Ladislaus called the other two important subordinates "you" and Sirica the boss "you", which made Sirica the boss quite happy.

Although the monarch's respect is a good thing, it is still worse than the monarch's closeness.

But in front of his subordinates, like most of the time, he carefully buried his positive emotions deeply, always letting only a cold and fierce expression stay on his face.

Of course, Boss Sirica does not understand the principle of using both kindness and power. Although he does not control several important black industries and has huge economic power like Jones, he does work hard to provide benefits to his subordinates.

Not long ago, he successfully uncovered a river smuggling network between Vienna, Buda and Pest. After all, this was his old business. In addition to hanging several former colleagues, he also obtained tens of thousands of dollars at a time.

Thaler's goods and cash.

There are a large number of copper bars among them. The copper mines in central Hungary have been competing with the copper mines in western Austria. Compared with the high freight costs on the Alpine mountain roads, the copper bars transported from the Danube River are much cheaper, so the rulers of Austria

Heavy taxes have always been imposed on these ores to keep the prices close to protect the country's mining industry. This kind of smuggling is very harmful to the Austrian economy.

Boss Sirica not only received an activity fund to reward his subordinates, but also plugged a loophole in the Austrian treasury.

Boss Sirica is more adapted to the battlefield than intelligence work. Although Director Jones always smiles when talking to him and respects his opinions on work issues, Boss Sirica knows very well that he must not take it lightly. The other party is very

Very dangerous venomous snake.

The intelligence port is the most important link in the power system, so although the conflict between the two parties is not violent for the time being, there is no room for reconciliation. Ladislaus's request to him must be fulfilled, and Boss Sirica must divide Jones.

part of the power.

Jones is still holding on to the original territory tightly. Boss Sirica's request to establish a special anti-smuggling force has not been approved. He can only rely on this kind of performance on the battlefield to continue to consolidate Ladislaus's support.

Although the former crime boss was ruthless and tolerant, he was really powerless when facing Director Jones, who was both a politician and an agent. He was exhausted both physically and mentally.

Boss Sirica had an idea in his mind that he did not tell anyone. Even if he killed ten people, he would not be as tired as looking at Jones's smiling face for ten minutes.

Compared to politics that hides its sword behind a smile, he still prefers direct fighting. Of course, brutal torture is also good.

"Mr. Mayor, are you sure you haven't missed anything?" The person who is talking to the mayor now is Keilal. In return for blocking Ladislaus's arrow from Portia, a female follower of the Devil King Birzebub,

He was promoted to a team leader in the Austrian Secrecy Bureau, because he was also an old minister of Ladislaus, and he is currently the main minion of Boss Sirica.

"Really. Really, General, I have indeed reported everything I know to you." The mayor's voice was exhausted. His hands were hung and he had to stand on tiptoes to relieve the tension in his arms.

Painful, and after standing on tiptoes for several hours, his brain was already numb.

"Then let you relax for a while." He didn't like the other party calling him "general". However, Kelal still put the mayor down, and then let the mayor, his wife and children hug each other and cry bitterly.

With this level of "help", the mayor did indeed provide a lot of information. Boss Sirica, who was watching the actions of his subordinates with cold eyes, just remained silent for the past forty minutes, observing the mayor and his family.

The mayor looks to be in his thirties. His wife is about the same age as him, and they have a pair of young children.

Sirica, the boss, listened to Kelal reporting to him the prepared confession of the mayor. At the same time, he looked at the mayor and his family with eyes that exuded a terrifying light.

In less than a year, Keilar had already participated in the torture of various former big figures. The mayor's ugliness was nothing, but the weak and ridiculous look of the loser still made him intoxicated.

The former Siena farmers followed the air flow brought by Ladislaus's takeoff and soared into the sky. The biggest and wildest daydreams of countless farmers have now been doubled.

For example, he can torture a mayor at will, and make the mayor's wife collapse when he decides whether to rape or let his men rape her, or let her watch her husband being tortured with dignity, and make her collapse through this contrast.

It used to be all a daydream.

But now Keilar has already had more and wilder dreams, but he no longer thinks that they are daydreams. Haven't all the daydreams in the past come true?

He knew that only by serving the interests of Ladislaus could his dreams be realized.

Therefore, his torture was ruthless and severe, and for the sake of Ladislaus and his own ambitions, he had no unnecessary or useless feelings at all.

He is very talented, and even the boss of Sirica thinks that this Siena farmer is a natural executioner and a fierce hound.

What's more important is that he can control his emotions and his lust. He has never impatiently enjoyed the loser's woman, but first considers whether this will hinder the interests of his benefactor. Only Ladis

Rouse wants to know what he needs to know and what he wants to get. He knows or gets it, and then he occasionally indulges his lust.

The woman was not raped, and the torture was limited to the head of the family, giving them the illusion that things were not over yet.

Therefore, the dying mayor and his family were fearful and hopeful.

He has learned a lot about torture and can control the situation with ease.

But for a torture artist like Sirica Boss, Keilal's torture techniques can only be said to be a glimpse of the basics, and he still has a long way to go.

"Garbage, everything is garbage." All the subordinates were frightened by Sirica's comments about them.

"What are these? Well? The farmers of the village of Bernis killed their landowner first? Who was the contact person of the mine owner? Promised benefits of three thousand talers and built a tax card here? Last contact three days ago

?" Boss Sirica took the piece of paper recording the mayor's confession, then shoved it into the mayor's son's mouth, and amidst the howl of the unfortunate young man, he licked his tongue.

Teared off.

Along with the screams of his mother and sister, Sirica Boss continued: "You idiots, we are not detecting some unfortunate fraud or robbery, we are not dealing with a criminal. We are at war. Do you understand the war?

These sad details are of no use in war."

"The mayor said that the enemy has 10,000 farmers and 4,000 miners." Kelar carefully pointed out that the mayor also provided some information related to the war.

"If they had 14,000 people, they would have completely robbed and burned all the surrounding towns. They had no choice but to completely rob all the food." Compared with the inexperienced Kelal, Sirica boss has a lot of knowledge about the town.

The numbers provided are not fair.

The mayor spoke tremblingly at this time: "Sir, how could those rebel leaders tell me the true number of troops? I really told you everything I know. I really didn't hide anything.

Already."

The response he got was that Boss Sirica plunged the branding iron into his armpit. "You idiot, give your pulpy head a good turn."

The mayor couldn't hear what Boss Sirica was saying behind him. The nerves in his armpits sent him unbearable pain, and he passed out.

But his torture didn't end there. He was awakened by his daughter's screams.

When he opened his eyes, he saw his son also lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The daughter's clothes were stripped off and her limbs were forcibly torn apart. Her chest was already scorched with a branding iron. The murderer with devil-like eyes was aiming the branding iron at the lower body of the daughter who was already wailing.
Chapter completed!