Chapter 665 Dropping wax that does not conform to violent aesthetics
Chapter 665: Dripping wax that does not conform to the aesthetics of violence
Hagen slowly woke up from his coma.
Because the medicine was too strong, his mind was still stirring like a big pot of paste. When he opened his eyes, he only saw a hazy scene in his eyes. His brain was still unable to think, and he still couldn't figure out what happened.
What happened.
He just looked at Lorraine in confusion. After a while, his dilated pupils slowly narrowed, and his eyes gradually regained their vitality.
His eyes rolled around wildly at first, and finally he saw the rope tied to his body, and he was suddenly shocked. He straightened his waist and wanted to sit up. As soon as he raised his head a little, he lay down on the ground again with a thud.
He opened his eyes full of anger and looked at Lorraine angrily. His mouth kept making noises and his body kept struggling and twisting, like a fish being thrown ashore.
Lorraine smiled, then picked up the eating knife nearby, waved it in front of Hagen's eyes, then slowly moved it towards him, pressed it against his chest, and whispered: "Don't move."
But then he found that Hagen ignored his warning and was still struggling hard. He frowned while browsing, and then used force on his hands.
He could feel the sharp blade piercing Hegen's clothes, pressing against his skin, and pushing in about three-thirds of the way.
Just a thin line will pierce the skin.
Then Lorraine's hand holding the knife stopped there steadily.
Hagen made two strong "wuwu" sounds and stared closely at the knife on his chest. At this moment, Hagen found that Lorraine's hand was unusually stable and resolute. If he continued to struggle, the ruffian would really kill him.
He stabbed himself in the body with a knife.
Although as a man, he had often stabbed men and women in the past, acted arrogantly and thought he was fearless, but when such things really happened to him, he would always behave honestly.
Even though it was just a table knife, General Hagen knew very well how much damage it could cause when inserted into his chest.
He was shocked again and stopped in a hurry. He kept mumbling and his eyes showed a look of begging.
Seeing General Hegen's expression at this moment, Lorraine immediately smiled again and said, "That's so good. Come on, sir, I'll smile first."
As he spoke, he moved the cold table knife to Hagen's face and pointed at his nose.
Hagen glanced at the knife. He had never found a table knife to be so sharp. It had a strong cold aura, and Hagen began to sweat on his nervous nose.
He smiled with difficulty at that moment.
Lorraine bared her teeth and said with a smile: "I will untie it for you now, but you must not scream~"
His tone was extremely frivolous, like a gangster teasing a decent woman.
As Lorraine spoke, she forcefully pulled out the piece of rag from Hagen's mouth and said, "I think you also know that my hands will be faster than your throat."
While Hagen looked at Lorraine coldly, he closed his mouth twice hard and flexed the muscles in his mouth. He was thinking about whether to yell at the assassin twice, but he looked at the meal that was always gesticulating on his neck.
Dao, Hagen quickly gave up this idea temporarily, and then said: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"
Lorraine turned the knife in his hand, and then said slowly: "Excuse me, let me introduce myself first. I am the senior colonel intelligence officer of the Sixth Division of the External Military Intelligence Department of the Holy See of Light, code name 007, James..., Bang
De, you can call me Brother Abang."
The pupils of Hagen's eyes immediately shrank, and he couldn't help but show a frightened expression.
Although he had never heard of the intelligence department of the Holy See, the other party's words at this time also showed that this ruffian had bad intentions and that he was being targeted by the Holy See of Light.
General Hagen felt bitter in his heart and cursed secretly: Why is he so unlucky?
Due to the thousand-year hatred between the Holy See and the Semitic people, the last fight between the two sides was so bloody that everyone spared no effort to smear each other, and they all started from childhood. How could it be bloody and cruel, and how could it arouse everyone's anger?
Indignation and hatred of the same enemy can be used as propaganda.
In the propaganda of the Holy See, the demons are all bloodthirsty executioners. The men are all perverts, and the women are even more perverted. Wherever they go, there are piles of corpses, towers of skulls, etc.
Wait for these.
However, in Semitic propaganda, humans are not good birds either. They kill people, set fires, rob and rape women, and do bad things. They rob the Semitic people’s land arrogantly and unreasonably, and want to exterminate the Semitic people.
The Holy See of Light is also the source of all evil. They instigated and led the invasion and massacre of the Semitic people. Of course, in the end, at the most critical moment, our heroic and wise high priest saved us. Without a high priest,
There is no such thing as our Semitic people today.
Now the most ruthless and cruel intelligence agency in the source of all evil has targeted him. It feels like he is being targeted by a poisonous snake. He doesn't know when it will deliver a sharp and fatal blow from the grass.
When the United States defeated Silly Big Wood, experts in front of the station all predicted that what awaited the American Silly Soldiers would be a hard battle. As a result, Sha Big Mu's younger brothers were defeated in the first battle, or even collapsed without a fight. In the end, Sha Big Mu only had to fight.
He was able to hide in a sweet potato cellar, and was picked up like a dog by the Americans, and then hung to death with a small rope. His death was so miserable.
The reason for this to a large extent is that the American devils knew the e-mail addresses of the double bonus sticks under Sha Damu before the war, and kept sending them small advertisements.
For example, we have discounts and price reductions here, and you will be rewarded 5,000 for surrendering, and 10,000 for selling your comrades, and you don’t have to pay taxes.
The subtext is that I know where your home is. Remember to lock the door when you go to bed at night. Even if you lock the door, it is useless, even if you use a Chinese three-ring lock.
In this way, when those red stick thugs start a war, they must first consider their own families and leave a way out. Naturally, they are not willing to deal harshly with the American devils. When Master Wang arrives,
There were even rumors that before the war started, Siludamu's generals were already discussing with the CIA how much their boss would pay per pound.
When Hagen thought of this, his lips trembled a few times. He thought to himself: I'm afraid my life will be lost today. Then he forced himself to calm down and said, "What on earth do you want to do?"
Lorraine smiled and said: "Well, since you are so cooperative, I won't make it difficult for you. Tell me, where are the confidential drawings of the war fortress hidden?"
Hagen's whole body trembled.
The secret blueprint of this war fortress is the top secret of the Semitic people, and it is the ultimate weapon for the Semitic people to win the war. Even if one word is leaked, the nine tribes will be destroyed.
And the other party wants this thing with just one mouthful, which is driving the person to death~!
A sharp look suddenly flashed in his eyes, and then he took a deep breath and was about to speak loudly.
Lorraine sneered, and immediately pointed the tip of the knife against his lips, and then applied a slight force. As long as he dared to open his mouth and speak loudly, the knife would immediately penetrate him.
Hagen was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the cook opposite him would take action so quickly. He could only make a vague sound from his lips and said: "This can't be done~!"
Lorraine didn't expect that this general was so ignorant of practical matters. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then sighed: "You really let me down. I thought this could be done."
Hagen just sneered in a low voice at the moment, and then looked at Lorraine sideways, with an unyielding look on his face.
Lorraine thought for a moment, then picked up the fork next to her, tried the sharp teeth on it, and said, "You know? I think what you said makes some sense."
Hagen was stunned, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart. He said, "What are you talking about?"
Lorraine looked into his eyes with a smile and said word for word: "Men should be more ruthless."
Hagen paused.
Lorraine looked at Hagen with a smile and said leisurely: "In our intelligence department, there are a total of 373 tortures that can make a person tell the truth. Even if the necromancer falls into our hands, he will still be tortured."
Will confess truthfully.
It’s just that I always thought it was too bloody and not aesthetically pleasing at all, so I’ve never used it.”
He paused, looked at Hagen's eyes carefully, and said: "However, since you said it, men should be more ruthless. Only in this way can they prosper. In order to complete the task, I plan to accept your advice."
Hagen felt bitter at the moment and opened his mouth, but no sound came out. Looking at his expression, he wanted to hit his forehead hard against the wall.
Lorraine waved her right hand and inserted the fork into his leg.
Hegen was in severe pain and was about to open his mouth and scream.
Lorraine had quick eyesight and quick hands. When he opened his mouth, he had already covered his mouth tightly with a rag.
Heigen was in so much pain that he could only scream, his whole body was shaking, his face was deformed and distorted, and sweat mixed with tears and snot flowed down his face.
After a while, Lorraine finally let go of the fork.
He looked at the wound, the blood had slowly soaked out, and said immediately: "Tell me, where are the confidential drawings? Don't blame me, you said, men must be more ruthless. I want to see it too
, how many criminal laws can you survive? Oh, by the way, this is just the simplest one."
As he spoke, he bared his teeth, smiled again, and said: "Today's night is still long, and we have plenty of time. Our highest record is that a guy endured more than 60 tortures. Let's see if you can break the record."
Hagen looked at Lorraine's innocent smile and cursed in his heart: This damn shameless person actually made such a lame excuse~!
But he also knew that if he shouted a warning loudly, the ruffian would definitely kill him with a knife first.
Lorraine reached out and picked up the knife, pointed at his nose, and then said, "Tell me, where are the confidential drawings?"
Hagen remained silent, clenching his teeth and holding on.
Lorraine sighed and said, "Why bother? No matter what, you will eventually fail to survive the torture and confess. It's just that you will end up with countless wounds and even dozens of fractures on your body.
But what do you gain by being so loyal?
Necromancers never look at actions, only the results.
They will not let you go just because you confessed after you were tortured. They will still kill your entire family and kill the nine clans.
We might as well keep it simple. Tell me now and I let you go. Maybe you can run away with your family before the necromancers find out and escape their pursuit. After all, it's better than death.
good."
After hearing this, Hagen was silent for a moment, and the expression in his eyes kept changing. Apparently Lorraine's words spoke to his heart. Hagen was used to living a life of luxury and good food, and Hagen was actually very afraid of death now.
Lorraine sighed, then picked up the candlestick next to her, looked at the hot lamp oil that was burned by the flames, then looked at Hagen and smiled strangely, and said: "Although I always like to play with beautiful women and drop candles. You are a big man
A man's is not in line with my violent aesthetics, but I can't help it, who asked me to do this, and now I can only do it reluctantly."
As he spoke, he sighed again and again.
Hagen looked at the oil lamp moving forward, with a look of fear on his face.
This is very different from the fun low-temperature candles.
After burning for a long time, it will be extremely hot inside. If it drips on the body, at least one big bubble will form.
Moreover, looking at the scumbag Lorraine, he kept looking at a certain aspect of himself with malicious intent, and slowly moved the oil lamp over.
Hagen looked at it and was so nervous that he couldn't help but take a deep breath. His chest kept rising and falling.
Lorraine looked at it and said warmly: "Say it, say it. Say it quickly. As long as you say it, everything will be liberated..."
As he spoke, he hung the oil lamp over Hagen in some direction, and then stared at Hagen maliciously.
Hagen's eyes were fixed on the oil lamp, sweat dripping from his forehead.
He knew, however, that as long as Lorraine flipped it over, a certain aspect of himself would turn into a familiar snake. In the future, he could only be a eunuch.
But he still gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.
Lorraine gave a thumbs up and praised: "You have the guts, but you can't tell. I would rather be a eunuch myself than reveal other people's secrets. What an excellent bitch."
As he spoke, he slowly overturned the oil lamp in his hand. The other hand was already ready. As soon as the oil lamp fell, he would immediately reach out and cover his mouth with a rag to prevent him from screaming loudly to the guards outside.
arrive.
Hagen's pupils shrank to the size of a pinhead, staring at the grease in the oil lamp. Seeing that the horizontal plane was about to cross the side of the lamp bowl, he suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "Wait a minute~!"
Lorraine shook her hand, and several drops of lamp oil immediately fell down and landed on Heigen's body. Soon it soaked through her clothes and stuck to her skin.
Hagen immediately screamed in pain, but Lorraine's quick eyesight and quick hands covered his mouth.
Heigen was so burned by the lamp oil that he was jumping like a fish that was about to die. His face kept twitching, but because his mouth was tightly blocked, he could only make a series of moaning sounds.
After a while, the burning pain of the burn dissipated, and Heigen gradually calmed down, breaking into a cold sweat from the pain.
He looked at the oil lamp with a fearful expression. You must know that it was just dripping on his leg, and it was already so painful that he would collapse. If it really dripped on something, or even just dripped on his leg for a minute, he would
I will definitely give everything.
Lorraine looked at his face and said, "Sorry, you should have said it earlier. How about we do it again?"
As he spoke, he looked at him slightly apologetically.
Hagen didn't say much. He let out a couple of grunts and shook his head vigorously, causing Lorraine to loosen the rag covering his mouth.
He took a long breath, was silent for a while, and then said: "You promise not to kill me?"
Lorraine smiled and stretched out her hand and said: "No, no, no, how could I kill you? I am an intelligence agent, not a killer, and as soon as I kill you, I will be exposed.
The necromancers will definitely send heavy troops to investigate the truth. By then, won't it be me who is unlucky? This is your chassis, and it will be very troublesome for me to run. You must know that the security here is really not good.
How could I do something so stupid?"
Hagen looked at him with disbelief.
Lorraine continued: "I will not kill you, but I will point you to a clear path so that you can get rid of the guilt."
Hagen snorted coldly and said, "How can you be so good?"
Lorraine sighed: "Unlike you, I have a very kind heart and I have never seen others suffer. Although you keep saying that men must be cruel, I find that I still can't do it.
Alas~!
Why am I so kind? I must change my ways in the future. Otherwise, I will definitely suffer a loss in society."
Hagen lowered his head and looked at the fork on his left leg, and then at the part of his right leg that was burned by the hot lamp oil. He was speechless for a moment. He cursed in his heart: This damn hypocrite~!
He pointed at the roof and said, "The map of the war fortress is hidden on it."
Lorraine paused for a moment, then looked up at the dark roof. Then she turned around and glanced at Hagen in surprise, saying: "What on earth do you bastards think? You can actually think of taking advantage of ordinary people.
He has a blind spot in his thinking and hid the map on the roof. He is indeed a genius."
Hagen smiled sadly and said: "What's the point? We are just following the confidential instructions of the Dark Council, there is nothing strange about it."
Lorraine looked at it, then reached out and moved a table, pulled it under the beam, then jumped on it, and then reached out to touch it.
But suddenly she saw a hint of joy flashing in the corner of Hagen's eyes. Lorraine was startled and retracted her hand.
He raised the oil lamp and looked at it carefully for a long time. Only then did he realize that there was indeed a small iron box on the beam, but there was an extremely thin wire tied next to the box.
Behind the line, there is a small crossbow, and looking at the dark arrow, it is obvious that it is still poisonous.
As long as the person holding the box fails to scoop it up, the short crossbow will be fired immediately, and the person who comes next will be shot through.
Lorraine couldn't help but smile slightly. He was afraid that there would be other mechanisms here, so he pulled a chair from the side and threw it towards the box.
Immediately, there was a "whoosh" sound from the crossbow, and a tailless crossbow arrow had been shot out and nailed to the wall opposite.
Immediately afterwards, the small iron box also fell from the beam, fell to the ground, and made a soft "clang" sound. Then it turned over on the ground and opened it by itself.
Lorraine discovered that her stabbing had an unexpected benefit. In the box, a venomous snake with spots all over its body stuck out its tongue and swam away angrily.
If it hadn't been for this moment, if I opened the box later, I might have been bitten by the poisonous snake on my hand, and eventually died from the poison.
When Hagen saw that Lorraine had cracked all his mechanisms, his face turned pale, he let out a long sigh, and then became dejected without saying a word.
Lorraine didn't give up, stood aside, and then gently pulled the box twice with the wooden leg of the chair, turning the box over.
I saw that the boxes were all filled with various drawings, with proportions and even ingredients clearly marked on them.
Lorraine looked at the documents and hesitated for a moment. She was very suspicious. Judging from the meticulous anti-theft design just now, were these documents stained with poison?
Finally, just to be on the safe side, he carefully took off a cloak from the hanger on one side and wrapped all the documents in a roll.
Hagen looked at it with disdain on his face and said: "Don't worry, these are all non-toxic. After all, we need to use them every day. If they are contaminated with poison, they will have an attack long ago. I will help
I'm sorry for you..."
Seeing how rude he was, Lorraine took out a piece of paper from his cloak and rubbed it in front of Hagen's mouth several times.
Hagen was furious. He puffed several times and said, "What are you doing?"
Lorraine looked at him and said matter-of-factly: "You said it was not poisonous, so I put it in your mouth and tried it."
Hagen looked at him coldly and said, "Are you satisfied now?"
Lorraine sighed and said, "I will only be satisfied if you are poisoned."
Hagen snorted coldly, then changed the topic and said: "Stop talking nonsense, tell me now, how can I get rid of the guilt?"
Lorraine looked at him and found that Hagen did not show any signs of poisoning, and she bared her teeth in embarrassment.
He put the drawings away and stuck them in his waist, and then said: "Why are you so stupid? Did I say that I must let you live?"
Hagen hesitated and hissed: "We are all nobles, we must keep our word."
Regardless of whether it was through trickery or coercion or inducement, no matter what, he has now sold these secret blueprints to Lorraine and the Holy See. This is tantamount to betrayal and surrender to the enemy and becoming a shameful traitor.
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This pirate ship is easy to get on, but it is difficult to get off.
Those necromancers wouldn't care about the reason why he rebelled. If they found out, they would definitely raise their butcher's knives and kill his nine tribes in order to make a warning to others.
Lorraine smiled and said: "I was just joking. Now that you have given me the thing, it means you have proved your loyalty to the Holy See. We treat a promising spy like you... uh, bah, bah, bah, we treat you like this."
It’s too late to train promising intelligence personnel, so why would I be willing to kill you casually?”
Hagen looked at him coldly and said nothing.
Lorraine sighed: "It's easy to destroy corpses and eliminate traces. For example, in order to complete the great cause of the Semitic tribe, you are looking at the blueprints day and night. You are so angry that you wish you could go there tomorrow and conquer the Holy Light Continent.
When my heart was ups and downs, I accidentally set the map on fire and burned down the whole house.
Or maybe the damn workers in the construction site started a riot and caused a fire in their haste.
Although General Hagen's command was steady and orderly, and suppressed the riot, he suffered heavy losses, and even his own house was burned down. However, regardless of his own personal gains and losses, General Hagen still commanded without hesitation.
The soldiers suppressed the rioters."
Hagen looked at him coldly and said: "The second one of your stories is pretty reliable, but how could those workers riot?"