The black man's body struggled violently. However, he was held down tightly and there was a rope tied to his body, so he could not break free. Kudo Jiro no longer hesitated and raised the knife, only to hear a burst of tearing from the black man's mouth.
He screamed heartbreakingly, and the blood instantly stained the entire stool red! The little finger of the black man's right hand also fell to the ground.
"Are you going to tell me?" After seeing the big black man scream, Kudo Jiro gritted his teeth and stood firm. He had no intention of giving in or fainting. He was secretly impressed in his heart and couldn't help but remind him again.
"I don't know anything!" The big black man said in a hoarse voice after taking a few breaths of cold air.
"Continue!" Zhuo Yifan just said lightly when he heard the words.
Kudo Jiro was very helpless. Since Zhuo Yifan gave the order, he could only do it. Ten seconds later, the second finger fell to the ground with another burst of screams.[
"You devil! Kill me if you can. Otherwise, I will never let you go!" The black man screamed and roared at Zhuo Yifan. It seemed that he wanted to take away this heart-wrenching pain.
He vented his anger by yelling and insulting Zhuo Yifan.
"It seems you don't even understand the situation. What can I tell you? You've already lost two fingers, why are you still so disobedient?" Zhuo Yifan raised his eyebrows and said sadly.
This time, Kudo Jiro was about to cut off the third finger of the big black man before Zhuo Yifan continued to give orders! The look of fear in the black man's eyes became more intense, and his whole body was trembling, and his breathing was even more intense.
It's so fast that it feels like you can't breathe.
"Wait a minute!" Zhuo Yifan suddenly stretched out his hand to stop Kudo Jiro from taking another action. This made everyone around him puzzled and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief. For Fenghuang and others, although the other party was an enemy, this kind of bloody
It would be better if the scene should not happen as much as possible. But Fenghuang knew that Zhuo Yifan was in a very bad mood today. There was no need to make him unhappy at this time.
"Mr. Zhuo, is there anything wrong?" Kudo Jiro heard this and breathed a sigh of relief and asked quickly.
"This method is no longer useful to him! Take Zhao Zhengming's photo and interrogate other people. If they are unwilling to cooperate, cut off two of their fingers! Since they are so strong-willed, let them hold on.
Okay! I just want to see if everyone is so tough!" Zhuo Yifan said with a sneer.
Kudo Jiro couldn't help but secretly grin when he heard this. If he was dealing with one person, that would be okay. If he had to cut off the fingers of more than twenty people, that would be a bit too cruel, right? Kudo Jiro said that he was a gangster, but with Zhuoyi
By comparison, he can be considered a bad guy!
What he didn't know was that Zhuo Yifan was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger, so he could only take it out on these snakeheads. Otherwise, using his methods to deal with these ordinary people and asking them to talk obediently would just be a waste of time.
If something can only take a few minutes, there is no need to resort to these methods.
"Husband, if you want to know something from their mouths, I have a way. There is no need to go to such trouble!" Qing Yan reminded Zhuo Yifan helplessly at this time. She said this not to sympathize with the plight of the smugglers.
But she felt that doing so would be too much of a waste of time! But she didn't know that Zhuo Yifan just wanted to find a way to vent some of the violence in his heart. He wanted to see how long these people could last with him.
