While cursing, Mr. Chen took out the torture instrument imitated by Mohist Ma Mingyang from the Dora A frame.
"Hua Die, we will give you one last chance. If you don't confess, you will be tortured!"
Seeing the ferocious torture instruments, Wucai Taoist's face was immediately full of horror.
But it was just a few moans and no other words.
"Oh shit, okay, old boy, just wait for us!"
Mr. Chen was really anxious this time: but he did not personally torture Wucai Taoist. Instead, he used his divine fire to release the two street gangsters inside who were torturing the Japanese slave ghosts.
(For the above content, please see Chapter 1842 of this book: Some people are dissatisfied with us)
After a brief explanation, Chen Daji smiled sheepishly at Hua Jiunan, and then got into the car with the little fascist.
He sat in the back side by side with his father, Chen Fu.
Hua Jiunan was stunned for a moment when he saw this, and then reacted instantly.
Although Chen Daji usually does things that are immoral, he is just simply immoral and has no evil intentions or cruel intentions.
Therefore, I naturally neither dare nor want to torture others myself.
Only then did he risk being laughed at by Hua Jiunan in the future and take the initiative to "show his cowardice" and avoid it.
Alas, in the final analysis, Chen is just a rural boy of fifteen or sixteen years old.
Hua Jiunan was filled with emotion at this thought, but then he thought about it and realized that he seemed to be as old as Chen...
After a moment's hesitation, Hua Jiunan took the initiative to open the door and sat in the passenger seat, also practicing "out of sight, out of mind".
As a result, the three people in the car "looked at each other and smiled", feeling a little embarrassed.
They all thought to themselves: Should they be "stronger"?
How can you torture others and show your cowardice first...
With the above mood, Hua Jiunan and the other three did not speak.
In fact, except for Hua Jiu Di, Chen and his son reacted exactly as normal people should.
Who among us ordinary people has the hobby of torturing others is not a psychopath!
Even when Hua Jiu couldn't help but catch his enemy, he was so angry that he just beheaded him and never tortured him.
This time, had it not been for the Wucai Taoist collaborating with the enemy and treason, and being eager to find out the whereabouts of the two elders of the Chang family...
After a while, Chen Daji could not help but take the lead in "taking action":
He took out a flower stick, lit it, and stuffed it into his father's mouth with a pop.
Then he lit another one and gave it to the little fascist, and finally he started smoking beautifully.
While puffing away the smoke, he pretended to chat to ease the embarrassment.
"Boss, boss, you said that Huadie is really a man. I have been dealing with him for so long, but he only moans and refuses to confess."
"Yes..." Hua Jiunan nodded subconsciously, but suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Why just hum?
Even though he is a tough guy who can fight to the death, he will always yell at the person who commits the crime, and at worst, he will yell a few slogans or something.
Just hum…
"Daiji, do you think it's possible that Taoist Wucai was poisoned and his whole body went limp, so he couldn't speak."
Chen was stunned: "..."
Then he yelled "fuck", opened the car door and rolled out.
As he ran, he shouted at the executioner in the distance: "Oh, mom and brothers, please take a break first. Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings!"
"Don't kill the flowers and butterflies!"
At this time, the two street gangsters responsible for the execution were in a state of rage.
There is no other reason than that he lost face in front of the Major General!
This stinky old man must have something wrong with him, and he was tortured to tears by his brothers, but he still refused to confess.
He just kept grunting like a dead pig, with a look in his eyes begging for mercy.
Now that you begged for mercy, you opened your mouth and confessed!
This guy is still refusing to speak!
Why, the eyes and mouth don't match? Are your eyes convinced but your mouth is not?
Just being tough? ! !
At this thought, the two street gangsters ignored Mr. Chen's shouting and swung a big wooden stick like that used by ancient government officials to beat prisoners, and swung it hard at Wucai Taoist's mouth.
"Grandma, it depends on whether you, an old boy, have a tougher mouth or grandpa, my killing stick is tougher!!"
