Chapter 307: Cruel Methods

Wow wow wow said a series of incomprehensible Russian, Ovich's reaction was obviously a refusal, Lu Han had long expected this, no disappointment, no annoyance, his expression was still relaxed.

Now Ovitch's whole body is full of holes, not only the old wounds left by the torture in the past month, but also the five knives that Lu Han said involuntarily just now, it hurts, the wound is obvious, with the heartbeat and breathing, you can even see the bright red flesh and blood inside, but because of Lu Han's ingenious technique, those needles are just piercing his acupuncture points to stop the bleeding, which makes Ovitch hanging in the air unspeakably weird.

"The rules of the game are like this, if I ask a question and you answer, I won't pull out the needle, but if I answer wrong or don't answer, I will pull out the needle one by one. ”

Without waiting for Lu Han to finish speaking, Ovich spat blood on Lu Han vigorously, and spit on his clothes.

"Owie, I know you hate me, but now that you're in my hands, if you don't do what I say, I can kill you at any time. Lu Han's sudden coldness caused the temperature of the torture room to drop suddenly.

"****! If you want to kill, you will kill, I will not say a word. Ovitch finally spit out a normal human language, he sneered coldly, his face was angry and hideous, and the murderous aura that permeated from his whole body was no less than that of Lu Han.

Hmph! Don't say it! Then don't blame Lao Tzu for being polite.

Lu Han suppressed his anger, since he saw Ovitch's blood, the bloodthirsty pleasure that had been hidden in his heart for a long time had been completely stimulated, and now he seemed to be a different person, becoming ruthless from the inside out, without the slightest emotion.

"First question, how many people are in your killing group?" Lu Han's voice became flat again, and he stared at Ovitch for a moment, waiting for his answer.

Ovitch suddenly sneered: "Don't bother, I have been professionally trained in the organization, no matter what method you use, it will be useless to me." ”

Lu Han was not angry when he heard this, he smiled: "The first question was answered incorrectly. With that, he suddenly pulled out a needle from his left ankle.

Suddenly, Ovitch felt a pain in his hamstring attack, it hurt, it hurt a hundred times, a thousand times more than a simple wound, because of the pain, his whole body arched, in mid-air like a carp, the pain howled out from his throat miserably, it hurt, it hurt, it hurts, not only his ankle hurts, but all over his body hurts together.

Satisfied with Ovich's performance, Lu Han wiped the silver needle and said with a smile: "I forgot to tell you, my needles are all pierced by the nerve points on your body, which not only has the effect of stopping bleeding, but also stimulates your nerves additionally. After speaking, he added: "But foreigners like you should not understand our ancient Chinese acupuncture and moxibustion techniques." ”

Ovie's eyes were white in pain, struggling to bulge outward, he really realized what pain was now, the pain from his feet directly stimulated the nervous system of his whole body, making his hair numb, as if it was about to explode and crack, he wanted to scratch, wanted to tear this pain of drilling, if the conditions permitted, he would rather cut off his feet now, because it was so painful, he wanted to die now......

It's just that his whole body is now handcuffed and he can't move, no matter how painful and torn his ankle is, he can only endure it and bear it, he stares at the devil-like man in front of him, as if he wants to throw all the resentment and anger in his heart onto him.

Owie's tragic situation fell in Anderson's eyes, he was shocked, after being a policeman for so many years, he had never seen a prisoner who would be so painful, more painful than death, and he couldn't help but admire Lu Han more in his heart, and be more jealous.

"How is it?, are you interested in playing games with me?" Lu Han was still so flat, and the words he said were inaudible.

Ovie took a deep breath, his wrinkled face shrank sharply, and his eyes tightened, "Damn!

"It's too cheap to kill you. Lu coldly pulled out another needle, and Ovitch's whole body spasmed again, green tendons covered his body, muscles and bones made a strange clicking sound, his teeth kept grinding, and blood overflowed from his mouth, as if he had bitten his tongue.

After a while, Lu Han pulled out the five silver needles at his ankles, and Ovitch was so painful that he forgot to roar, panting like a beast, like a lost dog.

Because of the relationship between pulling out the needle, the wound began to bleed again, and streams flowed out with the breathing, Ovhi could clearly feel the passage of consciousness, his vision was blurred, he wanted to close his eyes, and died in pain, but the pain that filled his body directly stimulated the nerves, and he was very reluctant to stay awake, this pain of wanting to die and not being able to die made him very nauseous, and his spirit almost collapsed.

"Please...... Please, kill me, please let me die......" Ovitch's spirit had begun to crumble, his tears of pain mixed with disgusting snot, for him, death was a luxury now.

Lu Leng smiled coldly, he thought that Ovitch was such a powerful character, so he stabbed him five wounds in one go, but he didn't expect that it would not work as soon as he reached the first wound, as long as he opened his mouth to beg for mercy, it meant that there was a play, and Lu Han was waiting for the best time now.

"Ovitch, tell me now, how many people are in your killing group?" was the same question just now, Lu Han repeated the question a second time.

But when Ovie heard this question, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he looked blankly ahead, and suddenly let out a miserable laugh, and the laughter was terrible, like an owl, and it was extremely ugly.

"Truly, I won't say it when I die, I won't say it when I die......"

Lu Han frowned, it seemed that he was wrong, this bastard was still a little conscious, he immediately didn't talk nonsense, turned his movements to the ankle of the other foot, without the slightest pity and hesitation, he pulled out the two silver needles fiercely.

The two silver needles were pulled out at the same time, indicating that the pain would be doubled, his painful whole body was swinging rapidly, his throat was no longer able to shout, and he let out a hoarse scream, looking at his hideous appearance as if he was a devil from purgatory, struggling in the eighteen layers of hell, wandering, in endless time and space, only pain and pain accompanied, this difficult taste can be imagined.

Ovitch convulsed all over, thrashing in pain as if he was dead, Lu Han didn't care, and continued to pull out the needle, and after a while, the silver needles at the ankles of both feet were all pulled out, and the wound began to flow blood wildly, along his ankles, sweat, blood and saliva mixed together, emitting a fishy and unpleasant smell, making this already disgusting torture room even more disgusting.