Secret Talent At The Beginning, Burning Corpses Can Make You Stronger

"Master Qianhu!"

The Flying Fish Guard guard on duty outside the door bowed and saluted.

"Open the door!"

"Yes!"

The door opened and Qin He walked in.

I saw that masked demon from last night was completely naked at this moment, and was being bound in the middle of the cell by thick shackles in a big shape, with all kinds of instruments of torture placed in front of him.

Smoked, clamped, ironed, scraped, brushed, hooked, thorny, edged, flowered, hairy...there are so many things to see.

The masked demon is very old, and there is no good skin all over his body.

The beatings were bloody and bloody.

A strong flying fish policeman was holding a whip, and was whipping the masked demon one by one. This kind of whip is not an ordinary leather whip for beating animals, but a torture whip with an iron hook at the end, and when the whip is pulled down, it will form a blood groove.

The chief interrogator is normal temperature, with six or seven subordinates.

When everyone saw Qin He, they hurriedly bowed and saluted: "See Lord Qianhu!"

"Excuse me, how's the interrogation going?" Qin He waved his hand, pulled a chair beside him and sat down.

"Master Qianhu, this Bailian demon is very stubborn. He hasn't said a word since the whole night." Chang Wen said helplessly.

Qin He nodded, "Go ahead."

"Yes."

Chang Wen took the order and ordered Feiyu Wei Guancha to continue the torture.

After a full night of staying up until now, the room temperature feels particularly stressful.

The sooner the Bailian monster opened his mouth, the more valuable it would be, but the available punishments were almost exhausted, and this tough guy just kept silent.

With Yu Wenjing's arrival, the pressure on him was even greater, especially in the back, where Rumang was on his back.

After working for a while, Chang Wen couldn't bear it any longer, and secretly glanced back at Yu Wenjing, only to be taken aback.

I saw that the adults of Qianhu were sitting on the stool with their legs up and eating melon seeds? !

Normal temperature feels a little skeptical about life, the dignified iron mace god catcher, also known as the iron face god catcher, sits upright, when did he let go in front of his subordinates?

But the first rank of the official university crushed people to death, and Chang Wen didn't dare to ask, so he could only hold it in his heart.

Half an hour later, the interrogation was still fruitless. The masked monster let alone said anything, his head was hanging down and he didn't even lift it up. If he wasn't still breathing, he would have thought he was dead.

At this moment, Lord Qianhu seemed to have knocked out the melon seeds, got up and patted his clothes and said, "Everyone go out, I'll ask him a few words."

"Uh...yes."

Chang Wen looked suspicious, but he didn't dare to disobey orders, and called his subordinates to go out.

Qin He stood up and approached the masked demon step by step.

At this time, the masked demon finally moved, slowly raised his head, and looked at Qin He: "Why, don't you want to watch the show?"

"You know it's me?"

Qin He was slightly surprised, and only then did he see the masked monster's face clearly. How should I put it, he's quite handsome, with a tough posture, which makes people want to slap him.

"It's not like you to catch Yu Wenjing, the god of iron maces." The corner of the masked monster's mouth raised a trace of sarcasm.

There was a glint in Qin He's eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised a hint of sarcasm, "The real tortured person is not like you."

One sentence made the masked demon look away slightly, but the expression on his face did not change at all, "I have hard bones, and Fei Yuwei's punishment is just to loosen the muscles and bones, what do you want to know from me, it's a dream. "

Qin He shook his head, "You're wrong again, you can't be so eager to express, people often lack something, the more eager to express something, you are in a hurry."

The masked demon's eyes flickered even more, and he gritted his teeth: "Don't play tricks here, you can't scare me, just do whatever you want."

"Really?" The sarcasm on Qin He's face became stronger, "Okay, then I'll analyze it for you."

"People's mental strength can indeed resist physical pain, but the physical nerve response is instinctive and difficult to suppress."

"So people who are really tortured will have unconscious twitches in their bodies, of course. It is not difficult to suppress this reaction, especially for those with strong inner strength. However, it seems that you are not necessary when you are tortured."

After saying this, the face of the masked demon finally changed.

Qin He continued with a smile while pacing: "Let me guess when you blocked your pain."

"After you are arrested, you definitely have no chance. Then, it can only be before you are arrested."

"Oh, by the way, when you were arrested, you were caught in a net. At that time, your vision would inevitably be blocked. You knew you couldn't escape, so you decisively took advantage of the moment when Yu Wenjing and Ji Chengliang's vision was blocked, and blocked it." One's own pain, in preparation for torture."

"Others can't do it, but you guys who play with corpses understand the human body too well, you can do it."

"Thoughtful and decisive!"

At the end of the conversation, Qin He gave him a thumbs up.

Looking at it again at this time, the masked demon's face was already terrified, and he gritted his teeth, "Who the hell are you?"

"I think you should care more about what I want than who I am, because you don't have the right to know who I am now." Qin He laughed thoroughly, and a feeling of excitement flooded his body.

This damn pretend feeling.

This damn feeling of pushing people into a corner step by step.

Cool!

turn!

up!

Qin He finally understood why that pervert "Punishment Slave" was obsessed with torture.

When everything about the enemy is under my control, the enemy's body, the enemy's thoughts, the enemy's soul, and the enemy's fear... are all seen through by me.

The enemy's secrets are being uncovered little by little, the enemy's fear is deepening little by little, and the enemy is slipping into the abyss of despair little by little.

This feeling.

Everyone is addicted!

These are all leftovers from the slaves' play. Qin He just took them over according to his shadow puppet show to pretend to be a force, and the masked demon was pinched to death.

At this moment, Qin He's smile fell into the eyes of the masked demon, just like a devil, and the next sentence basically declared surrender: "You... what do you want?"

The masked demon is a lie, because what Qin He said is absolutely correct, he indeed used a secret method to seal his pain, so that he could endure all the torture without saying a word.

Although this secret method is a secret method, it is really not difficult to solve it. He can't imagine the scene of torture after he recovers from pain.

The person in front of him is not from Feiyuwei, so he can discuss it.

"I want to know everything about the White Lotus Sect." Qin He opened his mouth wide.

"You're dreaming!" The masked demon stared at him and became emotional, and shouted: "It is absolutely impossible for me to betray my holy religion, even if it means death."

"If you are so determined, then it seems that there is no way to make a deal. Go to hell." Qin He turned around and walked out.

The face of the masked demon changed. Seeing Qin He walking resolutely, he gritted his teeth: "Stop!"

Qin He stopped, and grinned unconsciously.

"Well, I can't tell you the core stuff. I'd be dead if I told you. You can ask about other things, and I'll answer you if I can answer you."

After a pause, the voice of the masked demon came from behind.