Gate of Technology

In a humble room.

The environment is dark, and the surrounding walls are full of mottled marks. The exterior of the walls has fallen off in a large area, revealing the dark red bricks and cracked cement inside. Time has proved that they have been baptized and eroded by time.

On the bare ceiling of the room, the pale chandelier swayed gently, and the rusted metal wires made a sour rubbing sound.

In the middle is an iron armchair. The four legs of the chair are fixed to the ground by screws as thick as thumbs. The backrest and the seat surface are at a straight 90 degrees. Such a chair is absolutely uncomfortable to sit on. On the chair, however, was a man with short silver hair and a black scorpion tattoo on his left cheek.

At this time, the man was only wearing a black intimate vest on his upper body, and his muscles rose high, showing that the master's body contained terrifying power.

However, at this time, his hands were centered on the elbows and pressed tightly against the chair at a right angle. The legs are the same, the soles of the feet are close to the ground, and the knees are close to the corners of the chair. Such a pose is absolutely unpleasant!

In front of the chair, a middle-aged man full of malice stood there, with a hideous scar on his face extending from the corner of his left eye directly to the neck artery, and the hideous scar added to his appearance. A vicious state, but the eyes of this fierce middle-aged man were as calm as stagnant water, without emotion.

There is a bucket of cold water at the middle-aged man's feet, and behind him is an iron cart, on which are placed a variety of tools such as fine needles, tweezers, iron pliers, wrenches and so on.

Looking at the foreigner who had not woken up, the middle-aged man lifted the bucket beside his feet, and with a 'huh', a basin of cold water was poured out.

The foreign man who was firmly fixed on the chair suddenly woke up!

Hey! Ah! He growled, his head still aching.

Your people are really ruthless! Nick grinned, and he was looking around when he spoke. He finds himself in an unfamiliar place. In front of him was an expressionless Asian man. But Nick was not afraid, as a mercenary, he was either dead or caught.

Punishment was accustomed to him.

You don't want to know anything from my mouth! Nick waited for the middle-aged man in front of him. Smile coldly.

The middle-aged man didn't care about Nick's attitude, glanced at him coldly, turned around and said, Really, every time my prisoners say that. But they never persist for more than five minutes,

Maybe you can beat their record.

The middle-aged man's voice is hoarse and unpleasant, like the peeling off of scratches, which is harsh.

Haha. Nick glanced at the tools on the middle-aged man's cart with disdain, and sneered: Just use your embroidery needles. Whether to nail the palms or plan to use them to smash my toes, or use tweezers to pull them out. my fingernails?

As a prisoner, you are very arrogant. The middle-aged man swiped his fingers from the tools in the car, and finally picked up a silver needle.

Nick smiled, Yes, I think so too.

Then, he saw a silver needle in the middle-aged man's hand.

Is this your torture tool? Nick glanced at the middle-aged man lightly, and said disdainfully, Are you going to use it to give me a few needles?

Since he became a mercenary, he has been arrested many times and tortured countless times. The longest was in Iraq when they were in a special operation and he was accidentally caught. As a result, he stayed in the torture room of the group of Middle Easterners for a whole month.

Beating, water immersion, sulfuric acid, iron ironing, the other party can use everything, but they didn't get the slightest information from their mouths.

Seeing Nick's expression, the expression on the middle-aged man's face still did not waver at all, and his hoarse voice sounded in this cold and dark room: Perhaps, you haven't tried our special torture method in China, I think You'll have a whole new experience, and hopefully you can stick with it for three minutes!

talking. The middle-aged man turned around and took out a syringe from the cart. The syringe contained some pale yellow medicine.

What is this! Nick asked loudly, his eyelids twitching.

The middle-aged man ignored Nick's shouting and stabbed the other's arm with a quick and precise needle. Then use the propeller to inject all the medicine into Nick's body.

you!

When Nick saw this, he just wanted to curse.

The middle-aged man had thrown away the syringe in his hand, and then squatted in front of Nick with the slender silver needle in his hand, Have you heard of the ten fingers connected to the heart?

Holding the silver needle in his hand, the middle-aged man smiled coldly, and the silver needle was slowly aligned with Nick's nails. Gently scratching on it, Does it feel particularly strong? It seems that the medicine has worked.

Feeling the cold touch of the silver needle's tip on his nails, Nick's scalp throbbed violently, his heartbeat began to speed up, and his fingers trembled slightly.

Damn, what drug did you inject me with!

The incomparably keen touch made Nick feel fear. He suddenly found that he was so unfamiliar with everything in China. The only thing he remembered was that China was a backward country, and the people there were very thin.

You'll realize it soon. The middle-aged man sneered, the silver needle pierced the gap between his fingernails and pierced slowly.

The middle-aged man's hand was very stable. He did not stab the silver needle into Nick's finger all at once, but pushed the silver needle slowly and little by little.

The fingers are connected to the heart, and the nerves on the fingers are basically the densest and most sensitive in the human body. The silver needle pierced slowly, advancing little by little, the hard silver needle squeezed the flesh and blood connecting the fingernail and the finger, and the tear-like pain reached the nerve endings.

Coupled with the drugs injected by the middle-aged man, Nick's pain increased three or four times in an instant. The pain that went straight to his heart was something he had never experienced before!

Nick's face instantly burst into blue veins, his eyes were red, and his face was contorted by the severe pain. He gritted his teeth and roared, Fake! Ahh! You're only as good as this, Biaozi!

Ignoring Nick's scolding, the middle-aged man still poked the silver needle into Nick's fingernail little by little, and kept twisting the silver needle in his hand to turn it slowly!

Nick clenched his mouth sharply, his eyeballs bulged out, the muscles on his face shivered because of the pain in his fingers, and even his whole body began to tremble. At this time, the iron chair finally played its role.

Not only did it hold Nick tightly on it, but Nick's muscles spasmed as the ligaments behind his elbows and knees rubbed violently against the hard edges of the iron chair. The fragile skin was rubbed instantly, and the inner dermis layer was immediately attached to the cold chair. The slight tingling became unbearable under the magnification of the drug!

Ah! You devil. Damn devil!

As the silver needle slowly pushed through the nails, a lot of flesh and nails were separated, and the tearing of the nerve endings made Nick collapse in an instant!

demon!

Facing Nick's roar, the middle-aged man didn't stop what he was doing, he turned the silver needle in his hand. He asked indifferently: Now, can you tell me where your old nest is?

Nick's muscles kept shaking, his face twisted, looking at the middle-aged man who glared at him, his mouth wide open and he couldn't say a word.

Don't you want to say it? It's only six seconds later, and you still have more than 170 seconds to think about it. Of course, it's just an appetizer. I don't think you want to experience a cruelty ten times or a hundred times more than this. Torture. The middle-aged man's hoarse voice like a demon sounded softly in Nick's ear.

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Nick shivered.

In all previous tortures, the pain was often short-lived. But he has never tried this kind of continuous and intensified pain at all. Such a method can be used to destroy the opponent's psychological defense line!

Long pain is worse than short pain, this is the truth that everyone knows.

The fingers trembled violently, and the silver needle had broken through the crescent on the finger and penetrated into the first joint!

And the demon in front of him is extremely skilled, and he didn't let the silver needle pierce the skin and penetrate the other side of the nail!

Hearing his hellish whispers, Nick was completely devastated!

I said, I said! With almost all his remaining strength, he shouted loudly.

Really? The middle-aged man heard Nick's words. A look of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and he said in an unusually calm voice: I thought you would continue. I have a rare job, but I just started...

The middle-aged man did not speak. He slowly pulled out the silver needle, then took out a handkerchief and wiped off the invisible blood on the silver needle.

Watching the silver needle inside the finger being pulled out, Nick gasped for breath. After the silver needle was pulled out, cold air poured back into the gap created by the separation of the fingernail and the finger. The piercing pain left him still terrified. He looked at the middle-aged man with no expression on his face from beginning to end in horror, and his heart was extremely frightened!

This is a man a hundred times scarier than a demon!

Tell me, your old nest, how many of you are there, your goals and plans, all of which are word for word! The middle-aged man asked coldly after putting away the silver needle like a treasure.

Hearing the middle-aged man's voice, Nick shivered and said in a trembling voice: Our mercenary group is called Death Scythe Mercenary Group, and there are 33 members in total. This time, there are 20 people in China. One person, our mission this time is to seize the intelligent core of the technology crystal company...

Nick revealed everything he knew, then closed his eyes and awaited the final judgment. He knew that if a prisoner told everything, there was only one thing he would face, and that was death!

Unfortunately, he waited for a long time and could not see the middle-aged man in front of him to end his life.

It seems that you are ready to die, but I'm sorry, you can't die until we solve this trouble. If your message is a little wrong, I will let you try a new punishment! The middle-aged man sneered at Nick, then strode out!

...

Luo Hongchao, who was recuperating in the hospital, suddenly shivered. He looked around in the ward for no apparent reason and muttered, This hospital is real, can't we turn on the air conditioner a bit more? I'm a foreigner anyway. Those who survived the interrogation!

If he knew about the real external interrogation, he might not complain so much. (~^~)

ps: Ask for a monthly pass, the third update~