Chapter 575, Confession!

The reason why Qin Luo was willing to waste time playing this little game with them was based on the 'sense of competition' in psychology. No matter who you are, when you encounter competition, you will have a sense of crisis in your heart.

Moreover, Qin Luo deliberately set the punishment so severely. Even the two closest comrades-in-arms and brothers are worried that the other party will confess and tell the secret first.

With such psychological pressure, when the physical pain accumulates to a certain level, there will always be someone who will preemptively report to himself.

Otherwise, perhaps these people who have undergone all kinds of penal training will really not be able to speak. At that time, Qin Luo was a bamboo blue and a water was empty.

Hearing the painful cry of Scarface's face, Qin Luo knew that he finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"I want to kill you too." Qin Luo said with a smile.

This sentence is indeed Qin Luo's psychological words. Thinking of the injuries they inflicted on their grandfather, thinking of Mu Yue's life and death now, thinking of the pain and suffering they had endured, and thinking of the nightmare when their grandfather's body was lying on the ground cold, his heart was like ashes - thinking of all this, Qin Luo wanted to drag them to jump off the hundred floors, hit the big truck, pour No. 97 gasoline and self-immolation, and immediately die, hurry up and die, and don't delay to die for a second.

However, if that was the case, it would not be in line with Qin Luo's thoughts and interests.

So, instead of punishing with a needle, he chose a knife.

"If you tell me now who is directing you, I can abandon this process. And it can be demonstrated to you on your companion for free, so that you know how wise your choice is. ”

"Impossible." Scarface twitched, his body shaking like a sieve. "Dead - nor - say."

"Then I'll just have to continue." Qin Luo said indifferently, and then lowered his head and went about his own business.

Cutting open the epidermis covering the kneecap and cutting the connecting tendons - his movements were methodical and aesthetically pleasing, as if a skilled surgeon were performing an amputation on his patient.

It's just that this doctor was so careless that he forgot to inject anesthetics.

Qin Luo encountered a problem. Because the kneecaps and the bones in the thighs are tightly fastened together, like locked deadbolts - if there is no key, only a skid.

Obviously, Qin Luo didn't have a key.

So, he turned around and searched for a while.

When he saw a rusty iron rod lying quietly in the corner of the room, he immediately picked it up with joy. Then he aimed the iron rod at the kneecap-

Seeing Qin Luo's movements, Scarface's frightened body shrank back. He wished there was a hole in the ground, and he slipped into it with a 'snort', and could no longer find it.

"Don't-no-don't-"

Qin Luo adjusted the iron rod in his hand to a posture that was more suitable for the 'sled', and said, "I said, as long as you can tell me who instructed you to kidnap my grandfather, I will stop immediately, and then give you a dignified way to die." ――Of course, you can do it if you don't say it. Our game continues. To tell you the truth, I don't want you to confess so quickly, in that case, I won't be able to avenge my grandfather's revenge-"

"I don't know—I don't know—who it is -- we're all mercenary soldiers." Scarface said.

"Who hired you?" Qin Luo asked.

"Organize-weave."

"What organization?"

“―――”

"What organization are you? Who contacts your organization? Qin Luo asked.

Scarface refused to speak again.

"Whose commands do you follow? Who is your direct contact? ”

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Syllable!

The iron rod in Qin Luo's hand slammed down, a miserable scream and a crisp sound sounded at the same time, and then, the kneecap like a small bowl was knocked out by Qin Luo.

Hit the wall, and then bounced back, like a baseball, and the bounce was very good.

The scarred face fainted in pain. Where the head hangs, it's like dead.

Want to faint? No way.

Qin Luo took out a silver needle from his sleeve, and then pricked an acupuncture point at the door of his ear.

With a slam of excitement, Scarface's eyes opened again.

He glanced up at Qin Luo, and then lowered his head again.

He really ran out of energy.

I don't have the strength to raise my head, I don't have the strength to open my eyes, I don't have the strength to speak.

What a happy thing it would be to die?

"You don't have to do anything. You just need to be a witness. Qin Luo said to Scarface.

Only then did he walk up to Xiao Pingtou and say, "It's your turn." Are you ready? Will you accept a punishment that is more cruel than his, or will you choose to tell me the truth? ”

"I—" The little flat-headed expression hesitated for a moment, and then said stiffly, "I don't know anything—we know—the chief has already told you everything." -- Please, -- kill us. ”

"I see what you mean. Although it was tactful, it still refused. Qin Luo said. He crouched down in front of the little flat head and cut his pants with a knife.

Then, the cold blade slashed lightly at his knee.

Xiao Pingtou's body crumbled violently, and then shouted loudly, "-I said-I said." ”

Qin Luo stopped his movements, but did not remove the knife from his kneecap. He was afraid that the sense of urgency would disappear, and he summoned up the courage to resist again.

Qin Luo raised his face and asked, "Who is it?" ”

"Qin - vertical and horizontal. -- It's Qin Zongheng. ”

"How can you prove it?" Qin Luo asked.

"You-you said I only had to answer -- one question--

"Just talking." Qin Luo said.

If eyes could kill people, Qin Luo would have died a thousand times a long time ago.

"Tell me, how did he get in touch with you? This is really the last question. Otherwise, what I did to your companion will still be repeated to you-" Qin Luo struck Xiao Pingtou's knee with the back of his knife, making a thumping sound.

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When Qin Luo opened the iron door and walked out of the hut, his face, hands, and robes were all stained with blood.

"Did you ask that?" Xiao Li Feidao, who was waiting at the door, ran over and asked.

"Asked." Qin Luo said. "What's in the house - I'm going to have to clean it up."

"It doesn't matter. We do this a lot. When Xiao Li Feidao spoke, he pushed open the door of Qin Luo's hidden room. Then, his pupils dilated instantly, and his face showed an incredible expression.

Then, with a wry smile, he said, "I'd rather you throw two kilograms of T4 explosives into it." ”

"That's exactly what they asked for." Qin Luo said with a smile.

Bidding farewell to Xiao Li Feidao, Qin Luo and Datou left the sanatorium.

He came and went in a hurry, and he didn't have time to look at his master, the Dragon King. When such a thing happened, it was understandable for him to come to his old man's house.

"Am I being too cruel?" Qin Luo lay on the seat a little tiredly. When he abuses other people's bodies, why is he not abusing his own jīng god?

A person who is extremely healthy mentally and physically, who likes to play a killing game when nothing happens?

At least, Qin Luo didn't like it.

He was a doctor, and if he could, he would prefer to treat the good people of the world.

The big head didn't answer.

Qin Luo sighed, and when he was about to give up knowing the answer of the big head, the big head said out loud: "If it was my father who was injured, I would also kill them all." ”

"I feel at ease knowing that others have the same choices as me." Qin Luo smiled, and then he was calm.

Sometimes, untying the knot is as simple as that. All it takes is a word of approval.

When Qin Luo returned to Wen's house, Zhengqimen had already sent someone to deliver the medicine he needed.

The person who delivered the medicine was called Feng Ji, and he was the grandson of Feng He, one of the three major tastes of the righteous valve. Qin Luo once fought against him in the Fighting Doctor Competition, and he was the leader of the younger generation in the two schools.

"Brother Trouble Wind personally delivered the medicine. Really appreciated. Qin Luo said with a sincere face.

"Brother Qin, you're welcome. Everyone is their own person. Feng said with a smile. After receiving your call, the master of the valley gate was very anxious, immediately took the medicinal materials from the medicine storehouse, and then sent two drivers to accompany me into Beijing. The road has never stopped for a moment, I hope you have not been delayed to use. ”

"It's okay." Qin Luo said. "There was no mistake. It's been a hard work. I'll let someone arrange for you to stay and have a good rest. ”

"Okay. I also have the intention of following the arts. Feng said with a smile. Then let's go and rest first. ”

"Go ahead." Qin Luo patted him on the shoulder and said.

The Bodhisattva Sect's medicine has not yet been delivered, and Qin Luo has no way to decoction the medicine for Wenren Muyue. After helping her cut her pulse again, her body is better than before, which is more gratifying news. Qin Luo's mood also improved a little.

Qin Luo walked up to the old man Wen Renting and said, "Old man, I have a few words I want to say to you. ”

"What's the matter?" Wen Renting reluctantly smiled. "Qin Luo, although you came to our house to withdraw from your marriage, I have never regarded you as an outsider. If you have anything to say, you can just say it. ”

Qin Luo nodded and said, "Let's go to the old man's study to talk." ”

went downstairs and entered the old man's study, and after Wen Renting closed the door, he said, "What's the matter, I can talk about it now." ”

Qin Luo looked at Wen Renting's haggard face and boiled red eyes due to his granddaughter's Gu, and said, "Old man, the murderer is indeed Qin Zongheng. ”

(PS: The second more is delivered.) I saw that many brothers said that Qin Luo was bloody - well, how to say it, kind-hearted, pay it back tenfold. Those who are malicious will be rewarded a hundredfold. That's what a man is. At least, that's what Lao Liu thinks. Every book I write is a protagonist like this. The last book is, this book is, and the next book is still.

Good to you, you don't pay it back, it's stupid. If you don't retaliate against what is bad for you, you are also a fool. What do you think? ）