Fairy Tail: The Strongest Fire Dragon God

The more you try, the more you will suffer.

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything! Don't come over here!"

The killer watched in horror as Bai Zuo covered his face with the wet paper.

His eyes went dark.

The wet paper was tightly attached to his face with great adsorption. Although his breathing was blocked because the paper was very thin, he could still breathe a little air through the wet paper.

Ah, it was so difficult to breathe. It was already so difficult with just one layer. After that, it would continue to pile up. It would become more and more difficult for him to breathe, and this pain would continue for a long time.

This kind of cruel torture was simply unbearable for humans.

"Mmmmm!" The killer shook his head violently, shouting in his heart: I've said I'll confess everything, why do you still want to stick it on me?

Then he heard the person standing in front of him say: "Because someone told me that Mr. Killer is very stubborn and will not reveal any information no matter how severely he is tortured. I think such a Mr. Killer will not be scared to tell everything because of a little intimidation, right?"

"So, I have prepared many methods and am planning to try them on Mr. Killer one by one."

No, listen to me, I really want to confess.

The killer was emotional and wanted to open his mouth to defend himself.

But because of the wet paper that was pressed tightly against him, he could only make a mumbling sound.

Another layer of wet paper covered it.

Accompanied by the devilish whisper of the white left: "Mr. Killer is obviously not afraid of death, why does he act so afraid of death? What is he trying to cover up?"

"At first, Mr. Killer didn't seem to think he would die. Why? You thought you were just taking an ordinary assassination mission, and the target of the assassination was also an ordinary company boss."

"I thought this mission was very profitable, so I didn't expect it to fail."

The killer's heart tightened.

His eyes swirled around, and all his thoughts were guessed by this person.

"Mr. Killer is very conflicted. He wants to survive, but he is afraid that he will reveal any secrets under torture. Is there something in someone else's hands?"

The killer's fingers trembled uncontrollably, very slightly. If he hadn't been staring, he might have ignored it.

The killer's breathing became heavier and more panicked.

So uncomfortable.

It was getting harder and harder to breathe.

This kind of suffocation without suffocation, can only desperately increase breathing, trying to breathe that little bit of shallow air through the wet paper.

In addition, the disturbance of both the heart and the spirit kept coming to his ears, which made the killer's heart tightly clenched, and the blood in his body surged up.

So painful!

"Let me guess, what is the secret that Mr. Killer would rather die than keep? Is it his family?"

The killer kept shouting in his heart: Stop talking, don't continue talking.

No!

It has nothing to do with his family.

"It seems so~"

An indescribable fear rose in the killer's heart.

What did he know? What did he know?

The killer felt that he had been seen through by this terrible man, and the secret he wanted to keep was so shallow and ridiculous in the eyes of the other party.

The killer felt a physiological nausea rising up.

Pain, so painful, whether it was physical or psychological, he was suffering from unimaginable torture.

He would endure this pain and die after being tortured for more than ten minutes. No, maybe the other party would uncover the wet paper when he was on the verge of death, and then continue to use other means on him.

This kind of person has no heart at all. Maybe killing a person is not a big deal for the other party, but compared to a quick and clean end, the other party likes this slow torture more.

The words of the white left undoubtedly broke his psychological defense. He no longer had the initial firmness in his mind, and he didn't want to abide by the ethics of the killer.

And what are the rules of the industry.

Now he just wants the other party to stop interrogating him.

The wet paper was peeled off.

The killer's face with dilated pupils was exposed. "I'll tell you everything."

No, he couldn't say it. If he exposed the client's information and caused the client to get into trouble, it would be disqualified for a killer like him who accepted tasks on the dark web.

The killer's family was in the hands of the dark web. If he dared to expose it and destroyed the reputation of the dark web, then the fate of his family could be imagined.

The killer thought about it and decided to follow his previous plan and just tell a false information.

Just as he

When he was about to speak.

Bai Zuo approached him slightly, "Mr. Killer's face has been covered up, but you can still see its true appearance. I am not talented, but I know some technological means."

"You have such deep feelings for your family, so you must have spent a lot of time with them. You are afraid of death, but you still became a killer. You are afraid of death and you can keep secrets for your family. You have deep feelings for your family. Did you become a killer for your family?"

"It's amazing. I admire such a killer very much."

"However, the longer you stay with your family, even if you are careful, you will leave some traces. If you are willing to check, you can find it quickly. After all, this is the era of big data, and surveillance cameras are everywhere."

Bai Zuo's tone was full of admiration, and he looked at the killer's bright eyes. He liked the malice in human nature, but he also hated the malice in human nature.

Because he can control people's hearts and the heart poison, he can easily see through the malice hidden deep in others' hearts. That is the most rotten and smelly, the ugly side of human nature that cannot be looked at directly.

On the one hand, he was attracted by these malicious intentions because of the weirdness of the contract, and on the other hand, he felt extremely annoyed by these ugly malicious intentions.

It was all the same, and there was nothing worth his attention.

The killer's personality was not unique. The only thing that interested him slightly was his contradiction of being afraid of death and wanting to protect his family.

The killer's pupils dilated, and he heard the implication of Bai Zuo's words.

His weakness of caring about his family had been exposed. It might only be a matter of time before the other party wanted to find his family. If he said his family would die, his family would die too.

He had been carefully avoiding the high-reward and high-risk missions, but he still fell into a bottomless pit.

Maybe this is the retribution for killing so many people?

The killer had already accepted his fate.

But at this time, he heard the devil say: "However, we are a legitimate company after all. We still know that the disaster will not affect our family. If you can explain it clearly, Mr. Killer, maybe we can help you solve the little trouble of your family being controlled."

The killer looked at him in disbelief.

At this time, his mind was already somewhat confused. As soon as this life-saving straw was handed to him, he could not wait to grab it.

"Can it really save my family?"

The smile on Bai Zuo's face deepened a lot, "Don't you know our strength very well?"