After dawn, when the white light of the morning light appeared in the eastern sky, the whole world was covered with a faint colorful halo.

The depths of the Rocky Mountains are very beautiful. This is a purely natural tourist destination, with lakes, waterfalls, snow-capped mountains, pines and cypresses. There is also a lookout on the top of the mountain, where you can stand here to watch the sunrise.

When Lake Yakali, which is as calm as a mirror, is dyed red by the sun, it is a beautiful scene that many people have never seen in their lives.

"The sun is coming out, my god, this is so beautiful..."

A group of mutant children stood on the lighthouse, and they looked at the dawn in a dawn in a dawn in a dawn, and one of the girls muttered to themselves.

The girl's voice choked. She covered her face with her left hand and wiped it stubbornly for a few times, but tears could not stop flowing down.

"Free, we are free, my god! God, I want to go home..."

Beside her, the remaining children were like her, either quietly or cryingly standing on the lighthouse to welcome the dawn of the new day, but there were still a few children who secretly looked at the closed door of the lighthouse from time to time.

The blue devil stood at the door bored, playing with the dagger in his hand from time to time, and his blue tail was leisurely swinging behind him, and the man who brought them the deepest fear and despair was already brought into the interior of the lighthouse by Soro and Logan.

Since last night, shrill screams have been heard, and until early this morning, there have been only hoarse and weak moans left.

He was also full of curiosity inside the door.

“Cruff…”

The harsh sound of the old wooden door, a wet and smelly air flowed out, and the frowning Logan strode out and closed the door at a quick speed.

"Sir, can we go in?"

A boy came up and asked carefully, Stryker brought them hellish pain, and they really wanted to see what kind of punishment he was suffering.

Logan turned the boy's body without thinking, and pulled him out, "I don't think you'll like the things inside. Um... it's so disgusting..."

Logan looked at the wooden door that was closed with regret again, and thought of Solo's methods in his mind, and subconsciously shivered. It was hard to imagine that he thought he had long been used to all the sufferings in the world.

But the methods Soro did to Stryker last night still made him shudder. Now, as long as he thinks about it, his hair is standing on his body.

Now, he had all he wanted, and then, even if his heart was as hard as a Wolverine, he would not want to stay in this terrible house for an extra minute.

Inside the lighthouse, under the dim light, Sorona was cold and with a hint of pleasure, and it seemed even more strange and invisible in the abandoned lighthouse.

Several knots hung upside down Stryk, whose body was stripped naked, and the ground was covered with water stains, and it was impossible to tell whether it was lake water or sweat.

Stryk lowered his head, his saliva drooped down the corners of his mouth, and his weak and hoarse moans were still making. He had given up his struggle. His biggest and only wish now was to die quickly. No matter who could kill him, it would become a God who saved him.

"Ah! Mr. Stryker, I think you have recovered your strength. Now, we are ready to start our 21st mini-game..."

Soro said while swaying the fat and shivering old man who was screaming in his hand, he said with interest.

"There are too scarce tools here, so we can only play some simple games, but... guess what I found?"

"In the ancient East, there was a criminal law called mouse drilling holes. The orthodox criminal law was aimed at criminal women. They put a big mouth bottle of a mouse on the female prisoner's mouth, and then grilled the bottle with fire. In order to avoid the heat, the mice in the bottle would penetrate into the female prisoner's mouth, whisper and bite the ground. Tsk, it was very painful!"

"Imagine it! Stryker! The mouse keeps struggling and biting, breaking into your body."

He would gently scrape Stryk's cheek with the mouse's furry body, and then squat in front of him again, saying in a hoarse and low voice,

"Do you know? Stryker! In my past experience, anyone who enjoys it will tell all their secrets, whether he is a tough guy, a well-trained soldier, or something else, those who claim to have a steel will eventually surrender... Whatever I ask them to say, they will tell everything they know."

Soro pinched Stryker's mouth with his fingers, then patted his face

"You should feel grateful that I still need to keep your mouth and speak, so these two cute little guys will come in from other places."

Stryk shook his neck, shook his head wildly, and let out a vague and hoarse cry. He felt that the one who squatted in front of him was a sadist and a lunatic.

Compared to him, the person in front of him is a real, completely inhuman madman.

"I really want to know if you are a real tough guy... Don't worry! I will control it. Although it will bite some intestines, it will not be fatal. We can play this game several times..."

Soro knocked the mouse into the jar and then put the ear on Stryker's buttocks. As the temperature of the electric arc pulse of the palm continued to increase, the mice in the jar also began to restless.

The furry touch on the hips behind him, Stryker stared at his eyes and gasped in big mouthfuls, feeling his heart was about to explode at this moment, but Solo still looked as if he was not too slow.

"Usually, the mouse will feel unbearable within thirty seconds, and then, start looking for an exit."

Looking at Stryker's terrified gaze, Soro explained very "concertically" again, "Hi, man, you look a little nervous, come on, smile!"

"I've already talked about Logan's past...I've said the password to the safe...I've said everything I know...What do you... want to know?..."

Stryker struggled, but his hands were tied behind him, and he couldn't move. Soro's face was not ecstatic because of Stryker's cooperation. Instead, he shook his head.

"Oh, look at you, why are you feeling in pain? Come and smile, don't you feel that the little furry thing is having close contact with your body?"

"Hell! Stop! Stop! I will tell you everything! Hell! You damn madman! I will tell you everything!"

Stryker shouted hoarsely and frantically, twenty-one torture, but Solo's endless means still filled his heart with endless fear.

Soro stretched out a finger and shook it in front of his eyes.

"No! I refuse! Experience tells me that before real pain comes, people always choose to hide it."

"Please, hurry! Please! Please..."

Stryker screamed, saliva and tears flowing, Solo shrugged, the temperature on his hands gradually dropped, and after a few seconds, the mouse in the jar quieted down, and Stryker had completely lost the strength to struggle.

It was difficult to breathe, and Solo glanced at him, his voice became low

"So, I have met your conditions, let's get the first question! Where is Professor Hingis's granddaughter?"

"Hingis..."

Stryker was stunned and didn't expect it to be the problem at all, but after just a moment of pause, he subconsciously blurted out, "In Washington, the girl is in Washington, DC, and I arranged her in the Hagia Sophia Orphanage..."

Soro nodded slightly. In this case, what he said had already become absolutely credible. No one could choose to lie after experiencing such torture.

Even himself, in his previous life, did not support it until the end in the terrible torture training.

"So well-behaved, so the second question is about the sentinel..."

Stryk didn't expect Solo to ask this. He hesitated for a moment. This was not only the military's top secret plan, but also related to his dream of extermination of mutants. But just seeing Solo's smile, he immediately spoke,

"Sentinel is a research department that only belongs to the military. The x Weapons Project is only one of the research branches under the Sentinel Project. There are their people within many government departments..."

“Who is responsible for the Sentinel project?”

"Ahem... After Dr. Trask's death, I don't know who is responsible for the project. I am only responsible for the research on the branch of X weapons. The military will continue to replace people to connect with me."

"We are just small characters, the kind that can be thrown away at any time after using it, but I know that in Canada... there is also a branch of the Sentinel Secret Service in Canada. I can provide you with their information... Ajax, the name of the head of that department..."

“I can also provide you with their institute’s location, in…”

Stryker spoke a lot quickly, probably because he said everything he knew.

Solo looked at him, a gentle smile appeared on his face, the temperature in his hands rose slightly, and the two mice were immediately anxious again.

"I said it, I said everything... Kill me! Please..."

Stryker struggled with a hysterical howling, but this time Sorogavin's palm did not stop. Then, in less than thirty seconds, with the rapid screams of the rat in the jar, Stryker straightened his neck and let out a shrill howl. His body, covered in sweat, twitched violently like a big white fish thrown ashore.

"Don't thank me, Mr. Stryker, enjoy your last time, by the way... I've had a great time with your game..."

Soro and Stryk made a final, "friendly" farewell, then turned around and walked out of the lighthouse, and as the wooden door closed again, the entire lighthouse fell into dead darkness.

"Please...kill me..."

Stryker spitted out white foam from his mouth, scarlet blood slid from Stryker's buttocks "tick..." to the ground, his muscles twitched violently...

For some people, violence is redemption...
Chapter completed!