When he was a soldier, Guan Xingquan heard such a sentence: When fighting, this person would rather be killed by bullets, step on mines, or even be blown into minced meat by artillery shells than be burned alive!

Today, I was in a hurry, and I didn't have time to call a few masters, so that George Lutagan, a miscellaneous man, could enjoy the torture skills handed down by the KGB and the old Chinese people.

Forget about the CIA, in terms of sending people to hell and protecting the disabled, the Americans are not as good as the old methods of rural China - the ten tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty have a small number of changes in the old rules, and the CIA's methods are "scientific", but they are too ingenious, but they are rude.

Since you are in a hurry to kill people, and you have to let this beast enjoy the greatest pain before death, let it taste the taste of burning at the stake!

There is such a passage in the Analects of the Confucian Constitution: "Or say: 'How can you repay grievances with virtue?' Zi said: 'How can you repay virtue? In fact, this was not said by Kong Qiu at the earliest, but by Lao Tzu.

The ancestor told Guan Xingquan that when he encountered this kind of thing, he should repay his grievances directly, and what Lao Tzu meant was "to repay to the same extent".

This George Lutaganda himself has a lot of blood on his hands, not to mention the crimes committed by his subordinates!

It is impossible to kill tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of Hutu thugs to fulfill the client's commission, so let the beast, one of the culprits, enjoy the taste of fire.

He said that he burned it, but at this time it was a rope that bound people, and it was not secure.

The two contractors went to get a thick wire, and tied it up in a strong knot despite the dying struggles.

Gasoline waits, light it!

The screams of the inhuman people in the flames sounded so pleasant, Guan Xingquan looked at the black smoke rising up, and said to himself: "That's it, I have basically completed your commission." ”

The black charcoal on the telephone pole was silent, the flames were extinguished, and the rancid smell in the courtyard added a strange smell of barbecue.

Leave, there are at least 50,000 or more corpses in the city, maybe 100,000?

There's not much coke like this, so let this crumb sit on the telephone pole!

By the time Kwan returned to the Miller Collins Hotel, there had been various reports that the vast majority of Hutu troops and militia had fled from the city of Kigali.

In Kigali, not counting the bombed southern military camp, company contractors killed only about 500 thugs and captured about 300, most of them Hutu government soldiers in military uniforms.

Andrea's side is basically peaceful, that is, there are more refugees on the farm, and it has reached nearly 20,000!

"We plan to let the refugees in the safe zone go home tomorrow, there are more mobs running around like rats today, and tomorrow it will be safe."

Also, we are registering the list of refugees in shards, and don't forget, the boss wants this data to be used as a bargaining chip, and by the way, he will slap the United Nations in the face..."

Anyway, Andrei was relatively peaceful, and last night in the middle of the night he killed dozens of Hutu militia thugs who tried to enter the safe zone.

There were a thousand thugs at that time, and the result was just a few bursts of fire, and the crumbs ran faster than rabbits.

Guan Xingquan at this end told him: "I have already made a registration, two big books."

The company also explained that if you have nothing to do, you will go back to the hotel before nightfall.

The city is relatively safe, according to the current situation, everyone who should run here has run, and some people who are anxious to go home can let them go later..."