"flutter!"

Half a bucket of water was poured on the unconscious Wang Haiyang's head.

He opened his eyes, raised his head with difficulty, and looked at the person in front of him.

His eyes were scattered, and the person in front of him was blurry.

"tell me your name."

A voice reached Wang Haiyang's ears.

Wang Haiyang tried his best to adapt to the light. He wanted to see clearly who was asking the question.

"your name!"

A voice came next to Wang Haiyang. After asking, a dull pain came from his chest. The person next to him who asked him hit him hard on the ribs with a heavy blow on his chest.

"Um!"

Wang Haiyang made a dull sound. He felt that it was difficult to breathe. After adapting for ten seconds, he turned his head and glanced at the person who had retracted his elbow.

Wearing a hood, what a familiar outfit.

Wang Haiyang did not answer. His eyes had almost adapted to reality. Although he still couldn't see clearly, it was enough, because reality in this space, except for him, the rest were all with

People in hoods.

This is a very shabby warehouse, very old and shabby. In the middle of the warehouse, there is a table. On the side of the table, there is a man in a hood sitting with his legs crossed. He is holding an orange in his hand and rubbing it.

He looked at Wang Haiyang who was hanging by his hands.

There were four people standing beside the table. One of them held a pistol in his hand. Because his vision was not clear, Wang Haiyang couldn't tell what type of pistol it was.

The heavy smell of blood entered Wang Haiyang's nostrils. He couldn't tell whether it was the smell left behind by what happened in the room or the smell of Wang Haiyang's own bleeding.

"your name!"

The man in the hood on the side asked Wang Haiyang again.

Wang Haiyang showed a wry smile and said, "What a pity, what a pity!"

"What are you regretting?" A man in a hoodie standing by the table took two steps forward, grabbed Wang Haiyang's collar, and asked.

Wang Haiyang burst out laughing and said: "I feel pity not for myself, but for you. It's a pity that you only caught me. Maybe I should tell you that my mouth is very tough. You won't know anything from me."

An answer, even if it's my name."

"you wanna die!"

The hooded man who grabbed Wang Haiyang's collar loosened Wang Haiyang's collar. He took a step back with his right foot, then raised it sharply, and pressed his knee heavily on Wang Haiyang's stomach.

"oh!"

Wang Haiyang's deep voice came out of his mouth.

"flutter!"

Immediately afterwards, a mouthful of dirty blood spurted out from Wang Haiyang's mouth.

"explain!"

The hooded man moved his legs and lifted Wang Haiyang's chin.

"Pooh!"

Wang Haiyang spat out the blood remaining in his mouth and laughed.

"You can still laugh!"

Wang Haiyang said in a low voice: "Your level of interrogation is too low. Can you give me something nutritious? It's just right. I also want to know how far I can persist."

"Have the guts!"

Just when the man in the hood was about to take action, the man sitting on the chair came over.

He walked to Wang Haiyang's side and waved gently to the man in the hood holding Wang Haiyang's chin.

After receiving the instructions, the man in the hood let go of Wang Haiyang's hand and took a step back. Before leaving, he waved his foot and kicked Wang Haiyang in the stomach.

Wang Haiyang directly arched his body. The man holding the orange bent down, even lower than the small Wang Haiyang. He raised his head, tilted his head, looked at Wang Haiyang's face, and whispered: "

You are tired, hungry and thirsty!"

"You can't die yet."

Wang Haiyang also said in a low voice, but when he spoke, the smile on his face disappeared.

The man in the hood picked up the orange, waved it in front of Wang Haiyang's eyes, and said, "We are all human beings, so why bother with yourself."

"Don't use small tricks, just go to the main course."

After Wang Haiyang finished speaking, he raised his head and prepared to face the new storm.

The man in the hood stood up. He did not look at Wang Haiyang. He wiped his hand on the blood on the corner of Wang Haiyang's mouth. Then, he wiped the bloody hand and pressed Wang Haiyang's mouth. His other hand

A hand suddenly wrapped around Wang Haiyang's neck and hugged him tightly. He raised his right leg and pressed his knee heavily on Wang Haiyang's stomach, one after another.

After four times, he lowered his head, came close to Wang Haiyang's right ear, and said softly: "I like it. Starting from the side dishes and going directly to the main dishes, the side dishes in front are not as fragrant."

After saying that, he let go of his hand and took a step back.

"flutter!"

As soon as his mouth was released, Wang Haiyang vomited blood. He was now speechless.

The man in the hood looked at the blood on his hand, shook it casually, turned around and walked out.

"Let him talk!"

The man in the hood who had already walked to the table said something in a low voice, then took the orange in his hand and continued walking out.

As soon as he left, there was another man in a hood. He found a wooden stick from the corner. After weighing the weight, he held the stick tightly and approached Wang Haiyang.

"Since you said you have a hard mouth, let me see if your bones are equally hard."

…

The man in the hood who walked out before came out and saw a man outside, leaning against the wall of the warehouse. He lowered his head and smoked a cigarette, looking very serious.

The man in the hood walked up to him, took off his hood and looked at the smoking man.

The smoking man glanced at him, then took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, handed it over, and said, "Would you like one?"

The man took off his hood, stuffed it into his pocket, shook his head and said, "I'm not as anxious as you, so there's no need!"

"Do I look anxious?" The smoking man didn't want to admit it.

The original man in the hood nodded and pointed at the cigarette in the smoking man's hand and said, "Isn't it obvious?"

The smoking man looked at the cigarette in his hand, then stubbed out the cigarette butt with his fingertips, and then threw it on the ground.

"How are they doing?" the smoking man asked.

"You asked me about the wrong person. People are yours and you know them best. Now you ask me how I should answer you." The original man in the hood said with a smile.

"I'm asking how he is doing now."

"You're curious. It's simple. If you want to know, don't you go in and take a look yourself and you'll know."

"No, now is not the time. If I go in, he will recognize me."

"In this case, let me tell you that he is even worse than when you first caught him. Are you satisfied?"

"I'm mentally prepared and guessed it. Then, I'll see how many days he can hold on."

"No, I can't wait for a few days. We need to make a quick decision. The time has been delayed long enough. I can't affect the subsequent work, so I will add some information. Moreover, judging from your physical condition, he
Chapter completed!