Li Zhiqiang felt that he was going to die, he was really going to die. No, it's better to be prepared than to die. Because his whole body is itching all over his body now, and he can't help himself. Now Li Zhiqiang is as if he was smeared with honey all over his body and then thrown at the mouth of an ant cave. Thousands, if not hundreds of millions, of ants came out of the ground and crawled onto him, as if they were lovingly gnawing at him.

How uncomfortable can this feeling be? The ten tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty know that this honey to send ants can be regarded as one of them. Of course, the Manchu one was a little more cruel, cutting a lot of wounds on people's bodies and throwing them to the ant's burrow, and tying their hands. Let them endure the pain of ten thousand ants devouring their hearts.

Li Zhiqiang had only watched the movie "The Ten Tortures of the Manchu Dynasty" made in Hong Kong back then! I never imagined that he would one day experience such a feeling.

He was itching very badly now, rolling on the ground all over, trying to relieve the unbearable itching sensation on his body in this way. But it's useless, no matter how Li Zhiqiang stops and catches, or even takes off his clothes and pants, only a pair of shorts is still worn, and then rubs around on the ground almost naked, but all this is still useless.

And Zhang Tong looked at the big light pig rubbing on the ground, and he couldn't bear to sigh twice: "What are you doing, what are you doing." The big man stripped naked and writhed on the ground, don't you feel ashamed. And it's so cold, it's so cold on the floor, you beware of catching a cold!" Zhang Tong said very sympathetically.

even kindly threw Li Zhiqiang's clothes in front of him and motioned for him to get dressed so as not to catch a cold. And Li Zhiqiang, who made a strange low scream of "Forehead~Forehead~" on the ground, glanced at the person he couldn't see clearly, and he pointed at the other party with trembling fingers: "You~You~Ah~"

Tickling is torture, so cruel that Li Zhiqiang can't even say a complete sentence. And what's even more cruel is that you can't scratch it even if it's itchy!

Li Zhiqiang has basically disappeared all his IQ now, and he rubs himself vigorously on the ground under the torture of itching. What kind of strategy, strategy, analysis, all these are gone. He threw it all in the trash. Although it is very clear that the bad guy in front of him has done something to himself, but Li Zhiqiang has no way to resist now, do you say that he is angry? !

It wasn't until Li Zhiqiang rubbed on the ground for several minutes that Zhang Tong felt that he was about to break his skin, and Zhang Tong snapped his fingers again. Syllable~

Li Zhiqiang, who was still itchy and unbearable, felt that he would stop itching in an instant, and once he stopped itching, he felt that the floor of the detention room was really cold!

"Ahh He trembled and began to get dressed, originally his body was quite white, but Zhang Tong made himself dirty.

"You, who the hell are you?!" Li Zhiqiang asked Zhang Tong while shivering coldly. Don't you know that the relative humidity in Huaihai is 75 percent below zero 8 degrees Celsius today? This is to freeze the prisoners to death! Learn from Switzerland, where prisoners sentenced to life imprisonment live in rooms like four-star hotels, and they can also chat, shop, and play games on the Internet to see that our country really has no human rights! Li Zhiqiang also complained in his heart about the government's inaction, and he almost fell into the routine of asking questions about what is wrong with this country.

"You don't care who I am. Zhang Tongcai didn't bother to answer Li Zhiqiang's question, he rolled his eyes: "Now I am interrogating you, or are you interrogating me! I will ask you now, and you will answer the question honestly." What is your surname, whether you are male or female, where is your hometown, what kind of work you do, how many people are in your family, and how many acres of land per capita. Are you born to your parents or is the old king next door helping?!

Zhang Tong's words seem to be out of tune, but this is also a kind of questioning technique. Because the real questions are sometimes interspersed with these incompatible questions, and the answers will be subconsciously asked by surprise. Of course, this requires the honest cooperation of the interrogator.

However, Li Zhiqiang obviously does not intend to cooperate honestly. He didn't answer Zhang Tong, but ran to the door of the detention room and shouted through the door: "Someone! Help! Where are the police uncles dead!"

And Zhang Tong was watching his monkey play: "You call, you continue to call." If I dare to come in, I'm not afraid that you will scream, and no one will come to save you if you scream and cut your throat!"

Li Zhiqiang almost wanted to cut his throat, but after thinking about it, what Zhang Tong said might be true. So he didn't scream, because no one came to check because he was screaming so loudly, and there was a camera in his detention cell. If the police camera is seen by the police, they will at least need to come and make the rounds. But now there is not a single fart. Li Zhiqiang's mood swayed to the bottom.

"No, do you? Come, answer the question I just asked. Zhang Tong sat leisurely on the bed that Li Zhiqiang had just slept on, and he continued to say to Li Zhiqiang in that leisurely and leisurely tone: "Hurry up." ”

However, Li Zhiqiang obviously won't answer any questions, because he still can't figure out what this guy is about, and it's obvious that this person is not a good person. A person who has strength but bad feelings, who knows what he will do to himself. So Li Zhiqiang chose the means of non-violence and non-cooperation, he didn't open his mouth at all, and just looked at Zhang Tong like this (in fact, he couldn't see clearly, so he continued to focus on it).

And Zhang Tong was also angry with Li Zhiqiang's behavior: "Okay, my temper is really hard." Then you can continue to itch for a while. After that, Zhang Tong snapped his fingers to Li Zhiqiang again, and the itching sensation that had just receded crawled up to his body again, and Li Zhiqiang began to undress again and twisted on the floor.

And after five minutes, Zhang Tong snapped his fingers, and Li Zhiqiang stopped itching again. When he didn't itch, he felt very cold, after all, it was minus eight degrees, and the relative humidity was 75 percent! And the detention room was a backlit place, so it was very humid here. If this heaven and earth rub on the floor for five minutes, good people will become patients.

Li Zhiqiang began to put on clothes as soon as he felt cold, his hands were shaking cold, and his teeth began to chatter. I finally rested for a minute to make my body a little hot, and then that itchy feeling that made me want to die came again. This itchy feeling cannot be removed by yourself, and the itching feeling can only be reduced by the cold floor. After itching for a few more minutes, Zhang Tong received his magical powers again.

Li Zhiqiang stared at Zhang Tong fiercely, although he couldn't see anything. And Zhang Tong didn't care, and continued to let Li Zhiqiang rest for a while, and then once again made Li Zhiqiang very itchy.

It's been back and forth dozens of times, anyway, a night is quite long, and Li Zhiqiang is completely devastated. Let's just say that the floor of this detention cell was made of blue and white slate, but because of the detention room, the hygiene was very mediocre. Over the years, the blue and white floor has turned to dust, which is the old mud and dirt of adults!

Even the cleaning aunt couldn't clean the floor, and now Li Zhiqiang rubs his body back and forth, guess what? Hey! It's all turned blue-white! And not only is the color back, but the floor is as smooth as waxing. Do you know that there is a saying in antiques called pulp? For example, mahogany, walnut, etc., all have pulp. And the thicker and more uniform the pulp, the more valuable it is. That is, the pulp that can only be dispensed out by hand with the oozing grease for a long time.

Now take a look at the thick layer of slurry on this floor, and look up at Li Zhiqiang, the originally white and pure business elite now looks like refugees from Africa. Now the whole face is blackened except for the whites of the eyes and the teeth that are white. The black man Li Zhiqiang collapsed, he was so weak that he had no strength to cry and make a fuss: "Who are you, why do you treat me like this......"

Zhang Tong pinched his nose, pinched the boogers inside and loosened them, woke up his nose, sprayed the boogers on the floor that had just been cleaned and discarded, and said, "Who do you care who I am." What I want to do, that's what I like. I just like to fix you, what's wrong? ”

"Convincing, convincing, you are my ancestor!" Li Zhiqiang knelt down for Zhang Tong. His body and mind had collapsed.

"Now when asked, will you answer?"

Answer, answer. Don't fix me anymore, let me do anything!"

"Okay, what is your surname, whether you are male or female, where is your hometown, what kind of work you do, how many people are in your family, and how many acres of land per capita. Are you born to your parents or is the old king next door helping?!

The next chapter is in the evening, probably a little later. Also ask for a ticket!