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Chapter 061 You Come and Try

Song Xiaotian was dragged by several large soldiers to a torture room that seemed to be specially designed for torture and extorting confessions. When the two saw some torture instruments placed there, they were "happy" all of a sudden.

I only heard Feng Er say "Damn, Zhenqi" and then passed out happily.

Because here is simply what you want, everything you can see in TV and movies is here.

Soon Song Xiaotian and Feng Er were skillfully tied to a cross-shaped stake by several soldiers. Feng Er had already passed out, but Song Xiaotian stared at General Rostev, and cursed fiercely: " Niuji, Ba Ridi, if you dare, kill me right now!"

"People from your military intelligence bureau captured my younger brother, tortured him for a week, and beat him to death. This time, I want to let you have a taste of what it's like?" General Rostev actually said Speak Chinese fluently.

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out a red-hot soldering iron from a nearby stove. The handle of the soldering iron was about one meter long, and the top was a triangular iron block about the size of a cigarette case. The triangle iron piece on the back is glowing red, which is very scary.

General Rosteyev showed an evil smile on his mouth, and slowly pressed down on Song Xiaotian's body.

"Chichichi..."

The red-hot iron soon left a deep triangular mark on Song Xiaotian's body, and a smell of burnt meat pervaded immediately.

"Ah..." Song Xiaotian let out a scream, and only lasted for a few seconds before passing out from the pain.

"Wake him up..." General Rosteyev said, and a few big men next to him took out a water hose and rushed it to Song Xiaotian's head, waking him up instantly.

General Rosteyev took out another glowing red soldering iron from the red-hot stove, but this time he did not go to iron Song Xiaotian again, but walked towards Feng Er who was beside him with a sinister smile on his face.

Seeing this, Song Xiaotian shouted loudly: "Grass mud horse, if you have the guts, you all greet me..."

"Chi Chi Chi..." Before Song Xiaotian could finish his sentence, General Rostev had already greeted Feng Er with the soldering iron.

"what……"

Feng Er, who had pretended to be dizzy just now, immediately let out a scream like a pig being killed, and then passed out, this time he really fainted.

"Wow wow..."

This time, before General Rosteyev could make a sound, a fat man turned on the faucet and rushed towards Feng Er's head.

"Master Cao Ni, fuck your mother..." Feng Er cursed as soon as he woke up.

"what……"

This time General Rosteyev extended the branding iron to Song Xiaotian's body again.

"Brother, hold on!" Feng Er felt a burst of heartache.

"Come and try..." Song Xiaotian fainted before finishing his sentence.

Then, it was Feng Er's turn again.

"Grass mud horse, hurry up if you want to come, don't whine..." Feng Er fixed his eyes on General Rosteyev who was slowly walking towards him, and shouted through gritted teeth.

General Rosteyev turned his head and walked back to take another soldering iron when he heard this. It looked like he was ready to do both.

Seeing this, Feng Er became impatient: "I don't care about you, you are so unfair..."

"Chichichi..."

"what……"

Dizzy again!

Just like that, he was fainted by the burn and then woke up again. General Rosteyev took turns serving on Song Xiaotian and Feng Er. Everyone burnt ten triangles before stopping.

Exhausted, the two were removed from the cross and dragged to a fully enclosed cell, where they were locked separately.

"Grass mud horse... you have the guts to kill me now, what's the point of torturing us like this?"

Not long after Song Xiaotian was thrown into the cell, he heard Feng Er's yelling from the next door.

"Save up some energy and think of other ways. Even if you can't think of any way, you can save some energy and prepare to let them continue to abuse you tomorrow. What's the use of screaming?" Song Xiaotian said a little weakly.

"Brother, what kind of fate do you think we are here?" Feng Erhu hummed and fainted.

No matter how Song Xiaotian called him, he never responded.

Although both of them were tortured to the point of being unhuman, they were still worried and put a pair of heavy shackles on both of their feet. Song Xiaotian simply estimated that they weighed at least forty or fifty catties.

The two ends of the shackles are locked on the ankle with a buckle, and there is no gap left after the lock is locked. In the middle is an iron chain that is as thick as an adult's forearm.

Wanting to take a step is too extravagant for the current Song Xiaotian. The most uncomfortable thing is that his hands are locked behind his back, and he can't even lie flat on the ground to sleep.

All the scalded places on his body were scorched and painful, and they were obviously swollen. After being scalded by such a big iron for more than ten times, there is basically no good flesh on his chest now.

The floor in the cell was a bit cold, but it was also a good place to rest for him who was already sleepy.

After listening attentively to some movements around him, he found that he could not hear any valuable information, so Song Xiaotian fell asleep in a daze.

The next day was even more difficult, because he and Feng Er were hung upside down on the same beam, and three or four big men used a tendon whip to whip them non-stop for a whole day.

The two of them couldn't remember how many times they fainted that day, anyway, those big men didn't stop even after being pumped out, until they were woken up again.

Just like that, I woke up from the pain and fainted from the pain, fainted from the pain and woke up from the pain...

Until they felt that almost a century later, those big men finally called it a day.

Still the same, the two were chained and fettered and brought back to the cell.

When is this day?

Song Xiaotian, who was lying on the ground in the cell, felt depressed for a while.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and he sat up all of a sudden.

Master finally brought me up and taught me martial arts so hard. Could it be that I just die here? Don’t I give him the old man’s old age?

Hey... But what can I do now, not to mention completing the task, even being able to go back alive is like a wild night.

What's the use of having martial arts?

What is the use of remote viewing superpowers?

……

Song Xiaotian had mixed feelings, but at this moment his sense of survival was much stronger than yesterday, at least he now had a strong desire to survive.

Thinking of this, he began to condense the energy field in his body. He felt that a lot of energy in his body had been lost due to the inhuman torture these days, but it didn't matter, this energy could still be condensed as it slowly accumulated.

Because this energy is a magical power that complements your own consciousness, the better your willpower, the more energy your body will condense, and the farther you can see for remote viewing. If your willpower gradually weakens , then this kind of energy will gradually disappear, and the so-called super power will also cease to exist.

In the dark prison cell, Song Xiaotian began to condense his energy field non-stop, he wanted to condense all the energy fields around his body to one point.

Because he used to use remote viewing in a 360-degree radial pattern, now he suddenly thought that if he condensed the energy around his body to one point and then radiated it in one direction, would he be able to see farther away?