Chapter five hundred and seventy-two unwilling to recruit?
Lu Chengzhou just smiled at Zheng Wenyou's question.
If Zheng Wenyou could be honest with him, why did he let Wen Congsong lurk for so long?
Lu Chengzhou took out his cigarettes out of habit and handed one to Zheng Wenyou. He didn't answer directly, but he actually refused.
Just when Zheng Wenyou was about to speak again, there was a sudden knock on the door outside.
Zheng Wenyou was startled, and when he was about to reach for his gun, Lu Chengzhou had already stood up.
"Don't worry, we are one of our own." Lu Chengzhou turned around and gave Zheng Wenyou a look of affirmation.
After opening the door, it was Chen Bailu and others who came in.
After Chen Bailu, there is Fang Nansheng. He is carrying a large sack. Needless to say, it should contain Wen Congsong.
Walking into the house, Fang Nansheng threw the sack on the ground, and sure enough, there was a "hmm" sound coming from inside.
Wen Congsong, who was originally knocked unconscious, woke up again after being thrown down like this.
"Open it." Lu Chengzhou glanced at the sack and said.
Since Guan Mingpeng's death, Fang Nansheng has gradually emerged in the action team.
Fang Nansheng's identity is different from Guan Mingpeng. He was marked by Tian Nanchen in the first place.
Last time Xie Weihan left Haigu, Fang Nansheng also participated.
Lu Chengzhou would also let him participate in any important actions of the action team.
If you show your face a few times, you will naturally be reused.
Now Fang Nansheng is Chen Bailu's important assistant. If nothing else happens, Fang Nansheng will become the deputy leader of the action team when the time is right.
With Lu Chengzhou watching over him, Fang Nansheng won't have to wait too long to serve as deputy team leader.
Wen Congsong was tied up like a rice dumpling, with a rag stuffed in his mouth. After he was released, he looked around in horror.
He was kidnapped at home. At first he thought he was being robbed.
The kidnapper tied himself up and put him in a sack, thinking he was going to kidnap someone.
At that time, Wen Congsong was still thinking that he had little money, so how much money could he get by tying himself up?
Before being knocked unconscious, he heard a sentence, "Send it to the station master."
It was these words that scared him out of his wits.
Lu Chengzhou used Zheng Wenyou's flashlight to shine on Wen Congsong's face.
This was a frightened and cunning face. Obviously, Wen Congsong already knew who had captured him.
Lu Chengzhou suddenly squatted down and touched Wen Congsong's tied hands behind his back.
At the same time, I took off his clothes and looked at his shoulders.
Finally, Lu Chengzhou took a flashlight and shined it into Wen Congsong's eyes for a few minutes. After seeing Wen Congsong close his eyes, he reached out and took the cloth that fell into his mouth.
"Have you ever been a soldier?" Lu Chengzhou asked.
Just now he touched Wen Congsong's palm and could feel a layer of calluses that was about to deteriorate.
This thing cannot be retreated if you want to. Anyone who has carried a gun and fought in a battle will have calluses on their palms.
Wen Congsong's body trembled obviously, but he still did not open his eyes.
"There are no torture instruments here, but I want to torture you. Chen Bailu, go and peel some bamboo sticks, and let Mr. Wen taste the feeling of nailing bamboo sticks on your fingers later." Lu Chengzhou said slowly.
Those who are traitors will not be too strong-willed.
Either they are afraid of death or they love money. For these people, there is often no need to torture them. Just scare them a few words to get them to confess.
Sure enough, when Wen Congsong heard that he was going to nail his fingers with bamboo sticks, his eyes immediately opened.
"Speak earlier to avoid suffering." When Zheng Wenyou saw Wen Congsong, he really wanted to kick him in the feet.
The reason why I haven't been able to return to the army for so long is because of Wen Congsong.
Putting himself in his shoes, he can also understand what the headquarters is doing.
How does a person who can't even distinguish between Japanese spies have the qualifications to return to the military and blatantly talk about holding important positions? It's simply a joke.
"Mr. Zheng, what do you want me to say? I'm confused." Wen Congsong heard Zheng Wenyou's voice, and then realized that Zheng Wenyou was there, and said with a wry smile.
He knew that the only one who could save him was Zheng Wenyou.
"ah!"
Wen Congsong suddenly felt that his finger was stepped on, and he felt huge pain instantly.
"I said, I said." Wen Congsong shouted.
"Don't make too much noise." Lu Chengzhou's foot crushed his fingers back and forth several times, then he suddenly raised his foot and kicked him hard in the face, saying coldly.
This was the first time Lu Chengzhou tortured an enemy in front of his men.
Chen Bailu and Zheng Wenyou were better off, but Zeng Zilian was surprised and looked at Lu Chengzhou carefully.
"I did serve as a soldier. I served in the Northeastern Army for two years." Wen Congsong said quickly after being kicked to the ground.
"The feeling just now was unpleasant, wasn't it? What will it be like when the bamboo stick is nailed into your finger?" Lu Chengzhou squatted in front of Wen Congsong and said with a sneer.
"Sir, what I said is true. If you don't believe me, you can ask Mr. Zheng." Wen Congsong turned his face away. He didn't want to hear Lu Chengzhou's voice.
"How dare you quibble! Well, I'll give you a chance to talk about Miao Guangyuan." Lu Chengzhou suddenly stood up, took out a cigarette, lit a match, lit the cigarette, and threw the burning match towards
Wen Congsong fell right on his face.
Wen Congsong shook his head violently and threw the match away from his face.
"Webmaster, the bamboo skewers are ready." Chen Bailu suddenly brought out a sharpened bamboo skewer, which he made temporarily with chopsticks. Although it was not a real bamboo skewer, the effect was the same.
"Gag your mouth first." Lu Chengzhou pointed at Wen Congsong and said.
Wen Congsong wanted to recruit, but he was unwilling to give in. He hoped that he could persevere to the end and eventually win Zheng Wenyou's trust.
This morning, he also met with Miao Guangyuan.
Wen Congsong told Miao Guangyuan that he had completely won Zheng Wenyou's trust.
Zheng Wenyou is waiting for news from Chongqing. Once Chongqing calls, Zheng Wenyou may serve as the stationmaster of Haigu Station of Military Command.
Miao Guangyuan was very happy after hearing this. He told Wen Congsong that if he could take down the Haigu Station, he would be rewarded 100,000 yuan and sent abroad to enjoy himself.
You know, one hundred thousand yuan is enough for Wen Cong and Matsushita to live comfortably for half his life.
When the first bamboo stick was nailed into the middle finger of his right hand, Wen Congsong knew that he had made a mistake.
The so-called ten-heart-to-heart connection means that the fingers have the most abundant nerve endings, and all pain will be accurately transmitted to the brain.
As the bamboo stick was slowly driven into his finger, Wen Congsong's whole body twitched in pain, and large drops of sweat dripped from his face.
When the second bamboo stick was driven into his ring finger, Wen Congsong had already passed out from the pain.
However, a scoop of cold water made him wake up quickly.
In such weather, even lying on the ground felt freezing, and being poured cold water on it could be called torture.
When Chen Bailu was about to nail the third bamboo stick, Wen Congsong, who had woken up, suddenly shouted violently, making a "wuwu" sound from his mouth, and at the same time stared blankly at Lu Chengzhou.
"You want to say it?" Lu Chengzhou asked.
Wen Congsong's head kept lighting up like a chicken pecking at rice...
