Yan Murong's words were not untargeted, he wanted to torture a person, there were at least a hundred ways.

He is not a policeman, but the police from the Drug Enforcement Administration let him in, and a fool can understand that this is the Drug Enforcement Administration's acquiescence to his approach.

"I'm not very demanding." Yan Murong looked at the drug dealer and said. "As long as you say a word, you can return Dr. Zhong's innocence."

"I don't have much to say." Finally, the drug dealer spoke, his voice a little weak and hoarse, with a thick Hong Kong accent in his ordinary.

"Are you really non-violent and non-cooperative?" Yan Murong sneered, a silver needle appeared between his fingers, five fingers rotated flexibly, and the slender silver needle seemed to be stuck to his hand, no matter how it rotated, it was firmly stuck between his fingers.

"Do you know how many dead holes there are in a person's body?" Yan Murong played with the silver needle in his hand, looked at the drug dealer and said. "I'll tell you directly. The human body has a total of 52 single acupoints, 300 double acupoints, and 50 extra-meridian acupoints -- of which, there are 108 vital acupoints, and of course, 36 of them are fatal acupuncture points -- are you from Hong Kong? Uncle Jin must have read the martial arts novels, these thirty-six deadly acupuncture points are the dead points mentioned in the novel. ”

"I'm a Chinese medicine practitioner, a very powerful Chinese medicine practitioner." Yan Murong said with a smug face. "I can promise that you will not die by piercing each of your thirty-six death holes with silver needles, but suffering is certain, how about it? Want to try it? ”

"I really want to try." The drug dealer stuck out his tongue and lifted Tian's pale and chapped lips, and his eyes showed no fear at all.

"Are you sure you want to try?" Yan Murong still smiled as usual and said. "Okay, I haven't been to school much, maybe my expression is not accurate enough - maybe you want to pretend to be a tough guy, but I can tell you very responsibly, what chili water tiger chair and bamboo sticks and the like are weak, and the ten tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty are not as good as my silver needle, how about it, do you still want to try?"

Psychology is a common method used by the police when interrogating suspects, first finding out where you are most vulnerable, and then hinting at them, so as to cause the other party to have a nervous breakdown. This tactic has been tried and tested. Yan Murong is like this now, but what disappoints him is that this guy seems to really want to resist to the end.

"Looks like you don't believe it." Yan Murong said with a smile. Walked up to him, stretched out a finger, pressed it an inch below his navel, and said. "This place is called the Qi Sea Cave, and it is one of the major death points in the human body, but don't worry, I won't let you die - the Qi Sea Cave also has a function, which is to make you lose your power, but your consciousness is still there."

As he spoke, the silver needle in Yan Murong's hand pierced down.

"How does it feel?" Yan Murong asked with a smile.

The drug dealer had no expression on his face, but he was surprised in his heart.

The man who always had a smile on his face didn't lie to him, his body really couldn't move, starting from his fingers, the whole body was like a machine that had lost power and struck.

"If my needle pierces an inch deeper, you'll die of blood stasis." Yan Murong said with a smile. "But I said, I can't let you die - come, give you another chance, go and talk to the police outside, it's not about Dr. Chung."

"Hmph, you'll kill me if you kind." The drug dealer said coldly, the only head that could still move twisted to the side, trying not to look at Yan Murong's eyes that were always smiling. Although he was laughing, he was smiling with a sharp boning knife, which made people feel cold at the bottom of their hearts.

"Why should I kill you?" Yan Murong rubbed his hands, and once again there was an extra silver needle in his hand, and his fingers slashed through the third rib on his chest, and said. "Do you know the Window Cave? Here it is. Its function is to stop your heart from supplying blood - but that's all the old calendar, old man, oh, my master accidentally discovered that this acupuncture point can not only stop the heart from supplying blood, but also speed up the blood supply to the heart, do you know what the consequences of speeding up the blood supply to the heart are? It's that your veins can't withstand the excess of blood, and then suddenly explode like a balloon - don't worry, you can't die, I'll avoid letting the blood flow to the arteries. ”

"Don't—"

Finally, the drug dealer shouted loudly with a flash of fear in his eyes.

If he could still keep his face unchanged just now, but after Yan Murong finished the first stitch, he knew how terrifying the smiling young man in front of him was.

"It's okay, it's fun." Yan Murong said with a smile. "Well, maybe you weren't used to it the first time, but I promise you'll feel good when you see your blood penetrate through your skin without any wounds."

"Don't-please-"

"If you say don't want it, don't want it? Haven't I been busy for half a day? Yan Murong also ignored his pleas for mercy, and the silver needle quickly pierced down.

"Uhhh

The drug dealer let out a muffled snort, and then he felt his heart beat faster, and the blood vessels in his arms began to be clearly visible, and he could even clearly feel the blood flowing through the blood vessels.

"Look at it." Yan Murong said with a smile. "Here's the moment to witness the miracle."

As soon as the words fell, I clearly saw that the blood vessels on the drug dealer's body suddenly thickened, like purple earthworms climbing on his body, and then, bright red blood began to ooze from the pores, one drop, two drops - a minute later, the drug dealer's whole person was like a fish out of red paint, his whole body was covered with blood, and the whole person became a bloody person. If this scene is seen, the timid will definitely be frightened and faint.

Yan Murong leaned on the table for a long time, looked at the drug dealer and said. "The human body has about 5,000 milliliters of blood, and unlike women, women have to lose half of their blood to die, while men only need one-third to lose blood and die - but you can rest assured, with the current flow method, it takes two days to lose a third of the blood."

"I said, I said, all of them, stop, stop." The drug dealer finally couldn't stand the scene in front of him, and roared hoarsely.

There are often bloody scenes in some foreign horror movies, but it's one thing to look at others, and when you encounter it, it's definitely not as easy as it seems, at least you can't bear this state in your heart.

"Not stubborn?" Yan Murong asked with a smile.

"I say, I'll say everything, please don't torture me anymore." The drug dealer said pleadingly. Although there is no pain or itching on his body, if this continues, he will definitely collapse. He would rather be beaten than see blood constantly oozing from under his skin.

"I knew you were going to say it." Yan Murong walked over, pulled out two silver needles from him, and without saying anything, pressed the button at the door.