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"Still won't say?" Yang Xiaoqian counted the time, two hours had passed since he caught this missionary of the Evolution God Sect, and the other party refused to say a word.

Wang Hai shook his head helplessly, he didn't sympathize with the poor creature who was tortured, this beast deserved it. Wang Hai really can't imagine how evil a person must be to trick an innocent neighbor out of his house and take him to a slaughterhouse without any psychological burden.

"I really think of myself as a martyr." Yang Xiaoqian lost his patience, "You all go out, leave it to me." ”

Yang Xiaoqian never talks about humanitarianism to sinners, he didn't do it before but he didn't want to dirty his hands, but now he has lost patience and has to do a unique job himself, although Wang Hai is from the special forces, but his torture skills are obviously insufficient, how can he make a fanatic believer collapse with just simple physical torture?

As the others left the room, the man on the stool, barely opening his eyes, vaguely saw a demon.

"I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it." Yang Xiaoqian's voice was a little fluctuating, and then the handcuffs on the man's wrist were unlocked with a key.

The small key was forced into the man's mouth, followed by a large bowl of water that slid down his throat and down his esophagus and into his stomach.

The man was still puzzled, Yang Xiaoqian had already lifted him, and with the assistance of the rune bracelet, it was not difficult to lift a thin man of more than 100 pounds.

"I drowned as a kid and almost didn't get back, and since then I've had a shadow on swimming because it's so scary, it's horrible. What about you, have you ever choked? Yang Xiaoqian stared at the man's confused look and smiled, "It seems that there is no, it doesn't matter, everything has a first time." ”

Yang Xiaoqian threw him to the ground, kicked away the chair, cut his hands behind his back and handcuffed him, and then wrapped several plastic bottoms around the man's head layer by layer, sealing the gaps with duct tape to prevent him from breathing.

"I know you can hear me, maybe you can't hear me clearly, but it's okay, I won't talk about anything very important anyway, I just want to tell you that your Lord of Evolution will not come to save you, you can repent of your sins in the midst of boundless suffering." After speaking, Yang Xiaoqian turned around and walked to the door, opened the door, and then closed the door again, pretending that he had left the room, and then stood in place and began to read the timer.

The torture methods that Yang Xiaoqian now uses were learned from books and were brutally tortured by the secret police.

The secret police, who persecuted the martyrs and innocent people, would handcuff the interrogator's hands, force him to swallow the key, put tape over his mouth, put a sealed bag over his head, and then let the victim slowly suffocate to death in silence.

Sometimes, of course, the bag of air and life is torn open at the last second, giving the victim a chance to reveal his secrets. But if the victim would rather die than surrender, he will feel his life fade away in a desperate suffocation, and in the process he will always know that the key to his freedom is in his belly, and that he will not have to be tortured again if he is willing to vomit out the contents of his stomach.

This trick is vulgar, but it is very effective, and not many people can persist in dying under the double torture of physical and mental, the horror and oppression between life and death.

A minute passed, and the man's legs began to shake.

Two minutes passed, and the man's whole body was convulsing violently, swinging violently, trying to break free of the handcuffs and tear open the plastic bag on his head. In order to prevent the friction between his head and the floor from tearing the plastic bag into the air, Yang Xiaoqian simply let the black ghost lift him into the air, and the feeling of weakness that he couldn't touch the earth in the air made him struggle desperately.

With his movements, oxygen was consumed in large quantities, and soon he was motionless and his limbs drooped. Occasional mild convulsions make it impossible to determine if he is still alive.

"Two and a half minutes, almost." Yang Xiaoqian put down his watch, and the black ghost immediately tore open the layers of wrapped plastic bags.

The victim seemed to be dead, still motionless, and it took a second or two before he suddenly opened his eyes as if he had been resuscitated by an electric shock, and gulped greedily for air.

"I say, I say!"

Before Yang Xiaoqian could speak again, he had already collapsed, and he couldn't wait to take out all the things in his stomach and offer them with both hands.

Twenty minutes later.

"You're not human, you're a demon in human skin." After being tortured repeatedly and being tricked out of all the information, he glared at Yang Xiaoqian viciously and cursed, "You will go to hell!" Kill me, kill me, I'll be waiting for you below! ”

"Oh." Yang Xiaoqian walked out of the door, wiped his hands with a tissue, and casually greeted the few people waiting outside the house, and finally said to Fang Yu: "Fang Yu, deal with him." ”

Fang Yugang got up to greet him, and when he heard this, his body froze, his face was embarrassed, and he asked, "What do you mean?" ”

"Killed. Isn't it possible to let him go to report the news? Yang Xiaoqian replied casually, the priceless life in the past seemed to be becoming less and less valuable, and even Wang Hai did not object.

"I'm ......" Fang Yu's face turned bitter, "He has no ability to resist, why do you want to kill him?" ”

"Because he deserves to die, because we don't have the energy to take care of the captives, and who knows if he will come up with some way to ventilate the news? It's good that you're happy to save people, but it's also important to prioritize saving such a person, and it's likely that more people will be killed. On the other hand, if you had killed this person earlier, perhaps the innocent victims of the Evolution Cult would not have died. Yang Xiaoqian slowly folded the paper towel into small squares and threw it towards the trash can, "Also, this is an order, of course you can not follow it." Today I want you to kill the person who should be killed, you have doubts, maybe tomorrow you beg me to save the person who should be saved, and I will return your problem to you. ”

"It's rubbish, it's a waste." Yu Qian, who watched the show, sneered in his heart, this point is still worthy of Yang Xiaoqian's appreciation, killing decisively when necessary is a necessary skill to survive in troubled times, Yang Xiaoqian has obviously mastered this skill, and now he is trying to let Fang Yu learn it too.

This situation reminded Yu Qian of the scene when he forced Yang Xiaoqian to kill people in the tunnel of Sanguansu.

"You understand my painstaking efforts." Yu Qian nodded at Yang Xiaoqian, with an old-fashioned tone. There is a feeling that the master sees the disciples passing on the skills they have learned to the disciples after they have completed their studies.

Yang Xiaoqian vaguely threw out a foolish look, Yu Qian didn't understand, Yang Xiaoqian didn't say much, with a move of his hand, the black ghost lifted Fang Yu up, threw it into the room, and closed the door.

"Make a bet, huh?" Yang Xiaoqian raised his wrist and began to timer, "Bet on how long it will take him to make a move?" ”

"Three minutes." As soon as the words came out, Wang Hai regretted a little, how did he fall to the extent of betting on such a thing.

Yu Qian pursed his lips and said contemptuously: "I don't think he can do it at all." ”

"Well, then I'll bet on him for five minutes, the odds are not more serious, just say a bet, such as ......" Before Yang Xiaoqian could give an example, Fang Yu had already opened the door and walked out, and the knuckles of the palm holding the doorknob were white.

Through the door frame, Yang Xiaoqian could see a charred corpse in the room smoking.

"It's a talent." Yu Qian did not feel the slightest displeasure at being slapped in the face, but smiled and expressed his appreciation for Fang Yu.

"It's neat and nice." Yang Xiaoqian also nodded, "Rest and rest, you have done the right thing, like this, you can save more people's lives." ”

Fang Yu squatted on the floor like a prostration, not saying a word.