When Xi Wanli arrived at the base of the special operations force, he scared a few people.

"Xi ...... Captain Xi Xi!?" Xiaoshan immediately dropped a large box of bullet casings that he was holding in his hand.

Xi Wanli glanced at him lightly and said, "What, you don't know me?"

He knew all the thoughts of these people, but this time they really thought too much. He was indeed angry, but Da Zhao was no longer his subordinates, and he didn't even have this bit of proportion.

What's more, compared to them, he is actually angry with himself.

But......

The lesson to be taught to them is still to be learned.

Thinking like this, Xi Wanli asked the quail-like hill, "Have you been free lately?"

"Yes...... Have free time. Xiaoshan said tremblingly.

Captain Xi smiled so ...... Kindness means that if you don't have time, you have to be free.

Hearing this, Xi Wanli said with a smile: "I think it's a waste to lose the bullet shells in the base like this, and it just so happens that the children in the family courtyard of the military region have nothing to play with, so you can make these shells into tanks and send them to them." ”

The work of using bullet shells to make tanks will be used as soldiers, and those who have the conditions will get one for their families and relatives' children in these years.

"All...... All?!" Xiaoshan was stunned.

Xi Wanli raised his eyebrows, "Otherwise, do you still need me to tell you the shameful truth?"

What else could Xiaoshan say? He could only nod with tears in his eyes.

When Xi Wanli entered the dark prison, Song Weiguo was already waiting for him, and he was a little embarrassed: "I'm afraid the current situation of curly hair is not suitable for torture." ”

The meaning of his words Xi Wanli immediately understood, although he kept his hand at the beginning, it only avoided the key point, and although the curly hair did not lose his life, it was not much better. If torture is to be used, at least the torture cannot be endured.

Xi Wanli smiled, "Don't worry, I know it in my heart." ”

After a pause, he asked again: "Old rules, it's okay to be killed, right?" Special forces kings like them, no matter which force they are caught, the possibility of being able to pry their mouths open is very small. What's more, as a "tool", they know very limited secrets. Therefore, for a long time, curly hair has often had only one end in this case of being caught - death.

If it weren't for Xi Wanli's distress for his daughter-in-law's suffering this time, and he didn't want him to die so happily, the people above were at a loss, and Song Weiguo was willing to cooperate, and the curly hair would not have to go through everything next.

Song Weiguo was actually quite curious about how he planned to deal with curly hair, and Xi Wanli didn't mind him watching from the sidelines, and asked, "The dark room I arranged before is still there, right?"

The dark prison is located in the ground of the special operations force base, and it is said to be a cell, but in fact, it is more used for soldiers to do torture training, and only occasionally some special key criminals will be sent here, just like the previous few high-level spies, like curly hair.

As the former controller of the dark prison, Xi Wanli is not ignorant of this place, and even some places here are arranged according to his orders.

Hearing this, Song Weiguo was stunned for a moment, and thought for a long time before saying, "Do you mean that small room with no windows, only a sink, and even the lights are dim?"

This room was set up by Xi Wanli a long time ago, but it was not used until he left the special operations unit.

Xi Wanli nodded, although Song Weiguo was puzzled, he still ordered his subordinates to transfer the curly hair to the dark room.

By the time they arrived, the curls were lying in the dim dark room, their hands and feet tied, and though their breath was faint, they were awake.

After Xi Wanli appeared, the curly-haired gaze shot like a knife, and a pair of brown eyes were full of hatred.

Xi Wanli suddenly smiled, sat down on the chair on the side as if he was extremely relaxed, and said nonchalantly: "In the past two days, I have been thinking about how to let you die. You know, I'm used to doing rough work like poking my heart and twisting my neck, and my brain is really not enough for a while. So, you must be grateful, after all, I have carefully selected the most suitable way to die for you. ”

Hearing this, Curly Hair looked disdainful, and by now, he already knew that he would not survive. But Chenlong himself came out of the special operations force, isn't it clear how far away fear is for people like them?

Seeing his confidence, Xi Wanli was not disappointed, and directly took the black silk cloth tied on the doorknob, and then squatted down, and almost gently tied it to the curly eyes.

"Guess what I'm going to do?"

Curly didn't say a word, even if it was dark in his vision, he was not afraid.

Xi Wanli didn't care about his attitude, squatted down next to him, then took out a small paring knife from his pocket, and then gently dug a small hole in the curly fingers.

Curly immediately sneered, "Chenlong, are you tickling me?"

Xi Wanli was not annoyed at all, and seriously adjusted his position. The stone platform where the curly hair lies is in the center of the dark room, and the trapezoidal stone platform is not spacious, and it can be used to lay an adult man on the table, and there is absolutely no extra space.

At this time, Xi Wanli was pressing down his right hand with a cut in his curly hair until it was flat with the stone platform, and then tied his hands with the iron chain that was already fixed on the stone platform.

Then the left hand, the left foot, the right foot, and so on the curly hands and feet.

Xi Wanli never said a word, but for some reason, his curly hair gradually became a little hairy in his heart.

Suddenly, in the silence and darkness, a slow ticking sounded.

Curly hair was stunned for a moment, then reacted, bent the finger that was cut by Xi Wanli, and blood dripped out of the wound?

"Did you hear that?" Xi Wanli's voice sounded with a smile, "My wound is very small, so the blood is dripping slowly, and it probably won't take a minute for the wound to clot." Don't worry, I'll remember to give you another cut. You say, how long will it take for the blood in your body to drain up and cause you to die?"

The curly hair stiffened, and he heard Xi Wanli say: "That's right......"

Xi Wanli didn't say anything more about the next words, but he felt that his arm seemed to be stabbed, and little by little the coldness entered his body, this is ......

"I gave you an anesthesia. Xi Wanli's voice was extremely soft, "Don't worry, next, you won't feel the slightest pain." Of course, this is your last time after all, and I will keep your mind clear, always clear. ”

Curly hair was frightened to hear it, and finally couldn't help but say: "You ......"

Xi Wanli smiled, "I'm good enough for you, okay? It's an old acquaintance, but not everyone is as ruthless as you." ”

Fart!

The curls almost burst into foul mouth, but the trembling body already showed the tension and uneasiness in his heart.