Qinzhou Prison.
The two assassins were tied to torture instruments in a large shape and were being interrogated by jailers. One of the men, the tall assassin, had been tortured into a human shape, while the other short assassin was struggling desperately beside him.
As he moved, the chain swayed and rattled.
At this moment, Ye Cheng stepped in. Seeing him, all the jailers quickly stopped their movements, clasped their fists and saluted: "General."
Ye Cheng waved his hand, then glanced at the assassin and said, "Is there any result?"
The person in charge of the interrogation was a young man named Hu Wei. After hearing this, he quickly returned: "The assassin's mouth is a bit tough. If he just whips it, it may be difficult to pry it open. I am preparing to ask the general if he can use some special methods." means."
"Then use it!" Ye Cheng said directly: "My lord is furious about this matter. If it is not handled well, all of us will be left with nothing! Therefore, no matter what method is used, we must pry open the assassin's mouth!"
"I understand your humble position, please rest assured, general." Hu Wei responded immediately.
As he spoke, he also raised his head slightly to indicate to the jailer: "Bring me everything I prepared."
The latter understood, and after a while, a tray was brought over, on which were placed small blades, iron sticks, nails and other torture instruments.
Seeing this scene, Ye Cheng couldn't help but ask: "Where did you come from all these things?"
"General, these are all collected by humble individuals." Hu Wei returned.
"Oh? Do you still have this preference?" Ye Cheng raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, then asked: "Why wasn't the other assassin punished?"
Hearing this, Hu Wei quickly approached Ye Cheng and whispered: "The general doesn't know something. We only tortured one person, while the other person watched helplessly. Seeing his companion like this, he must be frightened." , psychologically, it will produce extreme fear, and then it will be self-defeating.”
Yo! Hearing his explanation, Ye Cheng couldn't help but look at him again, then nodded and said: "It seems that you are very suitable to be a criminal officer. Don't worry, as long as I can pry open the assassin's mouth, I will definitely come to you when the time comes." Good words for you.”
Upon hearing this, Hu Wei's eyes widened immediately, and then he beamed with joy!
He is just a small jailer. If he can be appreciated by the prefect, his future will be bright. Thinking of this, he immediately said with surprise: "Thank you, general! Thank you, general!"
"Let's pry open the assassin's mouth first and then talk." Ye Cheng said lukewarmly.
"Yes!" Now Hu Wei's confidence had greatly increased. After responding, he immediately waved to the jailer and said: "Quick! Hold down the assassin's right hand!"
The jailer received the order and stepped forward to take action.
At this time, the tall assassin was tied up and unable to move. After his right hand was held down, he didn't know what would happen next, but even a fool knew that it was definitely not a good thing. Therefore, he struggled desperately and screamed: "What!? What are you going to do!"
Ignoring his screams, Hu Wei rummaged around in the tray, then picked up a pair of pliers and walked to the assassin with a sneer.
Then, without saying a word, he directly clamped the fingernail of the assassin under the horrified gaze, and then used all his strength to pull it out.
As the saying goes, if the fingernails are pulled out with force, the pain is not something that ordinary people can bear.
Blood poured out, and the assassin's screams immediately sounded.
But it wasn't over yet. After Hu Wei pulled out his nails, he immediately took out a long nail, pointed it at the assassin's finger without nails, and drove it in hard!
The long nail penetrated the finger and penetrated the wooden stake, fixing the finger there.
The severe pain made the assassin cry out. In just a moment, his body was covered in cold sweat, and his fingers began to tremble uncontrollably because of the pain.
But when his fingers moved and pulled the spike, the pain became more and more painful. The more pain he felt, the more he trembled. Repeatedly, the assassin couldn't stand it anymore. While howling desperately, he also shouted: "Kill me! Please kill me." Got me—"
"Hmph! Want to die? How can it be that easy! You still have nine fingers!" Hu Wei said coldly, he was a completely cool official!
Even Ye Cheng, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't help his eyelids twitching, secretly thinking that this kid is really cruel.
Not to mention the assassins themselves.
As for the short assassin, although he was not tortured, he was tied next to him and watched this miserable scene with his own eyes. Next, it was undoubtedly his turn. His mentality can be imagined. Not only his face He was pale, and cold sweat had already flowed down his forehead.
After one round of torture, Hu Wei was not in a hurry. He was waiting for the assassin to get over the intensity.
After a while, the tall assassin stopped screaming and began to gasp for air. His whole right hand was dripping with blood and was trembling uncontrollably.
Next, Hu Wei started again.
"Kill me! Kill me-"
The assassin howled miserably, and by the third time, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and fainted from the pain.
"Dead?" Ye Cheng couldn't help but ask.
Hu Wei quickly returned: "General, don't worry, he will not die. He is just temporarily unconscious. We will wake him up later."
As he spoke, he also looked at the short assassin and walked over slowly.
"Don't come over! Don't come over -"
At this moment, the short assassin was scared out of his mind. Looking at Hu Wei, he seemed to have seen a ghost.
Ignoring his screams, after Hu Wei came over, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said softly: "Now it's your turn. Do you want to be the same as your companions, or use other torture instruments? Let me think about it."
His voice was neither light nor heavy, but it struck the short man's heart like a heavy hammer.
After all the previous situations, the short assassin witnessed the whole process with his own eyes, and his psychological defense was on the verge of collapse.
Hu Wei was engaged in psychological warfare, not simply trying to pry open the assassin's mouth with torture.
In front of the short assassin, he began to carefully select the torture instruments.
Looking at his actions, the short assassin turned pale and was trembling all over. His eyes revealed a deep look of fear, and he couldn't help but say: "Kill me! Just kill me -"
"No, no, no, neither of you will die. I will take my time. If one day is not enough, just two. If two days is not enough, just three."
Hu Wei continued to whisper softly. As he spoke, he also selected the torture tools, gestured in front of the short man, and grinned: "What do you think of this? It should be suitable for you, right?"
"No! Don't! I'll say it! I'll say anything!" The short man collapsed completely.
Hearing this, Ye Cheng, who was next to him, couldn't help but be shocked. He immediately stepped forward, grabbed the assassin's hair, raised his head, and asked with a glare:
"Who is in charge! Tell me quickly!"
"Qin... Qinzhou Lord Bo, Shen Rong, Master Shen..."
