Chapter 179: A Little Subcalculation

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. After distributing the pen and paper, Zhao Yuan said coldly: "I want to write less and scribble, right?"

The mind was broken, and the expressions of Tie Ye and several other thugs changed.

Zhao Yuan reached into his pocket, and under cover, took out a few golden needles from the space of the ring, and pierced them into the people holding the pen and paper with lightning speed.

A strong itching sensation came from the part where the golden needle was pricked, and along the meridians, it spread rapidly to the whole body of these people, making them feel like they had fallen into an anthill, and their bodies were crawling with tens of millions of ants, and these ants were still gnawing at them, making them extremely uncomfortable!

This itching sensation is simply more torturous than pain.

"Hahaha, itchy, itchy!"

"It's sour and itchy, itchy and sour, it's so uncomfortable, I can't stand it, hahahaha......"

"Can you slash me? Can you give me a good time? Please, don't torture me like this!"

Several thugs laughed and cried, screamed and made trouble, and wanted to pull out the needle, but the part where Zhao Yuan pricked the needle happened to be out of their reach. If they want to cooperate in pulling out the needle, the coal miners who are standing by will immediately step forward to separate them and prevent them from doing so.

In desperation, these thugs could only desperately scratch all over their bodies, scratching hard, scratching their skin, scratching all over their bodies, but instead of feeling pain, they also felt very comfortable, because the pain could temporarily suppress the sour and itchy feeling.

This scene frightened the thugs who had not yet been assigned pen and paper.

They are also ruthless, and when they used to torture coal miners, they used torture a lot. But now it seems that the torture they engaged in before is not comparable to Zhao Yuan at all. It's terrible that people just use a small golden needle to drive people to the point of almost madness!

How did they know that Zhao Yuan's trick was a torture technique learned from Wu Peng's inheritance, no matter how hard the mouth was, under this trick, it wouldn't last long, let alone them?

The coal miners were also frightened by what happened to Tie Ye and others.

Pan Ping pulled the corner of Zhao Yuan's clothes and asked in a low voice, "Baby, they won't scratch themselves to death, right?"

Zhao Yuan replied: "Don't worry, Uncle Pan, I have a sense of proportion, this is just a lesson for them." ”

The sourness and itching of Tie Ye and the others lasted for about thirty seconds, and then the intense itching sensation that swept through the whole body instantly dissipated like a low tide.

Tie Ye and the others suddenly felt as if they had returned to the world from hell, and they sat down on the ground one after another, gasping for breath.

In the thirty seconds just now, all the strength of their bodies was exhausted!

"How is it, did you feel good just now?" Zhao Yuan asked.

Tie Ye and the others just lowered their heads and gasped, and no one accosted them, but in their hearts, they were all gritting their teeth and cursing: "Cool, cool you! If you feel cool, why don't you give yourself a shot?"

Zhao Yuan sneered: "Why don't you speak? Don't think I don't know, you are scolding me in your heart at this time, and you want me to give yourself a needle." ”

Tie Ye and the others were frightened by this sentence, and their souls almost flew away, and they shook their heads busily and said, "No, no, we definitely don't have this idea!"

In my heart, I was very confused: "Why does this kid know what we are thinking in our hearts? Is he a mind reader? Or did someone accidentally tell what was in his heart just now?"

Zhao Yuan snorted, interrupted their defense, and said, "The needle I just pierced on your body is famous. As long as I don't get it out, every five minutes, it makes me feel sore. The further back you go, the longer the soreness and numbness will last, and the stronger it will be. At the end of the day, you'll be happy to keep it!"

Hearing this, Tie Ye and the others' faces turned green.

The wave of sour and numbness just now, they have already tortured and want to die, and they have to increase the intensity and length? Damn, do you want to be so ruthless?

Zhao Yuan was very satisfied with the reaction of these people, nodded, and said: "If you want me to take out the golden needle, you have to take advantage of the five minutes between you to quickly write down the crimes committed by the Ji family brothers and you on paper, the more detailed the better, if there is evidence and witnesses, you must also write it." Whoever finishes writing first, and there are no mistakes or omissions in the completeness of the explanation, then I will take out the golden needle from whomever it is. The last person to finish writing, I'm sorry, just let the golden needle stay in your body!"

He took out his phone and looked at the time, and said, "Now, there are still three minutes left before the second wave of sourness, you have to hurry." ”

Tie Ye and the others, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what to do.

Suddenly, a person couldn't stand the pressure, screamed, picked up the pen and paper in his hand and lay on the ground and wrote quickly.

Someone took the lead, and the others were not far behind, lying on the ground one after another, and wrote the Ji brothers and their own final on the paper.

The second wave of itching and suffering soon struck, and sure enough, it was longer and heavier than the first.

As soon as the itching was gone, Tie Ye got up from the ground, gasped and said, "I'm done, I'm done." ”

"Okay!" Zhao Yuan nodded, didn't look at what he wrote, put the paper away, and really picked up the golden needle he was wearing on his body.

Seeing this scene, several other thugs scrambled to get up and 'hand in their homework', and Zhao Yuan also kept his promise and helped them get up with the golden needle one by one.

In the end, one of the thugs was left behind, standing in place with a blank face, and he cried with a 'wow'.

Zhao Yuan handed him the confession letter handed over by Tie Ye and the others, and said, "Okay, the big man is still crying, isn't it a shame? I'll give you a chance to see the evidence they wrote." If you can find their mistakes and omissions in their incriminating evidence, you can replace him and be qualified to take the golden needle!"

Hearing Zhao Yuan's words, the faces of Tie Ye and the others all changed. And this thug, in the face of soreness and torture, did not hesitate to choose to sell his teammates, picked up one of the confessions, and pointed out many mistakes and omissions.

"Niu Er, you dare to betray me!" the thug who was betrayed by him roared angrily.

A trace of shame flashed on Niu Er's face, but he quickly adjusted his mentality. This is not the time to be angry, you have to sell your teammates!

"Well done. Zhao Yuan took out the golden needle on Niu Laoer's body, and re-pierced the needle to the owner of this confession, and then repeated the old trick, so that after rewriting his guilt, he confessed to other people who concealed and fabricated the charges.

Zhao Yuan relied on this trick to let the thugs report each other, and finally got an extremely true and detailed confession.