Wu Fan gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, scolding in his heart, scolding the little devil for being inhumane, scolding Cong Ergou for losing his conscience and dragging him into this demon cave, scolding Yan Ruofei for doing some that made the Wu family implicated and lose his head, he scolded, scolded and scolded.

Suddenly, there was a terrible scream of 'ah-', and Wu Fan was tortured by the little devil's soldering iron and fainted. His head was bowed, his face was pale, a burnt black mark was on his chest, and a foul smell wafted from the room.

A basin of cold water was poured on Wu Fan from the head, and in the dark, he breathed a sigh of relief, staring at Ichiro Tanabata who was smiling in front of him with blank eyes, and he said weakly; "Tanabata Nakasa, don't be so ruthless, I, Wu Fan, am really a good citizen loyal to the imperial army, you treat me like this, you, you will regret it."

"Hahaha, I, Ichiro Tanabata, am a Nakasa officer of the Great Japanese Empire, killing you as the deputy commander of the Imperial Allied Army is like crushing an ant to death, don't overestimate yourself, so that your life is better than death, you say quickly, how did you contact the anti-Japanese elements? As long as you say a little, mine will let you go. ”

Wu Fan has already seen that Ichiro Tanabata has no evidence of his Wu Fan banditry at all, this bastard tortures him like this, it is just a desperate test, as long as he grits his teeth and survives, then Ichiro Tanabata will have nothing to do with him.

He secretly cheered himself in his heart: "I am a Chinese man, seeing that the little devil occupies my land on the land of China, kills my relatives, dies to be a dog, and dies to resist, anyway, it is better to fight, be an iron-clad man, and fight for the Wu family and the villagers." ”

Wu Fan opened his eyes, looked at Ichiro Tanabata and said: "Tanida-kun, if you think that I am involved in the anti-bandits, please show evidence, you can't show evidence, just torture me to death like this, you are fascist in this way, where is your personality, where is your national civilization, where is your conscience?" ”

"Hahaha, you're joking, aren't you? Evidence, fascism, personality, and national civilization and conscience? Hahaha, Yaxi, if you ask me for these things, then I will tell you to understand the civilization of the soldiers of the Japanese Empire, come and pull out all his nails for me, and I will see how long he can hold out. Ichiro Tanabata shouted again with a 'haha' laugh.

At this time, a little devil was holding a pair of pliers in his hand, and the two devils grabbed Wu Fan's left hand, clamped Wu Fan's thumbnail, and used his strength fiercely, with a scream similar to a wolf's howl, which shook the cell of the entire gendarmerie.

A basin of cold water woke him up again, Wu Fan really couldn't stand the inhumane torture of the little devil, and really wanted to confess everything, in exchange for a knife or a shot to kill, and leave this cage of killing people like crushing ants early.

He raised his head slightly, looked at Ichiro Tanabata with a dying breath, and said weakly: "Tanabata Nakasa, I, I." Before he could say anything, he fell unconscious again.

He was in a coma, as if he saw his mother staring at him and asking, "Son, are you really unable to hold on?" Your mother died at the hands of the little devil, if you admit everything, then your father and the people of the Wu family will die, they were killed by you, then you, you are not a descendant of the Wu family, I don't have a spineless son like you. ”

Wu Fan just wanted to beg his mother for help, but his mother brushed her sleeves and left, ignoring him anymore, and slowly disappeared from her mother.

He wanted to shout, but when he saw that it was He Mei standing in front of him, He Mei looked at him coldly, and said resentfully: "Wu Fan, you are a man, don't do anything that I look down on, you are a coward, I will ignore you for the rest of my life." ”

'Slap', it was Wu Fan's father, he scolded angrily: "Brute, Lao Tzu will never bow to the little devil for the rest of his life, but you, an unfilial son, actually want to betray your ancestors and the closest people around you, you are not as good as a dog, from today on, you are no longer a descendant of the Wu family, go and be a dog." ”

Wu Fan blinked an eye and saw Yan Ruofei standing beside him, the boss in his mind was not angry or angry, just took his hand and said firmly: "Wu Fan, you are good, I Yan Ruofei has not handed over you in vain in my life, I believe in you, you will be able to survive the past, the little devil is just destroying your will, once you let go, the people around you will fall to the ground and bleed, you must do it, I believe you, ten million." ”

'Ah-', there was another miserable roar, Wu Fan was grabbed by the little devil's hand, and he pulled out one of his nails raw.

Wu Fan saw many people in a coma, everyone was looking at him with different eyes, some contempt, some regret, and some encouragement, but their eyes all conveyed a message, that is, to tell him to be brave and persist, don't be a dog, live with your chest high and your head high, and you won't kneel on the ground when you die.

He was woken up again from his coma by cold water, Wu Fan smiled, the smile was very sad, he looked at Ichiro Tanabata and the captain of the military police, Inoue Nakasa, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Wu Fan said with a smile: "Your Excellency Zhongzuo, I, Wu Fan, have never suffered such hardships in my life, today I am considered to have learned, don't you just want my confession?" Well, I can only tell my secret if I am alone in front of An Jin Penghu Dazuo, and if you still insist on going your own way, I will die, and I will not say a word again. ”

"Hahaha, this bastard, he has such a big mouth, and he has to explain in front of An Jin Penghu Dazuo, who do you think you are? An Jin Penghu Dazuo is busy with military affairs, how can he care about the life and death of a little person like you? Someone came and gave me a heavy sentence. Inoue smiled and grabbed Wu Fan's hair, and yelled up.

Wu Fan opened his eyes again, smiled and closed them again, let the enemy torture in every way, the pain was really unbearable, he shouted, if he could hold on, he bit his lower lip tightly and didn't say a word.

Ichiro Tanabata and Inoue really didn't dare to toss Wu Fan to death without evidence of gangsterism, and went crazy for a while, seeing that Wu Fan always closed his eyes and kept silent, he had to wave his hand and said: "Drag Wu Fan into the cell, take good care of him, you can't let him die, do you understand?" ”

Wu Fan, who was already dying, was dragged into the cell by the little devil, thrown in the corner and kicked a few more times, turned to leave, the iron door of the cell made a screeching sound of iron rubbing, closed the door and locked it, and the cell was as silent as death.

After a short time, there was a scream of severely torturing the prisoner, and the sound reached the ears, like ten thousand needles piercing the eardrums, making people tremble when they heard it.

Cong Ergou saw a beaten inhumanoid prisoner being dragged into his cell, and he secretly rejoiced in his heart: "I'm so lucky compared to this person, it seems that the imperial army is still open to me Cong Ergou, if I go out of this door, I must honor the imperial army." ”

He was curious for a moment, and slowly crawled up to the tortured inhuman-looking prisoner, stood up against the wall, and spat at the prisoner and scolded: "Bastard, you special bandit, how can you be locked up with me, a person who works for the imperial army, is there any reason for this?" ”

He scolded and kicked the prisoner, and was about to turn away, when suddenly the prisoner lying on the ground grabbed his foot and neck, and with all his strength, he pulled back violently.

Cong Ergou didn't expect that this living dead who still had a breath would have so much strength, and the legs that he didn't pay attention to for a while were pulled back, his body leaned forward with an unstable center of gravity, and he fell down with a 'snap' mouth gnawing on the ground.

This bastard was angry, kicked his legs wildly, and kicked Wu Fan's chest in several places where the soldering iron was burned, and Wu Fan, who was in pain, let go of Cong Ergou's foot and neck with an 'ah' scream.

Cong Ergou got up, slammed the dirt on his body a few times, turned around and walked to the prisoner, and pointed at Wu Fan's head, "Bang" was a kick, which kicked Wu Fan unconscious.

When Wu Fan woke up again, he was in unbearable pain, especially when he was kicked hard in the head by Cong Ergou, and he had a splitting headache, he held his head with both hands and couldn't help but snort a few times.

Cong Ergou stood up, he bullied this prisoner who was weak and full of injuries, he didn't believe that he couldn't be cured, so he walked up to Wu Fan again with a little arrogance, grabbed his hair and scolded: "Bastard, why don't you open your eyes to see who I am?" Dare to attack Lao Tzu, believe it or not? If I kill you, even the Imperial Army will praise me. ”

Wu Fan hugged his head and shouted in pain: "Cong Ergou, fuck your grandma, bastard, if you don't let go, I'll kill you." ”

"Huh? You have the courage of a leopard, and you dare to lose your temper with me, I didn't expect you to know Uncle Ben, hahaha, today Lao Tzu will ask you to see Lord Yama. ”

Cong Ergou grabbed Wu Fan's hair, and lost his humanity and pulled Wu Fan around on the ground.

Wu Fan is evil from the side of the guts, he is desperate to fight, and he will kill this traitor Cong Ergou. (To be continued.) )