Two metal nails with cold light were nailed directly to Hadri's palm. At the end of the nail, two thin wires were connected.

On a silver-gray metal workbench not far away, K was concentrating on a shock instrument in front of him. His focused expression seemed to be doing a high-precision work.

The current is increasing, and under the transmission of the nerves through the twenty-fold pain index, Hadri feels what the hell of pain is!

Every time, when a howl that was not like a human from his mouth, even the guards guarding outside felt a chill all over their bodies! You know, these people have all been on the real battlefield to kill machines! They are used to those scenes of broken hands and feet and even blood flying everywhere! However, when they saw K's method, they still felt chill!

k, a legend that only circulates within the special forces and special agent organizations of the US military, and a legend that makes people feel like falling into hell after hearing it!

Among all the senior torture experts in the United States, K is the most "outstanding" one. It is precisely because of his "outstanding" that the Mi Army had to be very cautious when using him. Because several times, K's actions made other staff members who participated in the interrogation on the spot lose control, and some even wanted to kill him on the spot!

This is an absolute demon, who uses torture others as the highest spiritual enjoyment and even the pursuit of life!

"Mr. Hadry, I ask you not to confess easily, as this will make my work lose a lot of fun." K, who had completed the first round of electric shock, walked happily into Had, staring at his body that was already covered in cold sweat due to pain, and said with a "gentle" smile.

Hadri gasped "huh" hard. Although his voice was already a little hoarse, his eyes were still showing an unyielding look!

"Kill me, I said, what you are facing is just a corpse, you will get nothing." Hadri spitted these words out of his mouth with difficulty, and then stared at K's eyes again!

"No, no, no. I won't kill you, that's the matter of those old guys in the court. Speaking of this, I'll express my personal opinion. Speaking of which, their killing methods have really been completely uninnovated over the years. Apart from the electric chair, it's injection, and there's no √♂style_txt; talk all the way!"

K said this, and smiled gently again and said, "Mr. Hadry, I will prove to you that death is actually an art!"

He looked at Hadri's still firm eyes, and somehow, a burst of pleasure rose in his heart. Only such an opponent could really make him feel excited!

"Okay, Mr. Hadry, how did you feel just now? This is just an appetizer for you, and next. Let's start the meal!"

K said, turning back to his workbench. After picking a few more, he picked out a silver-shining pliers from it and returned to the front of Hard again.

"I have to say that China is really a magical civilization. I have learned a lot of fresh and interesting things from them. For example, in a dynasty in which they were once invented the top ten tortures, full of creativity. Next, let's try it and let me think about it. What should I do? Let's start with something simple, how about pulling my nails? The peripheral nerves here are very rich, which can make you feel full pain without excessive damage to your body. This is a really good idea..."

K said as he picked up the pliers, carefully picked up one of Hadri's fingernails, and began to force.

The force he used was very clever. He did not use force to pull out his nails from the beginning, but instead increased the force little by little, allowing the nails to separate from the flesh and blood.

The muscles on Hadri's face twisted and spasmed. He endured the huge pain desperately, but ten seconds later, he finally couldn't help it and let out a beast-like howl!

"Call it, shout it out as much as you like. Scientific research shows that howling can reduce your pain and make your body bearable. This is a good way." K said, while pulling out the nail intact.

He then took a small bottle of salt water, picked up a cotton swab and glued some salt water, and carefully applied it to it.

"Brine has the effect of disinfection and can prevent bacterial infection." He said, carefully applying the salt water evenly.

Hadri's howling was getting louder and louder, and it was almost about to penetrate the sky. Such pain has approached the limit that humans can bear!

However, for K, such a method is just the simplest of his countless ways to torture people.

Electric shock, needle punishment, skinning... For two consecutive days, K applied those methods he regarded as proud on Hadri one by one. During these two days, the pain Hadri endured was simply unimaginable to humans!

The guards outside have changed four groups, and all the guys who have changed out have gone to receive psychological treatment. There is no way. Facing such a scene, as long as you are an individual, you cannot bear it, even if you just watch it!

Such an interrogation is strictly confidential. Once it is leaked, the image of the United States will probably be over. This interrogation room was arranged by the military, with the highest confidentiality level, and no images or text information are left behind in all the processes!

In fact, when dealing with enemy spies, agents or some special enemies, countries will secretly adopt similar measures. Because for these people, they have undergone professional anti-interrogation training, and general interrogation has no effect on them at all.

"K, the Pentagon has asked twice, isn't there any result yet?" An officer in charge of communication came over and asked while K was resting.

K looked a little tired, not as excited as he was at the beginning. Two days later, he used almost all the means he knew on that Hadri, but that guy's firmness exceeded his expectations!

"Not yet, but it's too late. That guy's ability to withstand has reached its limit, and it should be just a little short." K said, looking at Hadry in the interrogation room. The latter was lying quietly on the interrogation chair, with pale lights hitting his face, making him look like a dead person. If it weren't for the monitoring instruments showing that he still had vital diseases, anyone who saw it would feel that this guy was dead.

"That's good, the Pentagon is already a little anxious. You know, this is the best opportunity to get rid of private organizations. They are all waiting for Hadri's intelligence." The officer in charge of conveying the intelligence said, but he didn't see the hesitation in his eyes.

"I understand!" k said impatiently.

Didi!

In the interrogation room, the life monitor suddenly rang wildly. Hearing this sound, he rushed into it like a conditioned reflex.

He didn't even look at it, grabbed an adrenaline and gave Hadri a shot of it.

Only he knew in his heart that Hadri was at the end of his strength now. Although his control was very good, and when he was suffering the greatest pain, his body was avoided by harm, no matter what, it was a pain that ordinary people could not bear. When this pain reached a limit, the brain would automatically activate the protection mechanism to cut off the connection with the nerves. If that happens, although this person would not really die, he would become a vegetable!

K stared nervously at Hadri in front of him, hoping that such a situation would not happen!

In the past two days, although he showed enough strength in front of Hadri and believed that he was already scared enough, in K's heart, he was not as strong as he showed. He felt Hadri's desperation and his powerful nerves. He knew that he had indeed underestimated this private leader.

How could it be an ordinary character if you can pull up such an organization with one hand? This time, K really had a headache.

He looked at the life monitor nervously until he saw that the data above returned to normal values ​​again, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at Hadri in front of him, he had slowly opened his eyes. His eyes had no trace of spirit or a breath of life.

k knew that he failed.

His methods have been used to the limit. The pain in the person in front of him can no longer cause him to shake any more. K must admit this, although he is reluctant.

"Mr. Hadry, you won, you are a respectable opponent." K stared at Hadry, and was silent for a while before he silently said something, then packed up his suitcase and prepared to leave here.

"K, what's going on?" The officer waiting outside asked strangely as he saw K packing up his suitcase.

"His physical ability has reached its limit. My methods are useless. You can report to the Pentagon truthfully." Although he is a little unwilling, he can only say so.

A deep helplessness surged in his eyes. It was the first time that such a person was involved in torture for so many years!

"Why is this happening? Even you can't do anything?" Hearing K's words, a look of surprise surged on the officer's face.

"I'm not a god either. Sorry, this time, there's really nothing I can do." K shook his head and said.

K's interrogation failed, and the news quickly reached the top military leaders. Faced with such a result, no one expected it.

"Or, we can ask that person again to help, if he is really as powerful as it is described in the intelligence." A general pondered for a moment in a small office in the Pentagon.
Chapter completed!