.166. With the number of ways I have come, I only go all the way (3)

One Hundred and Sixty-Six, I only go all the way (3)

In Feili's view, the reason why the old shogunate authorities were always restricted and passive during the previous civil war was largely due to the false reputation of the central government and could not use some despicable but effective means.

Indeed, the title of a central government is often a huge advantage, which can make everything in itself legitimate. But sometimes it can become a heavy burden - especially when facing a desperate situation.

Of course, as a member of the Western colonists, Feili was not particularly interested in the entangled mentality of his local allies, nor did he intend to go into it, but he just didn't want to see them being dragged down by somehow.

"…Give up Edo…it is not a simple thing. It involves many aspects..."

After hesitating for a while, Tadao Kuroshima said a little, "...As the actual capital for hundreds of years, Edo has become a political symbol to a large extent. If you give up easily, it may make the Tohoku vassals that were originally inclined to us choose to turn against each other..."

"...Then you can achieve a decent victory as soon as possible and strengthen the confidence of these fence-bearers."

Feili curled her lips, "...As long as you can fight, you have the right to speak, and truth and morality will always be in the hands of the winner... and I happen to be very confident in achieving a victory."

In a chaotic and turbulent country, there are many different methods for those in power to maintain their status. For example, they can use gold, silver and wealth to bribe, or use external forces to consolidate themselves, or they can kill the chicken to warn the monkeys, kill a few of the most rampant rebels, and the rest will naturally become honest... at least in a short period of time.

But the most fundamental and convincing way is to strengthen reputation through continuous victory - the winner is always the strongest.

Although the three armies of the imperial court seemed to be very powerful, the first one was destined to be a gift for him.

——The premise is to get the "enthusiastic" cooperation from a guy. Of course, this should be very easy.

"… That General Robert should be remanded on your side, are you still acting honest these two days?"

"...That psychic? He's very honest, he's so honest that he can't be more honest. He's very popular in prison..."

Tadao Kuroshima grinned strangely, "...You will take my token later and go over and take a look. There will be someone to receive it inside. I still have some trivial matters to deal with, so I won't be with you for the time being..."

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In the fire that burned down Edo Castle, the various office buildings of the Edo Town Urban Management Team were also disasters, and they had nowhere to work for a while. Only the Suoka Prison, which was originally used to detain political prisoners, escaped due to its remote location. Now it was temporarily set up as a base camp by the new urban management team leader Tadao Kuroshima, requisitioned the private residence and office that originally belonged to the warden. However, the prisoners who had been stuffed in before were still in custody here, and many new ones were added.

As the old shogunate torture all kinds of political prisoners, it was mainly the torture station for the uproars of various vassals. In the eyes of Edo citizens, this place has always been a terrifying purgatory that makes people feel terrifying - it is said to be filled with the most sinister and vicious prisoners in the archipelago, displaying the most cruel and bloody torture instruments, and lingering the most hideous and fierce resentful spirits... Even during the sunny day, it makes people feel a gloomy.

Passing through an old door hole covered with moss, Feili frowned and walked into the notorious terrifying prison, while also looking at the prison guards who came out to greet them with a picky look. Although they were obviously nodding and bowing to themselves, the "foreign master", they were still strangely wearing a few traces of coolness and ferociousness on their faces, and their eyes were filled with crazy evil intentions. Even if he tried his best to please you with the most humble smile, it made people feel a little scared in their hearts.

"...What's the situation now that General Robert was escorted yesterday? He didn't torture him."

He consciously lowered his head, and asked casually without looking at the strange smiling faces of the prison guards.

"...Haha, how could that happen? Sir, you told me to take care of the people you take care of, how dare we do it randomly? The prisoner from yesterday is now fine, and even the trauma on his body has been cured. Just to make him obedient, he just used some small means..."

A prison officer trembled slightly with a greasy face and smiled flatteringly, "...Sir, do you think we are asking us to bring him up? Or are you going in person? The environment in this prison may not be very pure..."

"...I'll go in by myself. If that guy refuses to submit, I'll have to trouble you torture me."

Feili waved her hand disapprovingly, then walked straight into it. A prison officer rushed to catch up a few steps, opened an iron door with the key at his waist, and took Feili through a long corridor built with huge rocks, and then entered the prison.

As soon as he walked out of the corridor, Feili heard shrill screams floating in, like a banshee in hell wailing - he knew that this must be the prison officer torture the prisoners again for fun, and he couldn't help but smile and shook his head.

After staying in such a dark and bloody place where people torture people all day long, almost every prisoner will have this kind of morbid hobby. Even a coward who could not even kill a chicken will become a ripper who is excited when he sees blood after practicing here for a few months.

In fact, this kind of prison that imprisons is the most inexpensive in many cases. In order to prevent internal and external traffic and convey information, the prison guards who guard the prison cannot change shifts all year round, and it is troublesome to even take a leave to go out for a drink. The conventional way to get extra money for prisons such as blackmailing family members is much more difficult than in ordinary criminal prisons. It is not that the official style of the place is so honest, but because the families of these political prisoners are usually thieves who are even jailed or exiled, or they are hiding from the east and Tibet and cannot find anyone if they want to blackmail.

What's even more terrible is that even if you can find a person who can extort, your boss will not turn a blind eye like other prisons. Instead, you will worry that the prisoner will be bribed by political enemies or betrayal parties, so that this greedy prisoner will turn himself into a political prisoner...

As for sending political prisoners out to work as slave laborers to make money... it is even more ridiculous. These people are different from gangsters who die on the streets and no one collects corpses. I don’t know how many accomplices are trying to rescue them. Be careful that the boss who hires these prisoners is a rebel against the party.

In a sense, these prisoners who guarded the prisoners were also the special prisoners who were imprisoned here, and their income was small, and their lives were both depressed and hard. Over time, they had increasingly perverted mental illness and found their own unique means of entertainment - when the pungent blood stains and even the foul-stenched feces and urine flowed out of the broken human body due to various tortures beyond imagination, these prisoners were as happy as if they were stimulants. As for the screams of these poor worms' dying, they were even more beautiful than the sound of nature.

Walking along the long corridor, Feili saw that in the torture rooms on both sides, some people pulled out the prisoners' nails with pliers, some people inserted a dark iron drill into the prisoners' limbs, and some people burned the soldering iron on the prisoners' chest; while pouring hot boiled water on the prisoners' body, they brushed the soaked meat layer by layer with an iron brush with barbs until the thick bones were exposed... Most of these tortures were not to interrogate any information, but simply torture the prisoners to vent.

However, as far as Feili knew, these newly arrested political prisoners were really self-defeated, and they could even be said to be dead and could not be redeemed. They were mainly the rebels who did not have time to escape on the night of the Edo Castle fire, and some of the rebellious informants who were later searched.

In the entire Oedo Yahoohachi Town, they burned at least 700,000 houses, and hundreds of thousands of dead people. The once prosperous metropolis of millions became scorched earth ruins with corpses all over the place overnight. I don’t know how many families were destroyed outside the prison, and the refugees who had separated their wives and children cursed these culprits day and night and could not die.

Therefore, the relevant authorities also greeted the prisoners very much "to the hearts of the people", asking them to "handle" the new prisoners as soon as possible in the way they like, without leaving behind to waste the increasingly scarce food... So, these prisoners became more at ease and unscrupulous.

After passing through this death slaughterhouse that could make people feel cold from the depths of their bone marrow, and stepping onto a narrow rotating staircase, Feili found that she had left the gloomy and terrifying underground torture room and returned to the sunny ground, and was between a bungalow that looked like a dormitory and a canteen. Judging from the clothes drying at the window and the flower pots placed at the door, this should be the residence of the prisoners.

He couldn't help but stop and looked at the prisoner with doubtful eyes, and the other party would also hurry to answer.

"...Sir, the boy you sent was so tender and tender that he could not afford to suffer at first glance. If he threw it into an ordinary dungeon with turbid air, sewage flowing, and crawling with fleas and mice, he would probably be killed if he couldn't last a few days... So we placed him in our dormitory, and by the way, we could also let a few brothers who were not on duty relax when they had time..."

Relaxation? What is the way to relax?

Hearing this strange reply, Feili immediately had an ominous premonition. When he did not wait for the jailer's notice, he pushed the door and entered the most spacious bungalow. The filthy aura that came from his nose immediately made him cover his mouth and vomit. The "yin-mi" scene in front of him made the silver-haired pseudo-woman tighten her anus and her butt became cold...

——A dozen men gathered together to make a fortune... Could this be the meaning of "all ways"?

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Since ancient times, military camps, prisons and slave camps have been the three major birthplaces for the rise of the group.

There is no way. Even if the prisoners have bloody torture and torture as special entertainment, the two major victory needs that humans have - ** and violent tendencies - are only half satisfied. And with their meager income and poor working and living environment, it is really difficult to get married and settle down. What's worse is that due to the nature of work, even if they have already started a family and started a career, they still have to endure the pain of long-term separation. They often rarely meet with their wives and children a month, and their lower body is always held back.

Therefore, if a female prisoner is occasionally stuffed in, the prisoners will definitely be as happy as if they are having a holiday, and it is guaranteed that this great woman who is brave enough to sacrifice herself will be bathed in warm white mucus for the rest of her life...

Unfortunately, the female political prisoner sent to this prison is always less frequent than the hens crowing. Therefore, the handsome and beautiful boy became an alternative target and was placed privately by the prisoners in their residences so that they could enjoy the fun of the chrysanthemums at any time... But at the same time, they did not forget to break their tendons, so that these "human toys" could only collapse naked on the tatami and unable to move.

Yesterday evening, another rare item was sent here - a blonde and white-skinned foreigner from the Western Naserier Empire is said to be a real imperial general and magician. He has a very healthy figure and white skin, which makes the gay guys here salivate. Then he heard that this guy was only here for a few days of custody and was about to be taken away soon...

So, the jailers on vacation immediately seized the time and lined up to do the piston movement on the noble foreign master's buttocks. Even some people on duty who heard the news made an excuse to ask for leave and snatch a phone call, and came to drive foreign meat with bare hands... When Feili pushed the door in, he caught the warden with a ferocious face and a sinister look, sprinted hard on General Robert's buttocks for the last few times, gasping for breath and injected the enthusiasm of bliss into the noble spiritual warlock's body to strengthen the sexual and cultural exchanges between the East and the West... and there were a few guys next to him who were forced to wait because the warden was jumping into the line, masturbating while watching...

Then, the warden stood up contentedly, and while lazily tied his pants, he walked out, he suddenly saw a pale, shaky figure with a silver-haired pseudo-woman, and the delicate face that was more delicate than a doll. He couldn't help but lit up his eyes. He didn't notice the eyes that the accompanying prisoner was sweating and desperately threw, and he rubbed his palms and leaned over, his face full of flesh and blood.

"...Ye just sent a white-skinned golden silk cat yesterday. Is there another beautiful silver-haired boy here today? Not bad, my recent love luck is really good. I must use the most~~~most enthusiastic way to welcome this cute little one..."

The answer he received was a hot horse whip and a string of crisp and loud roars.

"... Bastards, you guys who are full of ** minds open your dog's eyes and see clearly. I am Major General Feiri Taylor, who can hang you all in one sentence

OK Don’t kneel down and kowtow. Now get up and do business. Hurry up and pull out the prisoners I sent yesterday to wash them, and then change your clothes and take them out to see me. Remember to wash them all from inside to outside.”

Facing a group of gay men kneeling on the tatami in a "tiger-falling style" and kowtowed and begging for mercy, Major General Feri Taylor couldn't help but cover his nose with disgust and scolded angrily.

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"... Have you considered it clearly? General Robert. Did you choose to sign a soul contract and serve me? Or will you continue to stay here to enjoy the fun of playing with the grammar, and finally solve it after being tired of being played by them? Well, you may have to be peeled and made into **..."

A moment later, in an empty room that the warden sent to clean up in a hurry, Major General Ferry Taylor sat cross-legged on the straw mat, proudly opening up extremely harsh surrender conditions and even more terrifying intimidation.

In front of him, the psychic general, who had just been roughly washed and replaced with a half-old kimono, had a pale face like a vampire, and his body was swaying like a sieve. His hands holding the teacup were still trembling.

For General Robert, who had been pampering for a long time, the various experiences he had experienced on this day since his capture were really terrible, and it was no exaggeration to go far beyond his psychological endurance.

——First, he was led to watch various wonderful torture and killing performances, which scared him so much that he was so scared that he told all the information in his mind. Then, when he saw the interrogator leave with satisfaction, he thought he could finally breathe a sigh of relief, but unexpectedly, he was forcibly pushed down and was tragically blown away by dozens of hungry gay men, from evening until dawn, which made him even his intestines fall out...

Finally, during the cleaning process just now, his long-destroyed rectum unfortunately suffered a new round of torture - the guy who tried to clean his butt with a rubber spray drum was careless and forgot to replace the chili water inside with clean water...

So General Robert's entire intestine and most of his butt were all red and swollen at the moment. The pain made him sweat drift down. He could not sit or stand, so he could only tilt his body and squat in the corner of the wall, looking extremely weak.

However, even though his mental state was so weak, when he heard that the other party was going to sign a soul contract by himself, he still shook his whole body, turned his head suddenly, stared at Feili with an indescribable look, and wanted to swallow him alive.

But Feili was not afraid of this - here, I am the knife and the diner who is wearing a white napkin and ready to use a knife and fork, but she will not care about the mood of the fish about to be put into the pot.

Of course, in order to break through the psychological defense of the stubborn prey as soon as possible, it is necessary to let the chef perform a slaughter demonstration... So, after seeing that General Robert seemed to refuse to bow his head and submit, Feili snapped his fingers calmly, asking the prison guards outside the door to prepare to kill the chicken to warn the monkeys.

ps: Oh, that’s all for tonight. Tomorrow is my birthday... I want to receive blessings from all book friends here.
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