Confession extraction is a joyful thing for most men who believe in violence. It would be even happier if the pen, fun, and pavilion could boast of standing on the height www.biquge.info of justice and extort confessions to their heart's content. Of course, the premise is to force others to confess. Therefore, from ancient times to the present, people in the six doors have been happy to go forward and succeed in this matter. People's hearts are like iron, fake like iron, and official law is like a furnace, and true is like a furnace. Throughout the ages, Chinese torture has been full of tricks, and masters from all walks of life have appeared on the stage, concentrating on the study of countless wonderful and vicious punishments. In ancient times, Junchen invited you to enter the urn, and now there is a police station to commit suicide with shoelaces. In ancient times, there were tiger chairs, dragons over the mountains, intestines, peeling, modern earth-made airplanes, pointing to the sky and drawing the earth, the back door don't stick, and the gods hung paintings. Among the many punishments, Ye Haodong felt that the mountain dragon was the most domineering, and the intestine pumping was the most cruel, and it was invincible to use it to extract confessions.

Under the effect of torture, the suspect was left with only Hong Laodong, and this guy only lasted for half a pot of water and couldn't stay up. Howling shouted: "The person who contacted me claimed to be sent by Yang Guoqiang, please, don't water, I was wrong, reward me with a good time." Huzi got the answer he wanted to know, turned around and left. Behind him, Hong Laodong was still wailing. The water did not stop, and it was Brother Haodong's order to make him hate his parents for bringing him to the world. Since Hong Laodong had thought of killing Ye Haodong, he should have the consciousness to endure this kind of torture.

Yang Guoqiang sat in the living room of his home. He already knew the results of the military operation in the south, he had no intention of making a futile struggle, and he was the only one left in the house, empty. Half-lying on the sofa, his heart fluctuated, recalling the scene when the Yang Mansion was full of friends in the past, and remembering the things of his son Yang Mingyu when he was a child, and when he thought of emotion and grief, he suddenly raised the gun in his hand and aimed it at his temple. There was a bang, the gun rang out, and Yang Guoqiang was safe and sound. But it was Gangzi who arrived before he committed suicide and shot out his pistol.

Hatred is one of the most important human emotions. Love, this love runs through life, and it is difficult! hate, but this hatred can last until death. Hatred can make a classic. Where did Romeo Juliet come from if there was no hatred? If there is no hatred, where does the prince's revenge come from? Hatred is like a mirror, which can contrast love. Yang Guoqiang hated Ye Haodong because of the hatred of losing his son. Ye Haodong hated all the people involved in this matter because of the pain of losing his wife. Su Wantong's cold body was still lying in the coffin, and Ye Haodong would only let her be buried in the ground after stabbing the enemy. Hatred here not only reflects Yang Guoqiang's deep love for his son, but also contrasts Ye Haodong's nostalgia for Su Wantong who is unforgettable and desolate.

As deep as love goes, so does hate. Vice versa.

Yang Guoqiang couldn't die, and fell into the hands of the great enemy, and the pain was unbearable. When Gangzi brought him back, Ye Haodong was lying on the ground making horses for a few children, and the father, son and daughter, and the grandfather were sweating profusely.

It is necessary for men to be cattle and horses in family life. The ploughing ox on his wife's body is the more the land is ploughed and the more ripe it becomes, and the oxen are thinner and thinner. When I wrote this, I suddenly remembered Ai Qing's poem: I love this land, why do I often have tears in my eyes, because I love this land deeply. Probably hides this meaning. (It's purely a fallacy, the official laughed it off, don't take it seriously.) Make a horse under child x, the child grows bigger and bigger, and the horse runs older and older. Slowly transformed from a young horse riding with a child running on his back to an old horse who knows the way.

in the basement. Ye Haodong and Yang Guoqiang were relatively speechless, indifferent and hateful. After several years of feuding, this is the first time they have met.

"I know you're not afraid of death, but death isn't necessarily the most painful thing in life, in a word, you tell me who else is involved in this, the origin of those hijackers, say it, I'll give you a good time! Otherwise?. Ye Haodong pointed to a small three-grasp hook placed on the table in the corner of the wall and said. Do you know this thing? It is called a bowel hook and is used to perform a form of torture by tying a rope in the middle of a horizontal wooden pole and hanging it high on a wooden frame, with an iron hook at one end and a stone at the other, like a huge scale. Put down the iron hook at one end, stuff it into the prisoner's anus, pull out the large intestine, hang it on the iron hook, and then pull the stone at the other end down, so that one end of the iron hook rises, and the person's intestines are pulled out, hanging high in a straight line, and finally pulling out all the internal organs of the person, this process will be very long, no one can bear such a way of death, do you want to die like this? ”。

A look of fear flashed in Yang Guoqiang's eyes. But he soon calmed down again. "Ye Haodong, you did scare me, but let me tell you, don't expect to get any news from me, not because I'm righteous enough not to be tortured by you, just because I hate you, I just want to see that you can't find an enemy, and live in guilt and regret all your life, as you said, I'm not even afraid of death, what else can't I get out of?" After speaking, Yang Guoqiang's eyes widened, and he suddenly opened his mouth and tried to bite his tongue to commit suicide. Huzi, who was standing behind Ye Haodong, shot like lightning and pinched off his chin. Yang Guoqiang's mouth was open, but when he thought of the pain of pumping his intestines, he was still afraid after all, so he did not hesitate to take out great courage to bite his tongue and commit suicide, but unfortunately in front of Huzi, he didn't have the right to die.

"Let's be executed." Huzi said: "Really use intestine pumping? When he died, the trail was broken. ”

"There have always been clues, and they can't be broken, the brother who monitored Yang's house sent back the news, saying that Gao Yihe and Zeng Xinhong, assistant minister of the Ministry of Public Security, visited Yang's house today, I guess they didn't go to report to Vice Minister Yang, these self-righteous fools, thinking that I didn't dare to touch them without evidence." Ye Haodong paused when he said this, and sneered, "Today I want to add a touch of blood to this Jinghua night!" ”

In an empty and uninhabited place, Yang Guoqiang was tied up to a big tree by five flowers. Face against the tree, back outward. The brother in charge of the execution took off his pants and poked the three-grabbing hook attached to the jeep with a rope tied to it into Yang Guoqiang's pylorus. After stirring vigorously, with a force, Yang Guoqiang's large intestine was pulled out. Yang Guoqiang let out a miserable howl. The jeep started and moved forward slowly, the rope was quickly straightened, and the large intestine flowed out with blood. Yang Guoqiang grabbed the torso of the big tree with both hands in pain, and the screams were endless. Ten minutes later, his internal organs were dragged out and flowed all over the ground, red, green, yellow, black, messy, and stinking. The screams suddenly stopped, and Yang Guoqiang finally died of anger. In his life, he was in the shadow of his ancestors, stealing from a high position but doing nothing, and he did countless things that were corrupt, and he had no success for the country and the nation. The biggest sin he created was to give birth to Yang Mingyu's bastard son, smuggling and selling drugs, robbing men and bullying women, and doing all kinds of evil. And these are inseparable from his connivance and cover-up.

Yang Guoqiang's blood painted the first blood color of this bloody night.

Zeng Xinhong's outhouse in the Asian Games Village. The woman who had already given birth to two sons for him had already packed her bags and looked at the man at the door who was once upon a time heroic and vigorous with reluctance. Zeng Xinhong sent her out to get in the car, and solemnly advised: "When the children grow up, don't teach them to take revenge, it's better to live well than anything else, this money is enough for the three of you to live for a few lifetimes, live a peaceful life abroad honestly, remember my words, you can help me pass on the incense of the Zeng family, it is a great achievement." ”

Watching the woman drive away, Zeng Xinhong let out a long breath and said to himself: "One wrong step, one wrong step, I endured it all my life, and in the end I fell on a thought, and I mistakenly believed Gao Yihe, a stupid man who talks on paper, hey!" Qiu Lingzhi is dizzy. ”

Lin Shouyi flashed out of the darkness with Mo Han and Qiangzi, "I knew this was the case, why bother in the first place, Officer Zeng, Brother Haodong asked you to come over." ”

Zeng Xinhong nodded, put the pill hidden in his hand into his mouth, and said, "Help me tell him, I don't know the identity of the hijacker, those people have always been Gao Yihe's one-line contact, I have limited knowledge, and I can't help him." At this, his chest and abdomen rose and fell, and a wisp of bright red flowed from the corners of his mouth. Lin Shouyi shook his head slightly, and let out a sigh that seemed to be nothing. Behind him, Zeng Xinhong struggled to say the last sentence: "Thank you Mr. Ye for me, I can't help my relatives, thank him a lot." ”

Zeng Xinhong, who was confused for a while and made a big mistake, also died. The night of the bloody Jinghua adds a second touch of blood.

Gao Yihe's house has been empty. Ye Haodong, who arrived here in person, pounced. This person has always been inconspicuous, Ye Haodong has always focused on Gao Yifan and Gao Yifang before, but he never expected to be stabbed in the back by this idiot. A stupid person pretends to be smart and is more destructive than a smart person pretending to be stupid. It is in response to the saying that the ignorant are fearless. Ye Haodong, a wild man with great wisdom, suffered an unforgettable loss from Gao Yihe, a clever domestic man. Lin Shouyi got the news back in Baiyun that this Gao Yihe was obsessed with a female yoga instructor a few days ago, bought a house for that woman, and **** for a long time. This kind of thing is very common in the circle of wealthy families in the capital, and Lin Shouyi didn't think much about Gao Yihe after learning about it, but he still carefully arranged a brother to be responsible for monitoring here. Now, the brother who was in charge of keeping an eye on the place is gone.

Huzi led people to search for him personally, and the water and electricity room in the villa area found the unconscious brother. When he walked to the door of Gao Yihe, the brother heard the movement and took a special look. Unexpectedly, at this glance, he was discovered by the head of the head. In the blink of an eye, Toutuo disappeared from the brother's sight. By the time he found Touta again, he was already in front of him. He didn't do anything, just shouted at him, and the brother fainted. Huzi couldn't help frowning after listening to him tell what had happened. After the last competition in the ring, his martial arts have become more and more profound these days, and at the same time, he feels more and more endless. The sound beating is amazing, and the energy of the sound beating is controlled to hurt people to coma without hurting the body, such a skill, Huzi asked himself if he could do it! He thought so, so he told Ye Haodong so. Ye Haodong nodded quietly after hearing this, "Let Gangzi come over too, let's go to Gao Yifan's house to visit." ”

I couldn't sleep in the morning, and I coded a chapter. Take a big nap in the afternoon, and there is a chapter at eleven o'clock in the evening.