Xiao Yuanchao, whose mouth was covered in blood, was stunned by the slap. The teeth in his mouth seemed to be loose, and there was a salty smell of blood everywhere. This was not his father beat him up, but a completely stranger and a fierce person.

"Generally speaking, I won't attack children." Scarface stretched out his finger, gently wiped off the blood from the corner of Xiao Yuanchao's mouth, put it in his mouth and sucked it and tasted it: "This slap makes you become an obedient and sensible good child. Can you do it?"

Xiao Yuanchao, who was beaten, nodded in fear.

"Very good, I'll ask you a few questions now. If all of them are answered, I will give you a certain reward." Scarface lifted a bag from the ground and pulled it open, revealing the full amount of snacks and toys.

There are a lot of snacks, including plums, beef jerky, raisins, and Xiao Yuanchao’s favorite Wangwang snow cake. If it were normal, he would definitely be greedy, but now he was shrouded in fear. Although snacks and toys are good, the temptation was dispersed by fear.

"If you can't answer my question, then..."

A box was placed on the table and opened by Scarface.

"Clam!Clam!Clam!"

Three friction sounds of metal mechanisms sounded, and the opened box popped up three layers. The first layer was all knives, large, small, serrated, triangular, and everything; the second layer was all kinds of strange utensils; the third layer was all kinds of potions, transparent, white, green, and red.

This is an extremely professional torture box, all of which are torture tools. It is very difficult to create such a box, but the more difficult one is how to use these hundreds of torture tools.

"This is my treasure, which covers most torture equipment from ancient times to the present." Scarface picked up a metal rod with pointed forks at both ends, shook it in front of Xiao Yuanchao and said, "The cult pilos, one end is inserted into the chin and the other end is directly aimed at the sternum. Only by stretching the neck can the pain be reduced. The design of the four forks between the chin and the sternum is very clever and inconspicuous, but absolutely practical, haha."

Xiao Yuanchao stared at the metal rod in Scarface's hand and swallowed hard. He was afraid and afraid. Although he didn't know how to use every torture instrument, he knew that every little thing could make him worse than death.

"This is cat's claws, used to peel off the flesh on your body; this is a disassembled shattering machine that can squeeze your teeth into the alveolar, break the jawbone, and then the eyes are shot out from the eye sockets, and the brain is sprayed out from the ears; telescopic piercing, insert this long thorn from your ****, and then penetrate it from your mouth or throat, so that you can survive in this state for more than one day... Well, after introducing the European torture instruments, I will accept the Chinese torture instruments from you. Sword torture is very simple, it is to use this knife to cut off your nose; this is a habitual nose, this is a habitual ear, this is a use for chiseling the top, which is to chisel your brain skull, so that the brain skull is completely separated, and your brain tissue is exposed..."

One torture instrument after another made Xiao Yuanchao's body tremble. He was scared, too scared!

Seeing Xiao Yuanchao's fearful look, Scar covered the box with a smile and said to him: "This is just a part of the method I use. Believe me. If you don't tell me the truth, I promise to put these ones on you and let you carefully compare which one is more comfortable, haha."

"I'll tell the truth, I'll tell the truth!" Xiao Yuanchao shouted anxiously.

Not to mention a child like him, even if it were any adult, he would be dissatisfied and would express everything he knew happily.

Fear is one of the weaknesses of human instinct. No matter who it is, never feel how strong you are. When you really encounter something that can be fought for, strength will usually break instantly and disappear without a trace.

If you want to be strong, then there is no need for various torture instruments that have been passed down from ancient times, and the police uncle's fatigue interrogation law should be completely retired.

"Very good, I always think you are a good boy, haha." Scarface played with the knife in his hand, turned around Xiao Yuanchao and asked with a smile: "You have been to the T-A troops before?"

Xiao Yuanchao opened his eyes, closed his lips tightly, and said nothing.

He had been to the T-A troops and had just returned from the T-A troops. But he could not say it, thinking that the confidentiality policy told him that he would never say anything about T-A troops, even if it was a word.

If you say it, it means betraying the motherland and the people. So if he doesn't say it, he will not betray the motherland and the people.

"Answer my question!" Scarface suddenly pinched Xiao Yuanchao's neck and pressed it against his ears, making a cold voice: "I know you have been to the Special A unit, and you are a student of the Special A unit. Tell me, how is the No. 49 base of the Special A unit divided into?"

Xiao Yuanchao, who was pinched by his neck, still closed his mouth and said nothing.

"Don't say it?" Scar's face pulled out the knife and gently wiped Xiao Yuanchao's face, with extremely vicious and cruelty flashing in his eyes.

The cold blade brushed through the delicate face and immediately stimulated the skin, causing countless tiny pores to explode. The bone-broken chill drilled into the body along the exploded pores, and finally passed to every corner of the body, turning into fears and circulating in the body.

But Xiao Yuanchao still didn't say anything, but just gasped with his nose and stared at his terrified eyes.

"explain!"

"puff!"

The sharp knife pierced into the flesh of Xiao Yuanchao's thighs. The stinging pain came, and blood instantly flowed out of the wound.

In the office of the feed factory in the distance, Xiao Hongjun saw this scene clearly. When the knife pierced into his son's thigh, he felt like he was stabbed in his heart. The painful facial muscles twitched wildly and almost screamed.

Zhao Xiuying covered her chest hard, tears slid from the corners of her eyes, but she still smiled and sat there strongly and calmly.

"Scar is a veteran of the Blue Ancestors' army, and he is very responsible." Long Min said to Zhao Xiuying: "This knife will make Xiao Yuanchao feel pain, but there will definitely be no excessive blood loss. What they have to do is to defeat Xiao Yuanchao's ideological defense line with pain, without any life danger."

Long Min, who comforted Zhao Xiuying, found that her comfort seemed to be of little effect, because Zhao Xiuying was still smiling. Her eyes were crying, but her eyes were full of encouragement.

Long Min was a little puzzled. Although she was not married, and she had no children, she would definitely not be able to bear it if her children suffered such a test.

This is cruel, Long Min thinks it is cruel. She is a soldier, but not a cold-blooded soldier, and she is also a woman. A woman has a natural soft-hearted heart, a natural sentimentality, and a natural sympathy, but at the moment... it seems that Xiao Hongjun is more fragile, while Zhao Xiuying is stronger.

"It will pass, it will pass soon, it won't be long." Long Min continued to make a comforting voice, staring at Xiao Yuanchao who was being tortured.

She didn't know whether this comforting word was said to Xiao Hongjun and his wife, or to herself. Because she had already shown unbearableness on her face, because Scar had poked Xiao Yuanchao six or seven times.

The knife is filled with flesh, and the knife is filled with blood!

"Say? Or don't say it!" Scar wiped blood from his hands, gritted his teeth and let out a low roar at Xiao Yuanchao.

But Xiao Yuanchao bit his lip, and tears of pain flowed down his face, and he didn't say a word.
Chapter completed!