"Since you don't speak, then take it as you agree!"

Qin Buer coughed and said, "Now I announce the rules of the game...... Next, I will abuse you in all kinds of ways, whoever is the first to insist, as long as you answer my question, I will give you a good time, if you still refuse to answer that question, then, I will continue to play with you!"

As he spoke, he pulled his phone out of his pocket and looked at the time.

Putting the phone back in his trouser pocket, Qin Buji said with a smile: "It's half past three in the afternoon, and I'm free before eleven o'clock tonight, so we have more than eight hours to play this game!"

Eight and a half hours is enough for an average office worker to work for a day.

If you turn it into seconds, it's more than 30,000 seconds.

For a person who is being tortured, more than 30,000 seconds!

For more than 30,000 seconds, just thinking about it makes me feel like falling into an ice cellar!

Sure enough, hearing Qin Buji's words, even if they were determined, they couldn't help but show fear in the depths of their eyes!

Who wants to be tortured like this?

For more than eight hours, as long as they thought about the fact that they were going to be tortured during this time, both of them couldn't help but feel black in front of their eyes.

What a vicious guy!

"So, now you all understand the rules, right?" Qin Buji said with a smile.

The two still didn't speak.

"If you don't speak, you just understand? So, now the game begins!"

After Qin Buer finished speaking, the dagger in his hand stabbed out violently, directly piercing the back of the middle-aged monk's hand, piercing his palm.

Such a ruthless move, however, Qin Buer's face looked calm, but his eyes were full of smiles!

"Ah......h

The severe pain immediately made the middle-aged monk's face distort, hiss and scream, and his body trembled.

Cold sweat was dripping on his forehead, and his pupils were constantly dilating, symbolizing that this intense pain had been transmitted to Zhou's body and reached its peak.

"You're definitely not going to tell me who instructed you to do this, are you?" Qin Buji said with a smile.

"Go to Nima!" the middle-aged monk grimaced, staring at Qin Bu'er and cursing in a hissed voice.

Qin Buer didn't take his curse to heart at all, but looked at the young monk and said with a smile: "How is it? Seeing that your partner is suffering from such severe pain, do you want to tell me who instructed you?"

The young monk just smiled coldly, and his still immature face was full of disdain.

He snorted and spat at Qin Buer's body again.

However, Qin Buer has always been wary of him, where will he spit out?

Just twisted his body and dodged it.

"It's a shame that you rejected my kindness!"

Qin Buer said with a regretful face.

As he spoke, he walked over and flattened the young monk's hand against the pillar.

Seeing this, the young monk's eyes widened, and he struggled to get up, and at the same time shouted: "You bastard, what are you going to do?" You let go of me, let go of me, bastard, bastard, when I go out, I will definitely kill you, kill your whole family......"

"Oh, yes, I'm so scared!

Qin Buer said with a smile, then raised the dagger and stabbed it fiercely, directly piercing his palm.

"Ah......h

Although the young monk was mentally prepared, the inhuman pain still made him scream.

What a real Nima aches!

This kind of pain is not something that everyone can bear.

It's like someone with a knife and stabbing you in the heart, two, several......

Ten fingers are connected to the heart, this is the truth, the palm is also connected to the heart!

"I ...... Go to ......"

"What are you talking about?" Qin Buji asked suspiciously.

"You...... Big...... ...... Grandpa"

After a while, the young monk finished the rest of the word.

After saying these few words, he was already soaking wet!

"That's right!"

Qin Buer said with a smile: "You just said the first two words, I thought that stabbing you made you feel very good!"

As he spoke, Qin Buer suddenly turned the dagger on the back of the young monk's hand violently!

Direct 180-degree rotation!

Originally, Qin Buji wanted to come with a 360-degree rotation, but unfortunately, the dagger was stuck in the bone.

"Ah...... Ah......h

This sudden turn of events immediately caused unimaginable and intense pain to the young monk.

His eyes widened, and his body twitched constantly, as if he was about to fly into the sky with a woman.

The thief is so refreshing!

"Is it cool, is it not surprised, is it not surprised?" Qin Buer said with a smile.

Hearing this, the little monk wanted to scold, but when it came to his mouth, he was forced to hold back.

Because he didn't dare.

Although the guy here is not liked, he still agrees with that sentence: saliva can't hurt people, knives can't do!

was quick to speak for a while, but was greeted by someone with a knife, this deal is not cost-effective.

The little monk is not stupid, he knows the severity!

"I don't know if you noticed? I just stabbed you in the hand, and I turned around half a circle?" Qin Buer asked.

The little monk still kept his mouth shut.

Qin Buji jerked the dagger out of the back of his hand.

This time, it immediately made the little monk scream again.

He felt that even if he went to the hospital for treatment, his hand would not be so sharp when it was better.

It's going to be scrapped!

"Now, every time I change the way I play the game, I try it on him, and when I get to you, I add a little something, like an extra half turn on the back of your hand...... If you think you can't stand that kind of pain, remember to tell me in advance!" Qin Buji said with a smile.

His smile was very bright, but in the eyes of these two guys, he was undoubtedly like a demon.

How can there be a normal person like this? This Nima is simply a pervert!

At this moment, they completely forgot what they had done to hurt nature.

After Qin Buer finished speaking, he suddenly walked up to the middle-aged monk and squatted down.

With a dagger, he cut the pants at the other party's knees!

Then, the middle-aged monk's entire knee was exposed in front of Qin Buer.

Qin Buer took out the knife again and drew an oval circle along his kneecap.

Such pain is no worse than piercing the palm of the hand.

So the middle-aged monk began to scream again.

"Kill me...... Kill me......" The middle-aged monk obviously couldn't bear such pain, and roared in a hoarse voice.

This is not only physical torture, but also mental torture.

He's about to break down!

(End of chapter)