"You can shout or cough loudly, but as long as you scare me, the tip of the knife will come out from your Adam's apple. At that time, the cut blood vessel will only flow into your veins because the wound is blocked by the bayonet.
In your throat, if you can endure the pain and swallow, you may be able to live a little longer. If you can't swallow and let the blood flow into your lungs, you will drown in your own blood. But don't worry, it will take about five to ten minutes.
You will be completely suffocated to death. Although the process is very painful, you will definitely die in the end, believe me."
As Wei Ran whispered, Qiu Ermazi, who felt as if the corners of his mouth and the tip of his tongue had been cut, immediately froze and did not dare to move. He could only watch his own blood mixed with saliva, along the spine of the bayonet.
It flowed onto the hand with a strange book and feather tattoo, and finally dripped into the hot water pool and slowly dispersed.
"Very good, it seems you have made a choice. Then I will ask you a few questions. I will ask you to answer them before you can answer them. The sound should not be too loud for people outside to hear, nor can it be too loud for me to hear.
.If you understand and you're ready, move your shoulders."
After being restrained, Qiu Ermazi quickly shrugged his shoulders, and then felt the bayonet in his mouth slowly being withdrawn, and finally put the last section of the tip of the knife on his teeth.
"When answering the question, don't leave your lower teeth from the tip of my knife, so Mr. Qiu, be careful when you speak. Once my bayonet falls from your mouth..."
Wei Ran gave a final reminder, then waited for half a minute, and then asked slowly in the midst of the other party's suffering, "Who is that big guy who followed you in?"
"What is it..." Qiu Ermazi had just said two words, and then he felt the bayonet in his mouth rubbing against his teeth and entering a small part.
"It seems you don't understand. You can only answer after I ask you to answer."
As he spoke, Wei Ran slowly pulled out a small section of the bayonet again. He took advantage of the pause to recall the torture and anti-torture techniques he had learned in the psychology course at Hongqi Forest Farm, and then asked slowly,
"Who is that guy with the big back?"
This time, Qiu Ermazi pressed the tip of the bayonet with his lips, fearing that the sound of his lower teeth hitting the tip of the bayonet driven by his trembling chin would dissatisfy the people behind him, but at the same time he did not dare to make any sound at all.
.
"Very good. It seems that you have learned how to communicate between us now. Now answer my questions!"
"What's the translation?" Qiu Ermazi spoke very fast, but fortunately his voice was not loud.
"Speak slower next time when you answer."
Wei Ran tried his best to find fault with the other party and waited for a full minute before asking again, "Who is that one wearing a loincloth?"
Qiu Ermazi's mentality had unknowingly changed at this time. In addition to fearing that the bayonet in his mouth would pierce his throat, he was also worried about accidentally answering the question.
"Answer the question"
"The reporter of the Japanese... Oni... Japs, the reporter of Tokyo... Tokyo Nichi Shimbun newspaper, his name is... Saburo Fujii."
reporter?
Wei Ran glanced at the still unconscious kid and the translator He who seemed to be the distant cousin of the tea shed owner, and continued to ask patiently, "What is he here for? Just answer him directly."
Qiuji Mazi stammered in reply, "I'm here to report... to report on the military exploits achieved by Commander Kamemoto Division... and to encourage... ah no, little devil! To boost the morale of the little devil. In addition, there are
,Preach...propaganda...the...that...that friendship between China and Japan!"
"How did he find you?"
This time, Wei Ran deliberately waited for a minute, and then said in a long voice in Qiu Ermazi's ear, "Answer -"
Qiu Erpazi, who was holding the tip of the knife with his blood-stained lips, almost went crazy. It wasn't until the lunatic behind him took an exaggerated breath and continued, "Question!"
Qiu Ermazi couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly said the answer he had been holding back for a long time, "My daughter is studying abroad in Tokyo, and she and the reporter's brother are... classmates."
"Answer the following three questions directly. How old is your daughter?"
"It was just 20 last month," Qiu Ermazi quickly replied.
"Does it look good?"
"Okay... not bad"
"Why are there more than 100 chartered ships at Dongguan Pier?"
"Get ready to sweep...I don't know!"
Qiu Er Mazi, who was almost led astray by Wei Ran, quickly changed his words mid-sentence, but then he felt the bayonet on his front teeth move sideways, and instantly cut the boss open along the corner of his mouth. But he didn't.
I didn't dare to scream, but I couldn't stop my involuntary groaning.
"I'll answer after I think about it," Wei Ran said, then slowly moved the bayonet to avoid the wound.
"Prepare... prepare to organize land and water... joint raids." Qiu Ermazi endured the severe pain at the corner of his mouth and gave the answer. Then he felt that the bayonet finally left his mouth.
However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he was pushed into the hot water pool again by the complete lunatic behind him.
While Qiu Ermazi was struggling desperately, Wei Ran did not hesitate to stretch the bayonet in his hand under the neck of He Translation who was lying side by side with him, and then stabbed the bayonet into He Translation's chest from the back of the heart.
It rocked back and forth as if it were in gear. In an instant, a large amount of blood merged into the steaming hot water pool, quickly dyeing the hot water in the pool red.
It wasn't until He Yi stopped struggling that Qiu Ermazi was picked up. He watched helplessly as the slender bayonet was pulled out from He Yi's back, and he slowly rinsed away the remaining blood in the pool, and then
Put it around his neck.
"Let me ask you one last time, why did those ships come?"
"Really...really planning to organize a joint land and water raid?" Qiu Er Mazi had never seen such a lunatic? With a pockmarked face full of tears, he gave the same answer as before.
"time"
"This... I really don't know, Gui... Guiben hasn't made a decision yet!" Before Qiu Ermazi finished speaking, Wei Ran smelled a strong smell of urine.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After hiding slightly to the side, Wei Ran immersed Qiu Er Mazi in the water again and tortured him over and over again. However, he kept asking questions back and forth four or five times.
, but Qiu Ermazi really couldn’t tell the specific time.
Once again, he took Qiu Ermazi out of the hot water pool. Wei Ran let go of the towel he had been holding and stood up and said, "Say something more and I'm interested in exchanging your life. You only have one chance."
Qiu Ermazi glanced at the dying He Translator, gritted his teeth and said, "Then... four of those boats may contain munitions!"
"you sure?"
"I am not sure"
Qiu Ermazi replied with a sad face, "These are all what translator He said last night. He went to Jingu to pick up the reporter a few days ago and saw them accidentally on the boat when he came back. I also drank with him last night, and he accidentally saw them
Said it."
"Then please help me, Mr. Qiu, to ask Translator He if this is true."
After Wei Ran whispered into Qiu Ermazi's ear, he pushed his head into the water again with one hand, and at the same time, the bayonet in the other hand cut the blood vessels in his neck, just like he had just killed.
The translation pierced the back of his mind and stirred him wildly.
Almost at the moment Qiu Ermazi stopped struggling, Wei Ran once again experienced the feeling of his brain shutting down. When the uncomfortable feeling disappeared, although he did feel that there was something extra in his brain, for a moment, he couldn't feel it at all.
I don’t know what skills I have learned.
"Could it be a bath?" Wei Ran muttered to himself, and then looked at the little Japanese reporter who was still unconscious.
The traitor and translator have been killed, so there is no need to keep this little devil.
Wei Ran, who had lost all timidity in a bayonet fight with the Japanese in Tengxian County, did not hesitate at all. He walked up to the naked little Japanese, stretched out his hand and pressed the back of the enemy's neck, and then leaned into the hot water pool. At the same time, another man
Holding the bayonet in one hand, he continued to wipe his neck and bleed.
However, almost as soon as the blade of the bayonet was touching the skin, he inadvertently grabbed the little devil's chin and twisted it hard in a certain direction. With a crisp click, the little devil's head and neck
It presents an angle that normal people can never do.
This action, which was almost a muscle memory, startled Wei Ran himself. After he reacted, he looked down at his hands still soaked in a pool of blood, and finally vaguely realized what the metal book had just taught him.
What skills.
Putting away the bayonet, Wei Ran tried to pick up one of the little Japanese's hands, without thinking about it at all. Driven by muscle memory that seemed to have been practiced countless times, Wei Ran pushed, squeezed, and shook, and in a series of teeth-searing crunches.
Amidst the noise, the devil's elbow, shoulder and even wrist were all dislocated.
Are you afraid that he has learned the bone-setting massage method passed down by Suisui from his grandfather's family? Wei Ran thought about it while restoring the dislocated joints to their original shape.
As if to verify his idea, Wei Ran did not let go of his arm at all, and repeated the action just now, then picked up the other arm, and even pinned the two bow legs and tried it again. In the end, he was still not satisfied.
After restoring all the joints to their original state, he took off the little devil's jaw and reattached it. Then he cut the throat of the little devil's body with a knife and soaked his head in the pool.
"Don't open your eyes if you want to live."
Wei Ran reminded Boss Qiu who was still soaking in the pool, "Now stand up slowly and hold on to the edge of the pool to get out. I will keep an eye on you. If you open your eyes, there is no way you can get out alive."
Boss Qiu, who was trembling with fear from the series of crisp bones just now, quickly closed his little eyes that he had never dared to open, and carefully climbed out of the pool while holding on to the pool, letting Wei Ran push him all the way behind.
Went to the changing room.
"Stand close to the wall"
Wei Ran gently pressed Boss Qiu's face against the wall and whispered a reminder, then took a step back and carefully turned over the clothes of the three people.
After this search, the harvest was not small. In addition to some silver coins and various paper bills, there was also a tortoise box, a horse card player and a flower mouth player. In addition, there was a copper case pocket watch and a gold case.
A pocket watch, and a watch with a leather strap.
Putting these three small items, which were extremely valuable in this era, and the three pistols aside, Wei Ran continued to rummage through the three piles of clothes. When he opened a hard leather satchel, a look of surprise immediately appeared on his face.
