Chapter three hundred and sixty seventh Liu Dashao heart
Zheng Qing's body tied to the pillar also trembled, and his eyes opened slightly, wanting to see how Mr. Liu came up with such a torture method. I want to watch it for free.
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"General, how are you? How about giving it a try?" Young Master Liu leaned over to Zhang Kuang and asked.
Zhang Kuang subconsciously ducked away and looked at Young Master Liu with disdain: "It's true, people who play with force are easy to get along with, while those who play with their brains have dirty minds."
"Dirty? This is called subduing the enemy without fighting. You actually talked about my heart?"
Young Master Liu stretched out his face and looked at Zhang Kuang sitting there angrily, then turned to look at Zhang Kuang's soldiers: "Brothers, do you think my method is dirty?"
Several soldiers immediately raised their heads and looked around. The meaning was quite obvious. If you are not dirty, who else is.
"I still have to deal with matters in the military. I don't have time to wait for him to confess in five days. This method won't work. Think of a faster way."
"A faster way?"
Young Master Liu scratched his neck and held his chin as he wandered around. Mu Ran heard a fart sound coming from Young Master Liu. Crazy and others looked at Young Master Liu hiding away in disgust.
"Yes!"
"You are so fast, are you reliable?"
He looked at Mr. Liu arrogantly and suspiciously.
"You are fast, and your whole family is fast." Young Master Liu started to argue.
Zhang Feng turned his head and looked at Shen Hui beside him: "I just came up with a solution in a blink of an eye. Is this a sudden revelation?"
Shen Hui bit his lower lip and hesitated: "Let's do the math."
Young Master Liu whispered in Zhang Kuang's ear.
Zhang Kuang looked at Young Master Liu in surprise: "That's all?"
"that's it!"
"Zhang Feng."
"exist!"
Zhang Feng looked at Liu Mingzhi in surprise and walked out of the prison door.
After Zhang Feng left, Young Master Liu looked at the Turkic Zheng Qing in front of him with interest. He had no hatred towards the Turks. This could be seen from the fact that he became friends with the Turkic prince Hu Yanyu.
For Liu Mingzhi, who is accustomed to seeing the great integration of ethnic groups in later generations, the people in front of him are just the ancestors of ethnic minorities in later generations. They are all sons and daughters of the Chinese nation, and there is no need to talk about hatred or hatred.
But Liu Mingzhi started to wonder, are the Turks the ancestors of that nation in later generations? It seems that they were killed by Tian Khan Li Shimin and fled to Europe.
Young Master Liu's view this way does not mean that Zhang Kuang and others view it the same way. Nowadays, people who are not our race must have different opinions. Today's Dalong still has a strong hatred towards the grassland peoples of the Turks. This may be due to
Maybe it’s the xenophobic mentality of the Han people.
But that's the limit, everyone is their own master. Liu Mingzhi will never show mercy when we meet on the battlefield in the future. It's a matter of life and death. If you don't die, I will die. After weighing the two, it's better for you to die.
"Zheng Qing, please do it. You will be tortured when Zhang Feng comes back soon. Why don't you just do it obediently?"
"Bah, kill me if you can."
Liu Mingzhi shook his head slightly and looked at Zheng Qing in front of him: "You are a man and I respect you. What is your real name?"
Zheng Qing glanced at Young Master Liu with disdain: "Ashidu, if you really respect me, just give me a treat and don't let their people insult me. No matter what, don't even think about knowing anything from my mouth. Since
If I choose to come to Dalong as a spy, I am already prepared to die."
Liu Mingzhi turned around and forgot to take a look at Zhang Guang, who was playing with the tea cup, and nodded lightly towards Zheng Qing: "Yes, you are indeed a man, but Liu has always valued heroes. Fighting and killing these things are too tacky, Liu
I don’t like that, martial arts review is not as good as literary review.”
Zheng Qing looked at Young Master Liu in confusion: What do you mean? I, Zheng Qing, am not even afraid of death, so why am I afraid of your conspiracy?"
Young Master Liu chuckled: "What do you mean? It doesn't mean anything. I just want to talk to you and let you understand what death is actually a luxury. You will understand it in a while."
"You underestimate me, Zheng Qing. The Turkic warriors are not even afraid of death and are still afraid of your failure to extract a confession through torture."
Zheng Qing looked down upon Liu Dashao's misty words.
Young Master Liu looked at Zheng Qing strangely: "Turkic warrior! Right? Don't talk too much, be careful of your tongue flashing."
Although Zhang Kuang doesn't know what Young Master Liu is going to do, he still wants to know how effective Young Master Liu's method is. Although Liu Mingzhi is a bit of a playboy, he is definitely not someone who is targeting nothing.
Not long after, Zhang Feng walked in with two things in his hand: "Master Hou, my subordinates have found what you want, what should I do?"
Zhang Kuang gestured to Zhang Feng with one side of his head to listen to Young Master Liu's instructions.
Zhang Feng had no choice but to hold up the thing in his hand and look at Young Master Liu aside: "Master Liu, what should we do next?"
Liu Mingzhi looked at the thing in Zhang Feng's hand and smiled softly: "Tie the meat with cotton thread. Tie it tightly so that it doesn't fall off."
Zhang Feng tied the pork in his hands with cotton thread as instructed and looked at Liu Mingzhi in confusion. Can this thing force a confession?
Young Master Liu walked up to Zheng Qing and said, "Turkish warrior, Liu will give you one last chance, do you want to say it or not? Say it happily, Liu will give you a chance to change the criminal law, otherwise don't blame Liu
I’m being merciless.”
Zheng Qing still looked at Liu Mingzhi with disdain and sighed.
Young Master Liu applauded a few times: "Okay, okay, you are really tough. Liu likes people with character. I hope you will not disappoint Liu. Zhang Feng tied cotton thread on his hands and fed him pork."
"Yes, Mr. Liu."
Zhang Feng waved his hand: "Open his mouth!"
Several guards opened Zheng Qing's mouth, poked small pieces of pork with chopsticks and swallowed them.
"Master Liu, what else should we do?"
"What should I do? This warrior is a Turkic man. He eats beef and mutton. How can he eat such a despicable food as pork? How can he use cotton thread to pull the meat out?"
Zheng Qing, who had just swallowed the pork, was pulled out of the pork by Zhang Feng. His body suddenly convulsed, and then there was a continuous sound of retching.
Seeing Zheng Qing's appearance, everyone around him swallowed in discomfort.
Zhang Kuang originally wanted to drink tea, but he put down the teacup in his hand with a disgusted look on his face.
Young Master Liu slapped his nose: "Pick it with chopsticks and feed it to this warrior."
Zhang Feng and others endured nausea and stuffed pork into Zheng Qing's mouth again, and another sound of retching was heard.
Young Master Liu looked at Zheng Qing whose body was convulsing with a slight smile and said softly: "Bring it up again."
Zhang Feng suddenly pulled the cotton thread.
Zheng Qing hung her head feebly and looked at Young Master Liu in fear: "Thief, kill me if you can."
"Be tough, Liu is convinced, come back five more times."
Zhang Feng suppressed the discomfort in his stomach: "Master Liu, isn't this too inhumane?"
Young Master Liu looked at Zhang Feng narrowly: "Humanity? Are you kidding me? What the general wants is the result, not the process."
"Okay."
"Compared to things like whips, clamps, and soldering irons, Liu is more humane. At least Zheng Qing was not hurt."
As for whether you have been mentally traumatized, that is not a matter that Mr. Liu has to manage. At least in Mr. Liu's opinion, this criminal law is more benevolent and righteous than the ten major tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty. Compared with Xiaoxben's
Damn it, I am simply the incarnation of God, although it is a bit torturous.
"General, why don't we go out for a walk? The smell in here is unpleasant."
Zhang Kuang nodded lightly, glanced at Young Master Liu with a strange expression and walked out.
The two of them took a few breaths of fresh air before their expressions softened.
Soon Zhang Feng walked up to the two of them with a pale face and pursed lips: "Here we go."
"Recruited? So quickly? I thought he would be tortured enough for me to think of other punishments."
"He did it on the fourth time."
"General, how should we deal with it?"
"Let's record the confession tomorrow."
"Got the order!"
"General, Master Liu, this is today's dinner, please have a meal."
Zhang Kuang's face turned gloomy: "Take it away, I'm not hungry!"
Young Master Liu also twitched the corner of his mouth: "I'm not too hungry. Let's eat early tomorrow morning."
The foreman of the Huotou Army looked at the two people in confusion and had no choice but to take the tray out.
"General"
"Shut up, you are so dirty." Zhang Kuang smacked his lips and shook his head as he walked out of the tent.
Worri, Mr. Liu looked at Zhang Kuang’s back depressedly, it was obviously you who asked me to think of a way.