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The torture room was very quiet.

Zhang Hui and the other two were not watching each other, they could only wait for trial now.

"You two don't plan to explain. You know, I'm not very willing to take action," said Yan Wenchuan.

"snort!"

Both of them ignored his inquiries.

Yan Wenchuan saw the two of them and knew that they were going to die and would not speak.

"Since that's the case, tie Company Commander Zhang first and let him see why there are many Japanese spies in Nanjing to confess," said Yan Wenchuan.

"yes!"

Zhang Hui felt nervous.

Since the shadow of a person's famous tree can be sent to the special high school class to warn you, it is naturally not groundless.

It's fake to say you're not afraid!

Several people could not help but face the cruel interrogation.

"You go and call all the players outside to come in, so that they can open their eyes. Don't think that I, the team leader, rely on relationships."

"yes!"

After a while, sixty people stood in the interrogation room. The large-scale interrogation room seemed very crowded at the moment.

The team members were also curious about what the team leader asked them to come in?

"Team leader Zhang, let me introduce myself, Yan Wenchuan: Leader of the Second Group of Operations Section of the Beiping Station of the Intelligence Department."

"you..."

"It's you!"

Zhang Wenhua didn't expect that some time ago, the person who came to Section Chief Kawashima who had noticed appeared in Peking.

He still remembers what the information said, with superb force, a black knife, he could use ancient punishment: Lingchi!

He also specifically searched for such punishments that were about to disappear, and knew it was very cruel.

I really don’t know who I should thank for when I met you today?

No!

Isn't he in Nanjing?

Why did you come to Peking?

"Why are you going to come to Peking for nothing? Is Nanjing very leisurely now?" Zhang Wenhua asked.

"Ha, I want to ask General Tu Feiyuan of your special high school class. He won't have to drive me out of Nanjing. Now, I'm here to Peking and I'll completely eliminate you Japanese pirates."

"snort!"

Zhang Wenhua didn’t know who to scold?

I'm fine and sending this bastard to Peking. Isn't this a bomb coming?

A bunch of idiots!

"You all have a good idea. I will only use the sword technique once and try not to use it again in the future. You should be calm in my group. You know what to do. I hope my sword technique will not be used on you," Yan Wenchuan said to the action team members.

"Come to those big plates, take photos with your camera and stay for a souvenir. I will save you the waste of time next time."

"yes!"

Everything is ready.

"Take off Company Commander Zhang's top!"

"yes!"

Yan Wenchuan looked at Zhang Hui who was not very good-looking, and reached out to put on a black knife and appeared in his hand.

It looks particularly dazzling under the light.

"If you want to say it, you nod your head. My sword technique is about a thousand swords. I hope you can get exercise in you."

Zhang Hui was so scared that he had never had such an experience in his three years of lurking in Peking. Even when he was in the imperial training, he could not have been able to have a real sword or a gun.

Even so, you can't be a traitor!

There were no such soldiers in the empire.

Hold on!

Cheng Hui, who was constantly cheering himself up, cut off a thin piece of flesh on his chest with a black knife.

ah...!

pain!

It hurts so much!

Why does it hurt so much?

persist in!

I am the hero of the empire, and I cannot give up on the emperor!

laugh!

ah...!

Pieces of blood-carred slices were easily cut off by Yan Wenchuan and placed in a large plate next to them.

Not only was Zhang Wenhua afraid to look at it, but he sounded cunning, even the people from the action team were pale and began to feel disgusted.

This is too scary!

No wonder the headquarters asked the family to be executed by Lingchi. Who can bear such a punishment?

A group of people watched quietly, knowing that this seemingly kind team leader was a butcher with superb skills.

167 knives...

Zhang Hui was a little numb and his throat was a little dry.

How long can I persist in this criminal law?

laugh!

269 ​​knives...

Looking at the plate full of flesh and blood, under the light, it seemed like the mutton had just been cut, waiting to be put into the pot.

Drops of blood began to drip along the way the knife passed by. Zhang Hui felt a little dizzy. The pain that was about to be cut by each knife was calculated in his mind how many more knife he had to hold on to before he could die.

He really wanted to die so that he would not suffer this pain.

Scream! 367 knives...

"You have to think clearly. This is only one-third of it, and you have to persist in the pain just now," Yan Wenchuan said lightly.

Zhang Hui, who was about to forget the numbers, seemed to be remembered in his heart when he reminded him.

There is still 666 knives to die.

Do you still have to persist?

No!

Emperor, I don’t know the pain I’m suffering at this moment!

No one can feel it.

They won't pity me, the arrested person, even if I persist, so what?

Looking at the black knife seemed to be mocking myself!

Hold on! Brother!

I love your blood!

The Emperor who went to the horse to ride, I just wanted to spend this moment comfortably.

Nodding desperately! I was afraid that Yan Wenchuan would not be able to see his actions.

He surrendered!

However, Zhang Wenhua next to him did not hate his rebellion. If he cut himself off, how many times could he persevere?

"Put him down and let the doctor take a good look and bring it back later."

"yes!"

Zhang Hui was taken away, Yan Wenchuan slowly walked towards Zhang Wenhua, and the black knife gestured in front of his eyes.

"Captain Zhang wants to try it?"
To be continued...