Following.

Basement of the Mirande family.

The building looks a bit old, and it does have a lot of history, it was built in the 19th century, but it was blown up during the war, and everything you can see today is that it was renovated in the 80s of the 20th century.

During the war, the Mirande family lived in the basement for half a year in order to escape the fascist forces, and the people in the twelve basements survived safely, except for one that was destroyed by a bomb attack, and the six servants inside also died here.

So at the time of the renovation, the twelve basements were put to good use.

The last one, known as a bad omen, has been abandoned.

But now, it's finally coming in handy.

The basement area is not large, less than 20 square meters, no decoration, surrounded by cement walls at the beginning, the room is full of damp, moldy smell, faintly disgusting.

The wall in front of it is inlaid with two huge nails that are used to inlay iron chains.

At this moment, there was a shirtless man tied to the iron bar, although he was naked, but there was no skin on his body, and his whole body was red, with flesh that had been pulled away by whips, burn scars, and bruises that had been pinched out with clips.

His head was drooping, his face was swollen, he couldn't recognize his original appearance, there was blood at the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were black.

The iron chain that tied him was very thick, as thick as a child's arm, and each chain weighed forty pounds, and did not stretch the two arms, it was very long, and it could hang down naturally, and the length exceeded the entire arm, but this caused the normal standing to be stable, and it also needed to bear part of the power of the iron chain.

These can only be called torture.

Even more cruel was the fact that between his legs, only five centimeters from the middle, was inlaid with a sharp blade, which was bound to the wall.

In other words, he had to stand up straight, stand firm, and if he was not careful, he would be cut by a blade, and the most devastating cut...

This man was none other than Qi Sitai.

Locked up here for three days, tortured without human form.

"Squeak..."

The door was pushed open.

This dark and damp room was only temporarily equipped with a lamp, a searchlight, from the opposite side of Qi Sitai, twenty-four hours a day, illuminating him so that he could not open his eyes, the light was bright, as if it were transparent.

"Have you figured it out?

？”

Jace walked in, dressed in an expensive suit and with a pair of custom-made polished leather shoes on his feet, which looked out of place and would be called aristocratic when he walked outside.

However, everything in front of him was designed by his own hands.

Qi Sitai raised his head when he heard this, lifted it up a little, and put it down again, he really didn't have the strength.

"I admire you!"

Jace walked to the lamp and turned down the brightness, not for Qi Sitai, but because he couldn't stand this light, it was too dazzling: "I thought you would write the formula soon, but I didn't expect to be able to hold on for so many days, frankly speaking, if we switched positions, I might have already explained!"

Qi Sitai still didn't reply.

In the past three days, he scolded and shouted, but it had no effect, so if he has the strength to speak, it is better to stay and stand firm, because once his legs are weak, even if he dies, he cannot be called a man.

"But the reality is that our position can't be reversed, hehe"

Jace said as he slowly approached him, and raised his hand to straighten his suit, not to mess around, not to lose his grace.

"Everything before is only the first stage, and the next punishment is even more cruel, believe me, you must not be able to bear it, rather than carry it to death, it is better to say it now, say it earlier, you can enjoy it earlier, right?"

I waited for more than ten seconds, but there was no response.

"God will have mercy on you!"

Jace shook his head and slowly stepped back, and then two strong men walked in, one empty-handed, the other with a pair of pliers in his hand.

The two of them didn't say a word, walked up to Qi Sitai, one grabbed his hand, and the other quickly picked up the pliers and clamped them on his nails.

"Ahh

Qi Sitai cried out uncontrollably, and at this moment, it was like thousands of whips on his body at the same time, and the pain in his heart made him almost faint, but his consciousness kept telling him that he couldn't faint, he had to stand firm.

"Terrible sound!"

Jace frowned, he didn't like this voice very much, it was too bleak and desperate, but as long as he got the formula, it would make the family go further, and he had to force it here.

"I won't give it to you, absolutely not, there is a kind of killing Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will not give it to you even if he dies!"

Qi Sitai was talking, saliva was flowing from the corners of his mouth, and the muscles of his face were pulling out in pain, and he once thought

I bit my tongue and committed suicide, but the TV is all deceitful, and I can't die by biting my tongue.

It will only make you suffer more.

"No, no, no, you can't die, whoever dies you can't die!"

Jace responded very simply, and it was true that he couldn't let Qi Sitai die, once he closed his eyes, all his efforts would be in vain, and it was better not to do it.

The two strong men turned their heads to look at him and saw him nodding.

Grasp the pliers again with force.

"Whew..."

Qi Sitai's mournful voice came out again, his facial expression began to spasm due to the severe pain, and all reason was telling him that he couldn't fall, but his physiological reaction was completely uncontrollable, and a warm current in his legs left...

"I grass your grandma, grass your whole family..."

He began to burst out uncontrollably: "Don't let me out, once I get out, it will be a nightmare for all of you, don't let me out!"

Jace didn't care about the threat at all, and said lightly: "You won't go out, you will never be able to go out, unless... Give me the formula."

"Oh, as long as you give me the formula, you can get out, and then you retaliate, isn't it worth it?"

"Whew..."

Qi Sitai was so painful that the muscles of his whole body tightened, and the blood fell down his nails drop by drop, and he slowly opened his eyes, staring at Jace fiercely, as long as he could let go now, he would be desperate for everything.

"Not to give? You'll give!"

There was a hint of gloom in Jace's eyes: "Otherwise, you will never be able to get out!"

As soon as the words fell.

The door was pushed open, and a man who looked like a servant walked in: "There are three people with Chinese faces outside the door, saying they want to see you... Say it's Shang Yang!"

The voice was not loud, and Qi Sitai, who was about to lose his deafness in pain, could not hear it.

"Shang Yang?"

There was a hint of amusement in Jace's eyes, he didn't know much about Huaxia's affairs, but he had heard a lot of things, and a friend called to intercede a few days ago.

"Interesting..."

The smile on his face grew thicker and thicker, and he ordered: "Give him nutrition, I'll go meet those monkeys..."

With that, turn around and leave.

The servant quickly waved his hand outside the door, and the other two walked in with the nutrient solution, and quickly replenished Qi Sitai, all the prerequisites for torture were based on his immortality, so the nutrition that should be had should still be supplemented...