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"Cooperation? How to cooperate? Tianxiang was a little strange: "That guy has been beaten so much that he almost doesn't even know himself." The heart must also be filled with hatred for us. How could he possibly cooperate with us? ”

"Let him work with us to turn on Computer One." Qin Guang said seriously: "Don't forget, he is a healthy and complete "pathfinder". As long as it recognizes your leadership and is recognized by the computer, you will be able to take control of the computer. In this way, the whole game will naturally come alive. "The problem is that he simply doesn't want to do that. Hearing this, Tianxiang couldn't help shaking his head: "Is it possible to take something out of his mouth by torture to make him admit my identity?" Stop dreaming, do this, there will be no results. ”

"I understand what you're saying." Qin Guang smiled: "But why don't you turn a corner in your head?" If he doesn't admit it, won't you force him to admit it? If he doesn't want to, won't you force him to be willing? Threat, oppression, bullying, what are these words used for? It's used to deal with those who are horizontal and weak. Hehe! It may sound inhumane, but it's a very useful method. "You mean......" Tianxiang began to understand what he meant.

"Hit!" Qin Guang gritted his teeth viciously: "Beat him until he is willing, beat him until he accepts our conditions, and beat him until he doesn't dare to say half a word "no" to us again." Dadao completely gave up his original illusions, and honestly was an ordinary clansman who kept to himself under our noses. We are fully capable and qualified to do so. To know. The current Chen Zhiwen is simply meat on the board, and we have the final say on how to cut it. No matter how hard he is, he will never be as hard as a knife. "I don't know why, Tianxiang only felt a chill behind ......his back......

The prison in Dragon City is still so cold and damp. A gust of wind blowing through the air. The sharp whistle in the iron grating with a large gap added a bit of fear to this already very cold and sad place. In the words of the dragon civilians, just seeing the two cold steel gates of the prison from a distance already made me shudder. If you go into a place where it is said that only the dead can come out, I am afraid that no normal human nerve can withstand the tension and torture in it. In this way, the prison occupies a place in the hearts of the dragons. has become the most feared existence comparable to insect beasts. The cell where Chen Zhiwen is held is located on the B/9 floor of the basement of the prison. This is also the deepest part of this structure full of death and gore.

If there is nothing too important in normal times, Tianxiang will not come here easily. As for Qin Guang, it was almost impossible to set foot here. In fact, if it weren't for Tianxiang dragging him hard, I'm afraid he wouldn't have come to this boring and terrible ghost place if he was killed. Torture instruments are special objects invented by ancient humans in order to obtain necessary information from their own kind and other creatures. Although these things may seem rather glaring and extremely uncomfortable, it is undeniable that in many cases they can be far more effective than persuasion. Especially when it is used to deal with those opponents who resolutely do not speak, it gives them the ability to use their talents, and although the vast space is located in the deepest part of the ground, the interrogation room does not feel cold and dark at all. Several large steel tanks burning with blazing fire stood around the room. Desperately squeezing more combustible material out of the clumps of blackened coal. Let yourself expand and fly as much as possible in a confined space. Releases more blazing and dazzling light.

Two thick steel pipes were erected in the center of the interrogation room. Iron chains were pulled up from the ground and fell through the roof to the cold ground. Under the winding of several hinges, it looks like there is a bit of a special feeling. On a shelf made of steel pipes, a man covered in blood was tied with rough bark ropes. Stretch your hands to the left and right. The wrist was clasped by an iron chain. So that the whole body can only be raised as high as possible, so as to use this way, slightly reduce the burden on the body. From the crack in the cell, it looks like a humanoid cross carved with deliberately twisted limbs.

If it weren't for the special guidance of the jailer, Tianxiang and Qin Guang would almost never have recognized it, this one was hanging from an iron chain. The pitiful, like a dying leper dog, is the handsome and upright "pathfinder" - Chen Zhiwen. Whips made of tough and fairly strong beech bark were necessary for prison guards in addition to firearms. This thing is not so much a tool for controlling prisoners as it is a torture instrument specially designed for whipping. The beech tree, an upright tree that has evolved from ancient trees to the present day. Its woody part is especially soft compared to other trees. Even if it is completely dry, a slight pinch with your hand can leave a deep mark. As a result, it is no longer of much use other than as firewood and fuel. Such trees, in general, tend not to be noticed by hunters who pay attention to practicality, but since the Dragon City Prison was still being planned and construction has not yet begun, this ordinary cork has begun to fall into the eyes of a group of dragon surveyors, and the part they pay attention to is only the layer of hard skin that covers the exterior of the tree. Soft, hard and tough. Especially after soaking it in oil to dry, it can achieve the perfect state of waterproof and durable. In addition, the outer layer of the bark itself has dense and tiny protrusions, which further elevates its position in the minds of users. This is because these protrusions grow in reverse. Whipping vigorously on a naked human body without any covering, it doesn't take much effort at all, and you can whip blood on the spot and get down to the bone.

Among the punishments of the dragons, there is a whipping that is specifically used against the wrongdoer. But it's usually only three to five lashes. After all, this beech bark whip is just too powerful. Often a whip can beat people to death on the spot. Now Chen Zhiwen. At least twenty of these horrific scars from beech bark whips can be seen. They are deep and long. It looks as if cracks in the grooves suddenly appear on the human body. Soaked in the blood that seeped through the flesh and bones, he grinned at his long, hideous mouth, desperately spitting out a trace of flesh that had been completely chewed. Beating, probably the most frequently used means of violence in the course of human evolution. Of course, the strength of the fight is not easy to grasp. If you beat lightly, you can't get the effect you deserve, and you can't give the other party a lesson. If you hit hard, it is easy for the target to die directly. Come, nothing can be gained. The prison guard, Tianxiang, knew that these professional soldiers who had retired from the army were far more cruel than ordinary people in terms of physical strength and temperament, so although the beech bark whip was issued as a necessary equipment. However, in the express regulations of the Ministry of Justice, there are still strict restrictions on its use. According to those who make and hold the law, the best way to extract a confession from a prisoner is to make the other person feel as painful as possible, but not to endanger his life at all...... In this way, the various torture instruments that have long been lost in the passage of time have once again been carefully searched by hunters from the books for their production methods. With incomparable imagination and hands-on ability, in the end, they were resurrected one by one. Reappear in front of the world. And,In terms of functionality,It's far more than that.。。

The slender wooden skewers, carefully hammered in with small hammers from the tips of the fingers, had long since turned black from the blood gushing from the wounds. As for the nails, they have long since fallen off the ground, and they have become the best food hidden in the corner. From a distance, it looks as if the fingers have suddenly grown a lot longer, and the shape is more erect than before. After passing through the wire from the muscle layer on the surface of the prisoner's body and stretching it vigorously. Separate the flesh part from the body. Under the action of apparent tension, it is bent into a "V" shape from all angles. The wires that pull them are firmly attached to the walls around them, and if torture is required, a slight flick of them can cause a violent reaction that has not yet been completely detached from the control of the nerves. In this regard. The prisoners can only endure desperately. They know that struggling can only bring them more terrible and great pain. The hands and the body are suffering, and the feet are naturally not easily forgotten. The forefoot of the two forefeet, which were stretched up and had only the toes in contact with the ground, were replaced by two fist-sized round steel balls. This is certainly not done for the sake of the tortured prisoners. Rather, it is to keep him awake at all times. After all, it's not a pleasant feeling to have your hands and your whole body hanged high. Prolonged stretching can also cause great fatigue to the muscles. Coupled with the fact that the surface of the body is tightly crossed by the surrounding wires, if the body is no longer balanced and stable, then the pain is not obvious at all. So, for such "preferential treatment". It's really necessary. However, doing so is already one of the many cruel punishments. The steel balls are round and the ground is hard. If you want to be stable and balance on the ball, you have to play 12 points of spirit. It is not uncommon for prisoners who have been imprisoned for a long time to faint and faint due to severe pain. In addition, only the pointe part can barely reach the steel ball. Therefore, the hardships and fatigue are simply beyond the imagination of those who have not experienced the same experience. In order to avoid the pain caused by the tearing of the flesh by the wire, the tortured person can only carefully and desperately maintain his balance. In this way, I can make myself more or less comfortable. However, they soon find out in despair that this is another kind of torture that puts a greater burden on the body. What Chen Zhiwen is currently suffering is really these terrible punishments that make people want to die, but they can't break free from it. Although it is not fatal, it has something that makes people want to die when they look at it, and in this world, I am afraid, only human beings can invent it. Maybe they didn't pay attention, or maybe they saw it but didn't pay attention to it at all. In short, from the moment Tianxiang and Qin Guang walked into the interrogation room, Chen Zhiwen did not say a word to them. He was just carefully stepping on the two cute and hateful big steel balls under his feet. Control your broken body and try not to shake it from side to side. In order to be able to bring yourself a trace of comfort that can transcend pain in the most comfortable situation. However, for many days there was no rest in the trial. It also brings a huge feeling of fatigue to his body. He seemed to be desperate for a good night's sleep. Heavy eyelids and dry, dull eyes are the best proof of this. However, it is possible to escape a steel ball from the sole of his foot at any time, and it is obviously impossible to give him such preferential treatment. As soon as their toes slackened, they would immediately roll away from their present control and roll far away into the corner of the room. Make him lose forever this "enjoyment" that must be achieved with a lot of effort. Chen Zhiwen has already tried the taste of falling off the steel ball. He can't forget what happened to him the day before yesterday. Just because I took a little nap, the soles of my feet were no longer stable. Under the effect of the skewed center of gravity, the two spheres immediately rolled out from under their feet, and suddenly, under the irresistible gravity, the hanging body fell straight from the hanging wire and chain, and hit the ground fiercely. Hundreds of thin wires, unable to stretch and contract, ruthlessly pulled away the end that was tightly clasped to his flesh. In the case of being completely at the initiative of the other party, the penetrating skin and flesh are torn apart in an instant. Indifferently watched him suddenly droop nearly ten centimeters from his original position, from a poor insect that was originally weak, to a madman who was wrapped in blood splatters all over his body, covered in tattered skin and thin strips, and desperately shaking his body, shouting and screaming miserably, trying to relieve the intense pain a little in this way. That kind of terrible and huge pain, even if he died ten thousand times, Chen Zhiwen definitely didn't want to try again. So, once again, the jailers hoisted him high in chains. When re-penetrating the muscles with hundreds of wires. He felt that deep fear completely. He writhed his body desperately, pleading, screaming, and even pleading with all the words he could think of, with great humility and incomparable contemplation. I hope that in this way, I can find a glimmer of hope that does not exist at all. However, the hard-hearted jailer was not at all moved. They still carry the most indifferent expressions, with the most flexible and cruel methods. The steel wires with sharp elbows were carefully passed through the soft flesh, and after being stretched to the extreme, they were firmly bound between the thick black nail-like protrusions of the wall. Chen Zhiwen never dreamed that he would be treated so horribly by himself who was originally high in the Black Cloud Clan. It was at this time. He deeply realized the meaning of the old saying "life is better than death".

Die! Let me die! As long as you can make me die, you can do whatever you want me to do! Under the control of such subjective thoughts, he told everything he knew without reservation, almost without human thought. In his opinion, it is better to die happily than to live in such a pitiful way. After all, that's what really enjoys, what really comforts, what really comforts.

The jailers were clearly not satisfied. The order they received was to keep each other alive. Before the patriarch gave the final order, as long as he could keep his breath, he would be able to make a difference. Tianxiang took off his coat and handed it to the guard next to him. Judging from the season, it should be a relatively cold autumn by now. However, the blazing fire brought incomparable warmth and heat to the cold prison. The guards who were looking for shorts and shirts were sweating profusely from the heat, not to mention him in a thick insect fur coat.

"How does it feel?" Tianxiang, dressed in a short suit, slowly approached the dying prisoner. looked at the weak other party with pity, and seemed to sigh a little unbearably: "Why bother? Earlier, wouldn't there be so many things? As he spoke, he waved his hand to the people around him: "Put him down, move a little lighter." Probably because they felt a strange breath, or maybe the jailers were too rude in picking up the wire, which once again touched the nerves that had become a little numb under the severe injury. Or maybe it was the long-awaited comfort that suddenly came and made him want to carefully find the direction of this sudden happiness. In short, Chen Zhiwen, who seemed to be able to breathe only through his nostrils, began to slowly shake his neck, which had been out of the control of the wire, and drove the bloody head above, carefully distinguishing everything around him. And trying to find the right source for that familiar and terrifying sound. "The Great Patriarch... Is that you?".