Moreover, this torture is still the same as before, just whips, soldering irons, sticks...

Mr. Zhang was heartbroken and had no progress!

During the reign of Emperor Yongle in the Ming Dynasty, there were many ways to kill people and many punishments.

However, there has been no progress in torture, and many serious tortures will cause injuries to the limbs.

"Uh..." Zhang Cheng was a little surprised. He thought that even if Mr. Zhang could accept it, he would be a little uncomfortable.

In response to this, Yu Chihu said that he had seen his intestines and stomach rot on the battlefield.

If it is here...it's within acceptable range!

"Relax him and tie him to the board..."

Mr. Zhang sighed softly, I have to teach you what means are today.

The Bureau of Investigation is still too tender.

Several torture officers from the investigation bureau turned to look at Zhang Cheng, who also wanted to know what methods Mr. Zhang had.

"The drip pot, two pieces of thick cotton cloth, can cover the face."

Mr. Zhang continued to instruct: "Come another bucket of water."

Waterboarding, according to records, first appeared in the Inquisition in the Middle Ages of Europa.

The "swimming punishment" in the "Code of Hammurabi" and the "pig cage" in ancient China are also considered a kind of punishment.

But this is not a direct punishment, and even the Inquisition is used for punishment.

But the one who promotes this method and uses it many times is the company.

Because this torture method is simple, efficient, and can be reused many times.

The highest record disclosed was that the company's employees performed waterboarding on someone nearly two hundred times.

Soon, the trembling man was tied to the chopping board.

"I said it! I said everything! What do you want to do?! What do you want to do!!"

The man howled in horror, but his body, which had been beaten many times, was covered in blood and blood.

In this regard, the Bureau of Investigation still grasped the right measure, but it was actually a serious injury.

The drip pot, two thick cotton cloths were quickly delivered, and a bucket of water was also brought.

"Tie his mouth."

Mr. Zhang frowned, and as soon as he said that, someone immediately did it.

Cover the cotton cloth, and first use a scoop of water to pour it on the cotton cloth.

The man who looked miserable had his whole body started to twist.

"Hula~" After counting fifteen seconds, Mr. Zhang lifted the cotton cloth.

After this man had a wash, the blood on his face was much less.

At least he could barely see his appearance, and he widened his eyes and panted greedily.

Zhang Cheng thought the young master was about to start asking questions, but he didn't expect the young master to cover the cotton cloth again!
Chapter completed!