Chapter 107: The Truth (01)

After comparing fingerprints, teeth and various data, Ruben's identity was finally confirmed, and several people were relieved, this time of birth and death was for this guy, and this guy also put them in a desperate situation several times, and the ghost and ghost almost fell for their tricks when they were in Brazil.

After Lin Xiao got the news, he simply told them to pry open the mouth of this bastard and see what he knew.

It didn't take long for Ruben to come to his senses after arriving at the beach, and he was tied to the fireplace with a heavy fist, which was a European-style building, with a large fireplace, and the ghost had deliberately lit the fireplace, and it was early autumn, and the weather was not very cold, and it didn't take long for Ruben to be roasted and sweaty.

"Where should we start?" Heavy punch seemed to be talking to himself, as if he was asking Reuben.

Reuben didn't speak, just sat there with his head down, enduring the burning of the fireplace.

"When do you think you will speak?" The ghost added a few more sticks of wood to the fireplace, "Are you going to bake you half-baked?" ”

"There's nothing to say, if it's in your hands, I don't want to live." Ruben said firmly.

"I didn't want you to live." The ghost sat in front of him, "It's just that death seems to be a luxury for you, you can't die so easily, and we have to discuss some issues before that." ”

"Is there a difference? Early death and late death are all deaths, all the same. Ruben sneered and said, "I know your methods, and I know what is about to happen, but don't forget, I have been here for many years, and I can be regarded as having seen some of the world, so I am no stranger to you, I know very well that you will not let me go easily, but I didn't expect this day to come so quickly." ”

"Then we'll stop wasting time." The ghost pulled a table between him and Reuben, and then left, and soon came back with a large pile of things, which were placed in a mess on the table.

Reuben gasped at a glance, it was a large pile of all kinds of tools, knives of various shapes taken out of the heavy kitchen, salt shakers, peelers, even a pot of boiling coffee, and a toolbox with hammers, scissors and screwdrivers, all sorts of things, he knew exactly what they were used for now.

"You're so boring." The worm got up and went out, she wasn't interested in watching such a scene.

"Don't get my house dirty." I got up and went upstairs with a heavy fist, and I didn't seem to be interested in this!

"Where do we start?" The ghost didn't know where to start for a moment, he poured a cup of coffee and fiddled with the tools he was fiddling with, he picked up a hammer first, "I've heard people say that using a hammer to crumble the toes of the tortured ones works well. He swung his hammer and tried it, and Reuben subconsciously shrank back.

The ghost shook his head and tossed the hammer aside: "Too violent, too direct, too bloody, not my style." ”

"Nail pulling?" The ghost squeezed the pliers in her hand repeatedly, and seemed to put it down again when she didn't think it was suitable, "It's too much of a waste of time, I can't play well and pull my fingers off, and I want to see ......" As she spoke, she picked up a kitchen knife, "It's still a pleasure to cut meat......

"You madman, perverted maniac......" Reuben finally couldn't help it, "If you come a kind, Lao Tzu is not a human being." ”

"Why bother?" The ghost shook his head, "Forget it, until I think about what means to use, we will rest and rest peacefully, I will sit for a while and rest my legs, and you can bake the fire again." ”

As he spoke, the ghost continued to add wood to the fireplace, poured a glass of liquor and poured it in, and the fire exploded, and Reuben was drenched in sweat, his skin was roasted red, and his body involuntarily writhed back and forth.

"Or use my old way." The ghost figure took out a small box, and inside was a dense pile of thin needles, each one finger long, "I guess you're not familiar with this thing!" This kind of puncture point confession has been used since ancient times, and the biggest feature is that the physical damage to the prisoner is small, but the pain level is very high, and you will feel that the whole person is torn apart little by little. ”

As he spoke, the ghost stabbed a needle into the acupoint in the back of Reuben's head: "I don't know if the foreigner's acupoint will be different; This injection will increase the sensitivity of your nerves and amplify your pain tenfold. ”

Reuben didn't seem to have any special feeling except for the stinging pain of the needle piercing the skin just now, that is, when he was wondering, he felt a sharp pain in his arm, as if someone had cut a knife on it, it was an absolute pain of skin cutting, as if the whole arm had been cut off, and the pain made him faint in front of him, but when he looked down, he found that the ghost had just cut a hole of less than two centimeters on his arm with a knife, and the muscles began to spasm, which was a manifestation of severe pain and stimulation.

"How? Feels good, right? Don't worry, it's just the beginning, we have time. The ghost watched him stick a needle into the side of his head, at first Reuben only felt a little headache, but the pain became more and more intense, as if someone was using a drill, forced into his head from the outside, the whole head had a feeling that it would crack at any time, he kept hitting the wall with the back of his head to try to relieve the severe pain, the ghost saw this and shoved a sofa cushion behind him, "That's not good, don't get this dirty, my boss doesn't want to see his house covered in brains." ”

Reuben was so painful that he couldn't speak, his head kept shaking like a convulsion, and his whole body kept trembling like chaff.

After that, the ghost applied 11 needles to his body, and in order to prevent him from biting his tongue and mutilating himself, the ghost also deliberately stuffed a piece of wood in his mouth, but this guy never said a word except for screaming, although he passed out several times and woke up, but he didn't intend to speak at all.

"That's a pretty tough guy to deal with." The ghost looked at Ruben, who had passed out, and said, "No one has survived my nine needles, and this is a special case. ”

"Give him a few more stitches, and I've heard of a guy who once had 17 stitches." Heavy punches were also quite surprised by Reuben's performance, this pampered guy was so capable that he actually ignored torture.

The ghost shook his head: "It's too risky, although it's not fatal, but there's a good chance he'll become an idiot, that's not what we want." ”

The reason for this is to avoid causing too obvious damage to Reuben, after all, he is a very valuable person, and it is unwise to blindly talk about killing or maiming without knowing what happened.