"Piercing into the heart, the needle tip will open like a lotus, and with the movement of the hand, the heart will be broken bit by bit..."
Holy Prison said with a ferocious smile as he slowly walked in the direction of Jason.
During those years of Zhan Long, this guy had invented many weird gadgets, all of which were used for torture and extorting confessions.
Some are learned from others, and some are developed by oneself.
Anyway, no matter which one they are, they are extremely ferocious, and few people can resist them.
"Don't try to scare me. If you have the ability, just come. I won't let you do this!"
Listening to Holy Prison's words and looking at the ferocious smile on his face, Jason was obviously a little frightened, but his mouth was still stiff and he gritted his teeth and roared at Holy Prison.
"Ha, don't worry, the boss has said that he will fulfill your wish, so you will die today."
"I'm just responsible for making your death more rhythmic."
Holy Prison had already walked in front of Jason, and while fiddling with the soul-locking needle in his hand, he turned his head and glanced at Lu Tianlong.
6 Tianlong nodded slightly, indicating that he could take action.
"start!"
After receiving the order, Holy Prison turned around and shouted in his own mouth.
With a flick of his wrist, the silver needle slowly pierced Jason's heart. The speed was not fast and allowed people to see very clearly.
"Come on, kill me if you can. Don't think that I..."
Jason gritted his teeth and stared at the Holy Prison, looking very manly and distinguished.
Then suddenly I choked, and I felt like my chest was bitten by a mosquito, with a slight pain and a numbing feeling.
He looked down and saw that the silver needle in Holy Prison's hand had begun to slowly pierce into his chest.
The penetration speed of the Holy Prison is still very slow. It looks like the speed of ordinary acupuncture, which makes people feel very real.
"Haha, what kind of bullshit soul-locking needle is this of yours?"
"I don't feel anything at all. Stop being pretentious here. If you can, give me a good time."
After Jason felt it carefully, he found that it was indeed not painful at all, just a little numb and itchy.
He immediately thought that what Holy Prison had just said was just bragging and trying to scare people, so a trace of arrogance flashed across his face and he spoke loudly.
Basong, who was tied next to him, was also a little confused.
Didn't this guy say he would make Jason die in a rhythmic manner? It seems that Jason doesn't feel anything at all now.
Could it be that Lu Tianlong and this guy named Holy Prison are really making a fool of themselves?
"Come to me if you can."
"I'm not afraid of you either. Don't think that such methods can make us surrender."
This guy was so frightened that he became incontinent just now, which naturally made him feel very embarrassed. Now it seemed that Jason was not in any pain, so this guy quickly shouted.
You have to find some face no matter what, right?
"Hey, don't worry, after I finish taking care of him, you will be next."
Hearing Basong shouting next to him, Holy Prison turned his head and said with a ferocious smile.
"Stop pretending, give me something more serious if you can!"
Jason sneered, straightening his spine and looking at the Holy Prison in front of him.
"Don't worry, I forgot to introduce you just now."
Holy Prison turned back to look at him.
"My soul-locking needle really didn't feel anything at first."
"Because, this soul-locking needle mainly exerts force on the heart, so when it first enters your body, the less pain you feel, the better."
"This will make your feelings clearer later."
"Don't pretend to be a man now. When the soul is about to be pulled out later, you will know whether this is rhythm or not."
Holy Prison explained patiently, while the silver needle in his hand was still slowly piercing Jason's chest.
This scene is very interesting.
The rude man in the holy prison who looks like a black tower is holding a small silver needle in his hand, just like a strong man doing embroidery. The scene is a bit funny.
Jason's face was still full of disdain.
In his opinion, this holy prison is just nonsense, does it feel like the soul is being torn apart? I don't...
"alright."
Just when Jason thought of this, Holy Prison suddenly said two words.
The silver needle stopped entering and now reached the very edge of Jason's heart.
Then, before he could speak again, Holy Prison flicked his fingers, and the opportunity on the silver needle was taken out.
He heard a clear popping sound, which came from Jason's chest, and it felt like a flower blooming in an instant.
"Ouch..."
Jason was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly made a miserable sound.
The sound was so loud that even Basong, his accomplice next to him, trembled in fright and turned his head to look at him in disbelief.
"Scream, wait until later, when the rhythm picks up, you will soon run out of energy."
"That feeling of pain but being unable to cry out will be something you will never forget, no, it will make you regret coming into this world..."
Holy Prison had a ferocious smile on his face.
There is movement in my hands again.
He held the silver needle with two fingers and began to twist it gently.
As he said before, a small lotus flower can bloom on the top of this silver needle.
At this time, as the fingers of the Holy Prison were twisting, the silver needle was also turning rapidly. Naturally, the small lotus flower on the top began to swallow Jason's heart bit by bit.
"Each leaf of the eight-leaf lotus is like a sharp knife, cutting into your heart."
"When the eight leaves work together, they become a miniature meat grinder, but what they grind is your heart."
Holy Prison had a ferocious smile on his face.
The silver needle was still pierced into Jason's chest, and nothing abnormal could be seen from the outside. Not even a drop of blood flowed out.
But as he said, the eight-leaf lotus at the top of the silver needle was destroying Jason's heart bit by bit.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."
Jason's entire face was distorted.
The veins on his forehead popped out, as if there were strips of earthworms lying on them.
The pain from his chest spread throughout his entire body.
This kind of pain was not the kind of pain caused by an injury on a daily basis, but more like eight small knives, cutting his heart one by one.
It feels like a toothache, throbbing from time to time.
But it is a hundred times more painful than toothache, no, ten thousand times!
"Brother, are you brave enough to laugh at my soul-locking needle?"
"But don't worry."
The Holy Prison looked at Jason in front of him, his body trembling and shaking rhythmically, and at the same time he was shouting at the bottom of his lungs. The ferocious smile on his face remained unchanged.
"My soul-locking needle has an eight-leaf lotus blooming at the top. It is probably about the size of an ant."
"According to my current speed, it will take about four hours to truly reach the point of death."
"That's right, four hours."
"The toughest guy in my life lasted three and a half hours in my hand. He was a real man."
"In the end, I buried him with my own hands."
"Jason, right? If you can persist for three and a half hours, I will admit that you are a decent man, I will bury you with my own hands, and I will toast you with a glass of wine during holidays."
The Holy Prisoner kept moving his hands while looking at Jason in front of him with a ferocious smile.
It's a pity that Jason probably didn't hear what he said now.
A series of pitiful screams came out of his mouth, and his whole body shook more and more frequently.
The pain in the heart is absolutely incomparable to the pain of a broken arm or a broken leg.
All the pain sensations there can be clearly transmitted to the brain, and the pain is diffused and expanded. This feeling is simply unimaginable.
"It hurts, ow, ow..."
Jason's face was extremely pale, as if it were a blank sheet of paper.
Big beads of sweat rolled down in strings, and I could hardly even utter a complete word.
The only thing he felt now was pain, the kind of pain that felt like his soul was being torn apart, causing his brain to completely lose the ability to think, and he could only scream in agony subconsciously.
A few minutes later, his throat was completely damaged, but he still screamed with his mouth open subconsciously.
A few more minutes passed, and the dry and hoarse voice was almost speechless, and could only play small notes that made people feel creepy.
His body was trembling regularly.
As Holy Prison said before, the current state is indeed very rhythmic.
Unfortunately it doesn't feel good.
Accompanied by terrifying screams.
This guy actually had an incontinence!
"..."
Basong next to him was completely frightened.
He stood aside, and Qin Yan watched his companion accept this perverted torture.
Bassong knew Jason very well and was a decent man.
During daily training or missions, no matter what kind of injury he suffered, no matter how painful it was, this guy never cried out in pain.
He once saw with his own eyes that Jason's little finger was accidentally bitten by a poisonous insect while performing a mission. He almost did not hesitate to take action and cut off his little finger with a knife.
But he didn’t even hum!
He is such a decent man, but now he looks like a human and not like a ghost!
It can be seen how severe the pain he was suffering at this time was.
A few more minutes passed, and Jason seemed to have completely lost consciousness.
But under the movements of Holy Prison, his body was still trembling, and he still had a sense of rhythm.
At the same time, his eyelids rolled up, his mouth instinctively grew, and he made tiny sounds that were extremely terrifying.
On his chest, red dots appeared one after another, densely covering his chest, and then slowly spreading out around him.
"No, no!"
Seeing Jason's appearance, Basong next to him collapsed first.
It had only been ten minutes, but he had already been tortured to the point of going completely crazy.
"What are you calling next to me? I told you that it will be your turn later, so don't be in a hurry."
Holy Prison turned to look at him, said with a ferocious smile.
"No, no, please, give me a happy death, please give me a happy death, please."
"I will obey you no matter what you ask me to do. I just ask you to give me a happy life!"
Basong's spirit was close to a state of madness, his eyes were extremely crazy, and he was shouting at the top of his lungs.
6 Tianlong raised his eyebrows slightly, knowing that his goal was achieved!