When a basin of cold water splashed Yun Tian up again, Yun Tian raised his head hard.

At this time, he was simply like a bloody man, and his skin was full of flesh, and he was drenched in blood.

As he woke up, the pain once again made his eyes blood-red, and the flesh and blood in his back were blurred, and the stinging pain was still obvious.

"Come on, your grandfather's back is so itchy, give me a few more hits."

However, Yun Tian still clenched his teeth and looked directly at the guy in front of him, the wound behind him was like a stab, but he still couldn't beg for mercy.

"Boy, yes, then I'll pull out your fingernails and toenails to see how long you can last."

This whip, these guys are also sweating profusely, and this guy's bones are not ordinarily hard.

"****, you remember to Lao Tzu, I will definitely break your neck with my own hands."

Watching the other party walking towards him with the tool that specially removed his fingernails, the murderous aura shot from Yun Tian's eyes made people feel a chill in their hearts.

But these guys are all ruthless people, and torture to extract confessions is their daily routine, so they don't care about Yun Tian's terrifying eyes at all.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, the pain of the fingernails being pulled out is indescribable, but Yun Tian has already made up his mind that he will not open his mouth when he dies.

"Okay, Lao Tzu's neck is here, you can twist it!"

The strong man walked over with a sneer, and he didn't forget to sneer and say without fear of Yuntian's gaze.

Moved a chair, stepped on it and came to the position of Yun Tian's hands, although Yun Tian wanted to struggle, but the strong iron chains and handcuffs made him unable to move.

He tried his best to break Yuntian's fingers, and the strong man's pliers even buckled Yuntian's nails, as long as he pulled hard, Yuntian's nails would fall off.

The pain was soul-shattering.

"Stop!"

Just then, the door was pushed open again, and the magician walked in with a sneer behind his back.

"Report, this kid still refuses to confess, I'm going to pull out his nails now to see if he can't confess."

Unexpectedly, the magician went and returned, and the guy who was the leader immediately said to the magician.

"No need, your method is too outdated, but don't forget jì, this guy is a special soldier, how can these pains make him succumb?"

The magician smiled and shook his head, this nail pulling thing is a nightmare for ordinary people, but for special forces, I'm afraid it's not enough to pry his mouth open.

Nail removal is probably the best way to confess here, otherwise the next step is to chop off his fingers and toes one by one.

Although this pain is more severe than a fingernail, it can easily lead to death, so until the end, they don't want to use this trick.

"What then?"

The guy in charge of the torture asked suspiciously, this is their most ruthless method, I'm afraid they can't be more ruthless.

"Use this, inject him in, it hurts ten times more than pulling out his nails."

The magician sneered, took out a few vials from his bosom and placed them on the table.

These vials are the size of a thumb, and they contain transparent potions, each measuring only 1cc, and there are now ten small bottles on the table.

"What is this?"

The strong man of torture took the small bottle with a puzzled expression, what is the effect of this potion, will it make him speak.

"This is a potion for foreign interrogation agents, and once he is injected, he knows what it means to really hurt."

The magician said that his face was pleasant, but this potion was definitely not simple, otherwise he would not have taken it out to deal with Yuntian.

Sulfide pentosana, a neuro-inflammatory drug, was researched by foreign secret services.

This potion is used to torture confessions, and when the drug is injected into the body, the peripheral nerves throughout the body feel extremely painful.

The peripheral nerves are so developed that they spread almost all over the body, and once they start to have severe pain, they are definitely going to live or die.

"Understood! Got it! ”

These people had never seen such a high-grade product, and they nodded hurriedly, took the potion, took out the syringe and walked to Yuntian's side.

"Magician, do you think it's useful, even if I die, I will never let you succeed."

Looking at the syringe, of course Yun Tian also knew this terrifying thing, he gritted his teeth and glared at the magician viciously.

"Don't worry, I won't let you die, but I will make your life miserable, and I beg you to let you die."

The magician still looked proud, and his words were even more relaxed, and he directly pulled over the chair and sat down, without shaking the wine glass in his hand.

In his eyes, the scene in front of him was not a bloody torture, but more like an art.

As the injection was pushed into Yun Tian's veins, only a few seconds later, Yun Tian suddenly stopped speaking.

As the blood flowed, every piece of skin ached, every muscle contracted, and it didn't take long for the sensation to spread throughout the body.

Cold sweat continued to remain, Yun Tian's face was blood-red, if the whipping just now was just the appearance of his back, then now this pain is simply from the soul.

Biting his mouth tightly, Yun Tian's eyes widened, but he didn't say a word, and insisted with his strong will.

"Not bad, 2cc is no problem, double it!"

Looking at Yuntian's appearance, it was obvious that he was still holding on, and the magician smiled slightly and waved his hand.

The big man once again took out two bottles of sulfide pentatusana and pushed them directly into Yuntian's veins.

And Yun Tian, who was clenching his teeth just now, was constantly twisting his body at this time, and the muscles up and down his body seemed to be shattered at this time.

That inch of skin was on fire, the terrible pain made his face pale, beads of sweat kept falling, and his eyes were blood-red.

But the mouth was still closed, and a pair of eyes looked at the magician fiercely.

This 4cc dosage, if it were ordinary, I am afraid that it would have hurt to death, but now, Yun Tian is silent, and his heavy breathing makes his whole person like a rampaging bull.

Time passed minute by minute, but for Yun Tian, it was as if the time had stopped, and the severe pain made him unable to coma at all, pulling at the pain of his soul, tearing his heart out.

"Add another 2cc."

Sure enough, after special training, the tolerance for pain was really strong enough, and the magician waved his hand again, and the amount of medicine continued to double.

"Ah......h

Finally, as the 6cc vulcanized pentosana agent was injected into his body, Yun Tian, who was clenching his teeth, could no longer hold back his screams.

The heart-rending screams were horrible, every inch of skin was torn from top to bottom, every muscle was chewed up, and every bone was crumbled into ashes.

This is the pain that Yun Tian feels now, and under the continuous screams of the whole person, his soul begins to shake as if he wants to escape from this body.

Several other people also felt numb in their backs at this time, and after playing for so long, Yun Tian had never complained of pain.

But now, he screamed like a pig, and the terrifying potion was really powerful.

"Tell me, who is the Daredevil? Where is Li Qingyang? Speak up, speak up and I'll help you get out of the sea of suffering. ”

Looking at Yun Tian's wail of pain, the magician sneered, the dosage of 6cc has exceeded the limit of a person's pain level, and in this state, a person will enter a state of madness.

Now there is less and less consciousness of survival, and the thought of bent on death will occupy the minds of most people, after all, death is a relief, and it can also get rid of the pain of the present.

"The night demon is your grandfather, Li Qingyangri = you = mom! Hahahaha......"

Suddenly, Yun Tian stopped screaming, this roar made the magician stunned, this guy could still laugh.

"Good boy, you're really good, add more!"

The magician really didn't expect that Yun Tian's consciousness was still so clear now, and he gritted his teeth, he didn't believe in this evil.

So a few strong men behind him walked up again, pressed Yun Tian's constantly shaking body with their hands and feet, and looked for a while before they pierced the injection into Yun Tian's veins.

The 8cc sulfide pentosana agent burst open in Yuntian's body like a nuclear bomb.

The feeling that every inch of skin seemed to be peeled off alive made Yuntian's screams even more desolate, but the pain of peeling off the skin was only a small part.

Whether it was muscles, bones, or joints, Yun Tian felt that his entire soul began to roll.

Blood continued to seep out of his pores, like a cloud from a pool of blood, with blood in his sweat.

The desolate screams became smaller and smaller, and Yun Tian's physical strength also decreased very quickly, and the amount of 8cc made his whole person begin to become chaotic.

The screams were more like those of the fire-scorched souls in the Nine Hells.

"Say, who is the Daredevil? Where is Li Qingyang? ”

The squinting magician saw someone injected with 8cc vulcanized pentosana for the first time.

This measurement is enough to make people hurt to death, and Yun Tian is now gradually angry, and his body is too consumed, I am afraid that his brain will begin to become blurry.

Yun Tian lowered his head, his body was still twitching, and the whole person seemed to be whispering something slightly, but the magician couldn't hear it clearly.

So he hurriedly stood up and walked in front of Yun Tian, this guy covered in blood, I'm afraid he has confessed.

"The night demon is your ancestor, Li Qingyang is in the sun! You! Mother! ”

Like a mosquito-like voice, Yun Tian still muttered this sentence over and over again.

Obviously, his brain has begun to disobey now, and his body has no intuition, but this sentence is constantly being recited.

This is a kind of self-conscious hypnosis, in order to prevent the enemy from asking his own tone when he is confused, so Yun Tian forces himself to memorize it over and over again.

So now, there was only one sentence left in his mouth, and it was still repeating it mechanically.

"This guy has really hard bones, do you want to add more?"

Seeing that there were still two bottles of potion left on the table, the torturer immediately asked.

"No, I'm afraid his head will be broken if he continues, and when the time comes, it's in vain, lock him up."

The magician shook his head, the side effects of this potion were very strong, and he would become a fool if he injected it.

"Where is it?"

Several people nodded hurriedly, and put Yun Tian down with all hands and feet, but Yun Tian, who was covered in blood, did not react except for convulsions.

"Locked up with those guys, and if you can't pry his mouth open, use his comrades."

The magician sneered, no matter what, he had to pry open Yuntian's mouth and find out the identity of the night demon.