the yard have been used. Except for the writing hand, the whole body of this devil has become a fuzzy mass of rotten flesh. There is no good place. Dying.

In the beginning, the Whampoa students in and around the yard still had the pleasure of revenge against the devils and avenging their dead classmates, but gradually they felt chills all over their bodies!

Ask yourself, under this kind of torture, can I persist like this devil until now?

(End of this chapter)