Chapter 454

"Thank you for your hard work, Captain Feng!" A spy wearing black-rimmed glasses accompanied him with a smile, and he fanned Feng Tie with a palm fan in the cool breeze. It was weird enough to hit the fan in the cold weather. But a few big carbon stoves were roasted, and the temperature in the prison cell was probably not lower than 30 or 40 degrees. Just standing still would sweat all over, let alone whip to suck people.

"Drag him down and change to another retrial. Captain Feng's time is precious and cannot be wasted on these untouchables! It's better to leave it to the young people. Captain just needs to wait for good news for the young people." Another spy who was also naked and showed off his body was also giving him a sweat towel as he pleased.

Enjoying the sweat scarf and cool breeze that his subordinates were almost flattering, Captain Feng Tie shook his head and said, "No, I still have to try it myself. Even you two are ruthless and can't leave a few survivors. You have to kill you. How can I explain to the Imperial Army?"

"Don't worry! Our brothers don't know how to do things yet? Look at your eyes red, your body is very important, otherwise my sister-in-law will feel distressed again." The spy with glasses said in an extremely caring tone.

"Go away!" The spy full of flesh rolled his eyes and patted the fan of the spy wearing glasses and said, "What's the matter? Big brother has a copper tendon and iron bone. How can he have a semi-divided body and weak body? Don't be a crow's mouth."

The two subordinates' competing for favor made Feng Tie, who had not slept all night, feel a little upset, and said with a stern face: "What are you quarrels! ~ I'm not a scholar who has no power to tie up. It's not a piece of cake to wait all night and interrogate a few prisoners." These boys are all as savage as ghosts, and they try their best to catch the opportunity, just like climbing up on their backs, and the flattery sounds loudly.

"Yes, yes!~" Both men lighted their heads like chickens pecking at rice.

After all, I didn't sleep all night, and when my subordinates said this, Feng Tie felt a little bored and yawned unconsciously. He said, "Okay, you guys will try me first, I'll take a look first, and then continue to have another trial!"

"Thank you for your hard work in the squadron leader!" The two spies nodded and bowed to see Feng Tie away. As soon as the squadron leader turned around, the two guys immediately pretended to be powerful and called in a rough voice from outside. They pointed to the young man who was beaten half dead on the wall and said, "Trag this guy away. I will pick a few more people who have been arrested tonight. Let's take a good trial. If someone is caught useful, hey, my brothers will be well developed."

The spies are roaming with demons, and they don’t care about the lives and deaths of the people at all. In their eyes, only by pleased the imperial army, promotion and wealth are the most important things.

"Heizi, you are the most intelligent. Come and interrogate, I just want to do it!" The spy covered in flesh raised his chin at the spy wearing glasses, spitted into his palm, picked up a thick whip, and swung it and made a crackle.

"Okay! Just look at it." The spy named Kuroko and wearing glasses sniffed himself in a cool breeze with a fan and smiled traitorously.

Soon an old man was brought in by several spies. Outside the torture room, dozens of arrested people were locked in a long line by heavy shackles. The spies beside him were aiming at the masses from time to time. The people who were locked were occasionally moved slightly because of their poor qi and blood, and immediately attracted scolding and beating from the spies.

The screams that almost pierced a person's eardrums, the sound of whips, the sizzling sounds of the soldering iron scalded on the skin, and the shouts of scolding and scolding filled the entire torture room again. The spies dragged innocent people outside the torture room one by one into the room. After a while, the living living people became half-dead and were dragged out.

"Damn it, I'm dead. I'm really helpless. Next one!" Whenever the spies complained like this in the torture room, the fish meat on the steak outdoors trembled. The pale faces of despair were filled with sorrow. The next one was themselves, with handcuffs and no chance to resist.

Even though the spies in the torture room had already shown mercy, a few people still failed to survive the cruel punishment in one breath, and were eventually dragged out of the cell and piled up like sandbags, ready to throw them out of the military camp waiting for their families to claim.

The previous person who was forced into the torture room was dragged out in a bloody and bloody way. The soul-catching sound of hell sounded in the torture room, "Next!"

Bao Xiaoer, who was closest to the door, was almost scared and almost incontinent. There was no one in front of him. The person who was dragged out before was the person who was originally in front of him. Bao Xiaoer could almost feel the others behind him trembling in panic. The door of the torture room had almost become a blood threshold.

"Hehe, boy, it's your turn!" The two thick spies smiled and untied the iron shackles on Bao Xiaoer's body, and pushed Bao Xiaoer into the room.

"Boy, be honest!" The spy inside the house smiled maliciously and locked Bao Xiaoer on the lock on the wall.

"Oh my! Look, a child is here!" The spy named Heizi, wearing glasses, was absent-mindedly, and the iron head was burned red by the charcoal fire, and it felt a little softened. Heizi touched a cigarette and put it on the hot iron point. Its hissing and sounded, and the tobacco quickly ignited the sparks.

The spy asked the Heizi to take a deep breath and spit out a stream of clear smoke. The already turbid room had a choking smell of smoke.

"Mom, what are these things?" Bao Xiaoer glanced at the torture instruments indoors, and was so scared that he couldn't help but get wet in the lower gear. His trouser was dripping with slutty water.

"Oh, this kid is really useless!" The spy who was full of flesh was so full of torture that he couldn't help but be happy when he saw Bao Xiaoer's appearance of Xiong Bao. The whip in his hand was slamming.

Heizi pointed to the spy full of flesh and blood and said, "I saw that the guy in this brother's hand is not there? It's just a blood tank when the whole family goes down. It's not a month or two, don't think about it!"

"Hehe!" The spy covered in fleshy teeth grinned at Bao Xiaoer and showed a scary smile, almost scaring Bao Xiaoer to faint. This was even more sad than killing him directly.

"Boy! If you want to suffer less, just tell me honestly and say everything. I will ask that brother for a few words to avoid you from being stingy. Even if my brother takes care of you more," Heizi took a sip of cigarettes with a smile.

"Say, what are you talking about!" Bao Xiaoer was full of cold air on his back.

Bang!~ I heard a black shadow flashing, and the whip was whipped sideways against Bao Xiaoer's face, and the strong wind made his face hurt.

"What do you say?!" The spy covered in flesh jumped in front of Bao Xiaoer as if he was about to eat people, and roared evilly: "Damn it, tell me honestly what you know, otherwise, I will let you come in and go out horizontally like the few people in front of you, whether you can save your life or not, it depends on whether your uncle is in a good mood."

Bao Xiaoer's face was even more disdainful. The whip that had taken the time just now made his trouser even more stream. The spy who was in charge of punishment was indeed very skillful with the whip method. It was only a few distance from Bao Xiaoer's face, and it was a blood mark on the wall, but it did not hurt Bao Xiaoer in the slightest.

"Hey, don't have to explain anything else, just tell me if you have ever seen the Eighth Route Army." The spy named Heizi smiled and approached the side, reached out and patted Bao Xiaoer's face, and then said: "As long as there is any news about the Eighth Route Army of the Communist Party, as long as you say it, the whip will not really fall on you. If it is said in detail, brothers are a little sweet, it will be enough for you to have a good time." As he said that, he took out a small green cloth pocket from his pocket, weighed it in his hand, and a crisp metal slamming sound from the cloth bag.

He glanced at the scary whip in the hands of the spy full of flesh, and then looked at the small pocket in front of him. He probably had thirty or forty silver dollars. Bao Xiaoer's throat chord rolled and swallowed. If he was like the person in front of him, he couldn't say anything, with his small body, it was hard to say whether he could survive these torture instruments. Look at this situation, it seems that these guys would rather kill a thousand mistakenly than let one go. He was determined to dig out something from the people he had caught all night.

Seeing Bao Xiaoer still hesitated, the spy covered in flesh pulled out other torture instruments and played with Bao Xiaoer with a grim smile. He was so scared that Bao Xiaoer shivered again.

"I, I said! However, I don't know if it has anything to do with the Eighth Route Army of the Communist Party." Bao Xiaoer wandered around and remembered something, "When I occasionally pass by my shopkeeper's yard, sometimes I would occasionally vaguely hear some party, tasks, etc., just these, other things, I didn't go to listen to them specifically."

"What?!" Kuroko and another spy exclaimed almost at the same time.

Party!? Mission?! Just these two keywords are enough to remind both of what is very valuable to them, the spies who are dependent on the Japanese.

"Say, what shopkeeper?! Where is it?" Heizi grabbed Bao Xiaoer's collar tightly, and his voice couldn't help but tremble and fierce. They didn't expect that the Eighth Route Army of the Communist Party was not that easy to catch, but just tried to examine everyone as much as possible. He didn't expect that one of these people could have such amazing words in his mouth.

"Speak quickly!" The spy covered in flesh was almost ruthless, with fierce eyes showing a fierce light.

"Yes, it's Taihelou! My shopkeeper is the shopkeeper of Taihelou!" Bao Xiaoer was captured in his chest and was a little overwhelmed. The guy in front of him wanted to strangle him to death.
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