Hearing the devil's words, everyone focused their eyes on the two prisoners of war, and when they saw our eyes, they seemed to have a premonition of something, curled up and looked at us with a kind of death-defying eyes, no fear, no fear, only a gray, that was the feeling of death.

Bang! The baby on the side suddenly picked up and kicked the prisoner of war in the cheek, and the guy spat out a mouthful of blood with a flick of his head, and there were seven or eight teeth inside.

"Be gentle, don't kick him to death!" The devil hurriedly grabbed the baby.

"He wants to chew his tongue!" The baby yelled at the guy.

Hearing this, the veterinarian hurriedly stepped forward and pinched his mouth open, and sure enough, the blood was not only kicked out by the baby, but also the blood that almost came out of the tongue.

Without saying a word, the veterinarian picked up his fist and smashed it on the other side of his face, knocking out the remaining few teeth, and the prince also grabbed another person at this time and stuffed the gloves into his mouth, because the other person was seriously injured, and he could kick his feet to death.

"Tell me, where is Cabal?" I pulled out my thorn and slowly crouched down in front of the prisoner, rubbing the tip of my knife against his face.

"Kill me!" He had no teeth, his tongue was wounded, and his speech was slurred, but he could still understand it.

"Want to die? No, no, no! I won't let you die until I get the answer I want, do you know what it is? "I took the stimulant from the veterinarian, and when it was injected into my body, the pain nerves all over my body were excited, and even a little cut of the skin would cause unbearable pain.

"Don't waste your efforts, this kind of thing doesn't scare me." This guy is completely different from the guy I pulled back on the highway before, this is a veteran, a real tough guy.

"Many people have said this before, but in the end no one can stand it, for Allah's sake, don't let me down!" As I spoke, I slowly injected the potion into his carotid artery.

Throwing away the syringe, I took a deep breath and looked up at the night sky, where there was silence, no one was talking, everyone was waiting quietly.

Two minutes later, his face became pale as paper, fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, the muscles of his whole body trembled violently, and the place where he was wounded by the gunshot began to ache sharply, but this guy gritted his teeth and said nothing, and the corners of his mouth were still bleeding, making his face look extremely hideous.

"Why bother, even if you die of pain, no one will remember, who are you a hero for? Cabal will soon hire another group of people to work for him, he doesn't even know your name, why bother to suffer so much for a bastard who doesn't even remember you. "I induce his psychology little by little, and people like this will confess only if they break through the psychological defense.

"For my own sake, this is the dignity of a soldier!" He said this sentence tremblingly, but it shook our hearts, yes, whoever betrayed him would be branded as a traitor, and that was the shame of a soldier.

"Well said, you are a real soldier, if it weren't for this battle, I would have been willing to be a brother to you, but now that we are enemies, I must know the whereabouts of Cabal, and if you don't say it, I will torture you until you open your mouth." I do admire him, but I don't show mercy.

"Come on, take out any means, if you give in, you won't be a soldier." He twisted his face and raised his head with all his strength and screamed at me, blood foaming all over my face.

"You won't be disappointed!" I wiped the blood on my face, and was about to call the grizzly bear to come and help, when the baby on the side suddenly jumped up with both feet, and the military boots with steel plates stomped on the guy's left leg, only to hear a crisp click, and the calf bone was instantly broken, and then the baby's right leg was raised high above his head, smashed on the broken bone, and crushed it twice, and the click of the broken bone came into the ear and was creepy.

"You're talking too much nonsense!" Baby lifted his feet and turned his head to glance at me.

"Ah...... Yes......! The prisoner of war on the ground let out a heart-rending scream, and the pain was amplified by the effect of the potion more than three times, and only a layer of skin remained in his calf, and his bones were trampled into pieces, and the pain almost made him unconscious.

"You're going to kill him!" The veterinarian came and pulled the baby aside and wouldn't let her interfere.

"Help me hold his hands and feet!" After a two-minute pause, I looked up at the Lion and Grizzly Bear, and two monster-level men came over and pressed them to the ground.

I slashed through his waist with a stab, exposing his ribs, and then stabbed the tip of my knife between the bones, and the guy shuddered, reacting more strongly than breaking his leg bone.

"What are you going to do?" The star looked at me with interest, I didn't usually participate in this kind of thing in the past, because it was too cruel for me to look at it and affect my appetite, but today I did it myself, and many people have never seen the method used, and it doesn't look very powerful.

"During the Ming Dynasty in China, there was a kind of torture called playing the pipa, and this is what the assassins should do!" As a veterinarian who is a master of torture, he has studied all kinds of torture.

"Pipa? Is that a Chinese musical instrument? You want to play for us? The wolf was confused.

I sneered and didn't speak, stood up and slammed the blade of the military thorn into the guy's ribs.

"Ahh An earth-shattering scream shook the grizzly bear and frowned, this pain was worse than death, several times stronger than breaking bones to relieve pain, which could be judged from his howl.

Immediately afterwards, I whipped and plucked back and forth on the ribs on either side of him with the tip of my knife, and the terrible screams echoed through the deserted wilderness, and the hearts of those who listened were hairy, and a cool breeze was rising from their backs.

"Say it, it hurts to look at me!" The young master showed a trace of unbearability, but that guy didn't say a word, there are few who can survive this pain, I don't know if I can do it, but he did it.

The screams became smaller and smaller, and finally only convulsions remained, the ribs on both sides had been peeled open, the bones were broken, and he was quiet in pain, but he did not die, the advantage of this kind of torture is that it can bring people the pain of not being able to die, but it will not be fatal.

At this point I stopped moving, rubbed the blood on the stabbing on the guy's pants, and my eyes fell on the body of another prisoner of war, in fact, I did all this to show him, and the mouth we really wanted to pry open was another guy.

Sometimes witnessing is more terrible than experiencing it in person, I can already see in his eyes the pain and struggle that I have never seen before, he is struggling with thoughts, he is imagining what it will be like if all this happens to him, once such thoughts appear, it means that the psychological defense line is on the verge of collapse.

I slowly walked up to the other prisoner of war with my spur in my hand, grabbed his hair and pulled him down suddenly, and said coldly, "It's your turn." After saying that, he stood up and dragged him away like a dead dog.

At this time, you can't keep them together, separate them, make him feel isolated, completely in fear, lose the encouragement of his comrades, he will compromise faster, this encouragement is not words, maybe a look, a movement, or even a scream.

(End of chapter)