Leng Rui was brought into the room again.

"How's it going? Do you want to talk?" He Lianhao asked gloomily.

Leng Rui's expression was dull, as silent as a piece of wood.

"You are still quite strong at such a young age!" He Lianhao said with a smile.

"Leng Rui, as long as you reveal the secret of the Rejuvenation Pill, I can provide you with whatever you need!" He Lianhao took a breath and said gently.

Leng Rui didn't want to speak, and he didn't believe everything that Boss Xue said.

"Okay! Since you don't want to say it, then I'll find a way to make you say it." He Lianhao said expressionlessly.

He raised his hand, and another pill flew into Leng Rui's mouth.

"Remember, if you don't say anything, you will become a fool!" He Lianhao said viciously.

Leng Rui knew that what this guy gave him this time must be extremely vicious medicine.

The elixir tastes a bit bitter and fishy in the mouth, and I don't know what it is made of.

After a few breaths, I felt as if a knife rushed out of my belly and went straight to the soul in my brain.

Almost before Leng Rui could react, a severe headache came over him.

Leng Rui suddenly experienced what is called "severe headache".

It seemed like something was swelling in the head, pressing hard to everywhere in the head. The whole head suddenly became numb, and there was pain everywhere.

There were countless knife-like things, cutting and scratching on his soul. The pain was simply unbearable.

"Ah! Ah!" Leng Rui now held his head in his hands and kept screaming.

"Say?" He Lianhao's voice sounded again.

"I don't know! I really don't know!" Leng Rui's voice was filled with tears.

"Humph! You're still being stubborn!" He Lianhao said angrily.

Leng Rui was in so much pain that he couldn't stand anymore and started to roll on the floor. His clothes were soaked with sweat.

He Lianhao had no expression on his face and looked coldly at Leng Rui, who was rolling on the ground.

The pill he refined is called the Soul-Eating Pill, which is specially used for interrogation. Its function is to continuously attack people's souls, making them miserable and even making them feel worse than death.

Those with a weak will will collapse in just a quarter of an hour, and they will say whatever they ask. Those with a strong will will mostly not survive an hour. Some people will become stupid or crazy after taking medicine, and become useless people.

After Leng Rui's initial severe pain, the mysterious factors in his body began to take effect, constantly decomposing the medicinal properties of the soul-eating pills, like waves of warm spring breeze, gently soothing his injured soul.

Leng Rui felt the pain and quickly took off his shoes, feeling waves of comfort.

He was overjoyed, this mysterious factor was so good, it was almost almighty.

Glancing out of the corner of his eye, he found that Boss Xue was still staring at him fiercely.

Then, something moved in his mind, his screams became louder, and he kept rolling around on the ground.

"I'm not alive anymore!"

"Just let me go!"

"I really don't know anything!"

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The whole room was filled with screams that were cold and inhuman.

He Lianhao was not moved at all and just watched coldly from the side.

He has seen this kind of scene so many times that he has long been accustomed to it and has no sympathy or pity for it.

After shouting for two-quarters of an hour, Leng Rui's voice was hoarse, but his headache had almost disappeared.

He didn't dare to let He Lianhao see it, so he could only pretend to be miserable, but it was too boring to keep rolling on the ground and screaming like this. He might as well make some noise!

"I do not want to live!"

Leng Rui shouted hoarsely, with tears all over his face. He got up with difficulty and stumbled towards the wall.

He knew that Boss Xue and the two men in black were staring at him and would not let him be killed.

"Want to die? It's not that easy!" He Lianhao sneered, raised his hand, and a strong force came, forcefully pulling Leng Rui back from the wall and slamming him to the ground.

"Say! Speak quickly! Otherwise I will hurt you to death!" He Lianhao's voice was cold.

If you can't hit the wall, Leng Rui's drama will have to continue.

"Please spare me! I really don't know!"

Leng Rui cried and shouted and started rolling on the ground again.

"Does he really not know?" He Lianhao began to doubt.

Such huge pain is definitely not something that a child can bear. If he really knew something, he should have said it long ago.

He Lianhao is still very confident in his Soul-Eating Pill.

In previous interrogations, as long as this drug was used, it was more effective than torture, and there were few cases where the drug was not used.

In his impression, there were only two or three who insisted on not confessing, but without exception, they all bit their tongues and committed suicide.

"Drag him out! Watch carefully! Don't let him die!" He Lianhao waved his hand and said.

Without saying a word, two men in black stepped forward, one on each side, and dragged Leng Rui back to the small hut like a dead dog.

Along the way, Leng Rui's miserable howls and cries were heard.

Back at the small hut, Leng Rui gradually weakened his crying. He stopped crying when the two men in black could no longer be heard.

"It's your grandma's fault! Sooner or later, I'm going to be tortured to death!" Leng Rui felt very tired after crying for so long.

He knew in his heart that he had to find a way to save himself. Otherwise, he would never get out of here alive.

I originally wanted to become an immortal, but now it's better. In a few days, I can only go to the underworld to become a ghost immortal.

Leng Rui was a little discouraged. In his current state, there was no way he could get out of this small hut.

The sun is already high in the sky, the temperature is high and a bit hot.

The wind was light and the chirping of insects and birds also stopped.

The entire mountain forest was silent.
Chapter completed!