He leaned down, slowly picked up the Wang Ba box, reassembled it, pointed a gun at the spy's head, and asked, "The special high class?"

"Yaga! The warriors of the Great Japanese Empire were heroic! His Majesty the Emperor will protect me! The spy looked at Ye Xuanming without any fear in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth as he spoke, as if he was going to devour Ye Xuanming alive.

The blunt Chinese words made Ye Xuanming frown, it seemed that this Japanese was not very easy to deal with, looking at the extremely disgusting face in front of him, Ye Xuanming decided to make a trick.

"Smack!"

Throwing a slap to the spy, the cold light in his eyes was fierce, and he said in Japanese: "Next, I will ask you to answer, if you dare to deceive me, then wait for me to treat you well!"

The spy sat on the ground, staring at Ye Xuanming with his face upturned and his resentful eyes without saying a word.

"The agent of the special high class?! Name?! Ye Xuanming pulled the spies' hair and said coldly.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, the spy showed a cruel smile, not caring about the pain in his scalp, he opened his mouth angrily and cursed unscrupulously in Japanese: "Bastard, you can't die well!" The section manager and the department manager will definitely not let you go! ”

"Just that fat man, Kenji Dohihara? And that Nanzo Yunzi who likes to scratch his head and make a pose? ”

One hand lifted the spy and struck his injured wrist, and several miserable cries came out of the agent's mouth, although he was disdainful of Kenji Dohihara and Nanzo Yunzi, but his heart was already full of spirit.

After all, Shanghai Tang is currently the world of the Japanese, once the Japanese find out about his existence, they will definitely hunt him down, and he may not be afraid of a small number of people, but if he uses the tactics of crowds one day, he will die here if he can't save it.

"Bang!"

"Name!"

Throwing the spy on the ground, he continued to coldly ask for his name, the indifference in his eyes made people shudder, and his gaze swept over the agent's legs.

"Next, it's time for dinner!"

After saying this calmly, Ye Xuanming grabbed the spy's legs and smashed it with a punch.

"Click!"

"Ahh

"Yaga! Damn the China pigs! ”

The agent's eyes began to show fear, Ye Xuanming didn't raise his head, and continued to pinch the agent's leg seriously, he was looking for the main joints on the legs, according to a method of torture to extract confessions covered in the skills of the king of soldiers, the muscles and bones were wrong! This method is right on this person!

This is based on some of the fist techniques of the Chinese Guoshu sister, plus the special way of the troops. The cruelty lies in the fact that any of the prisoner's joints can be disassembled without injuring the joints themselves in the process.

The pain during the dismantling process is very bearable, and according to the physical constitution and other factors of the offender, it is very cautious when performing the wrong hand.

At this moment, Ye Xuanming exerted, without any scruples, dismantling the spies' legs lightly, he kept screaming, making him feel pain, he held his legs, and his whole body kept twitching.

"Yaga! Kill me! Kill me! ”

Because it was the first time to use the wrong hand, Ye Xuanming was not handy, he explored little by little, and was familiar with it. During this period, because of the technique, the spy passed out in a painful coma, and then was awakened from the coma by pain.

After repeating it more than a dozen times, Ye Xuanming stopped his movements and gave the spy a little time to rest, otherwise if it continued like this for a long time, the speed of the agent's death would be accelerated, and now he couldn't die.

"Can you say it now?" Ye Xuanming's cold and ruthless ears rang, and the spy shrank his head in shock, his lips trembled, and his eyes were scattered.

The spy was covered with cold sweat on his forehead, and his clothes were already soaked, he swallowed his saliva unwillingly, stared at Ye Xuanming viciously, and said, "My name is Ito Zuojian!" I am a member of the first special service team of the special high class! ”

Seeing Ito Zuojian speak, Ye Xuanming smiled playfully and said lightly: "Go on, you Japanese have a lot of fancy intestines in Shanghai!" Remember not to lie to me! ”

"Less nonsense! China pig! Give labor and management a good time! Ito Zuojian laughed a few times, unwilling to reveal any information about Shanghai to Ye Xuanming.

"I let you can't live, you can't die!" Ye Xuanming said calmly. He stretched out his right hand and began to grope around Ito Zuojian's body, and Ito Zuojian, who had no resistance, was soon controlled by Ye Xuanming again.

"Next, I will let you see a kind of torture in ancient times for us Chinese! Ling Chi! As he spoke, Ye Xuanming found a dagger out of nowhere.

Ignoring Ito Saken's frightened expression, he continued: "Ling Chi is executed! In ancient China, people who had committed serious crimes were dealt with, and you Japanese came to our China to burn, kill, loot, and treat you with Ling Chi, which was more than enough. ”

"Remember Ling Chi's method, wait a minute, I'm going to cut your skin slowly, don't worry, when I cut, I won't hurt or touch your flesh! You could have to endure more than a thousand cuts! Like me, the technique is almost good, and there are still hundreds of knives! ”

"Devil, you are the devil, Amaterasu will definitely punish you!" Sato Zuojian's last psychological defense line was successfully broken by Ye Xuanming, he was really afraid that Ye Xuanming would make him unable to survive and die!

"Next, will you tell me honestly, what I want to know?" Ye Xuanming asked softly and coldly.

"Definitely, definitely!"

Sato Zuojian's head is like a chicken eating rice, he keeps ordering, he is afraid of Ye Xuanming's methods, he is not afraid of death in his bones, but he is afraid of the torture that life is worse than death, so he chose to compromise.

"Tell me where Xu He lives!"

"Shanghai French Concession, No. 456!"

"Name Li Tongqin's residence!"

"Shanghai French Concession, No. 648!"

……………………

Ye Xuanming asked dozens of names in a row, and Ito Zuojian answered them one by one, all of whom were the objects of special protection ordered by the Japanese Shanghai Command, among them, there were Chinese businessmen who had great value for the use of Japan, there were also big traitors who had betrayed the Chinese, and even the Japanese themselves high-ranking officials.

Ito Zuojian was still holding on to luck at the beginning, hoping to provide false information to the enemy, but how could Ye Xuanming, who was familiar with the historical events of the Anti-Japanese War, not know the truth of the information? !

Whenever Sato Zuojian answered a question incorrectly, Ye Xuanming began a cruel and ruthless disassembly of his wrist, and the painful Sato Zuojian bared his teeth, while Ye Xuanming, on the other hand, had a calm face.

PS: The state of the past few days is not good, the content in the article is relatively watery, and the scholars are still in the process of making adjustments!

The scholar has always remembered the matter of making up, but he has been busy these days, and he will hurry up to make up for it when he is free!

At the same time, there is another big thing to say, there are elders in the family who have passed away! On the eighth day of junior high school, scholars may have to go to Dai Xiao!