In the small room, Fang Hao sat casually aside and looked at the middle-aged man with a cold expression.
Wen Xiao very conscientiously projected the picture of the micro projector on the wall, and introduced the various tortures in a cold voice.
Because the tone is very indifferent, it seems that what is being introduced is not torture, but just describing an ordinary thing. However, when ordinary people see the ferocious, bloody and terrifying scenes on the wall, they will definitely have a strong psychological shadow. Coupled with Wen Xiao's indifferent tone, it is even more disturbing.
People are afraid.
But when Fang Hao saw the middle-aged man not blinking, looking at the pictures on the wall with a calm expression, it felt as if he was not watching torture, but a very light family ethics drama, with a meticulous and calm expression.
exception.
When Fang Hao saw this, he threw away his cigarette butt, clapped his hands and stood up and said to Wen Xiao: "No introduction is needed."
Wen Xiao stopped immediately, put away the micro projector, folded his hands in front of his chest, and stood aside calmly.
The middle-aged man showed a slight smile and looked at Fang Hao: "Since you are Fang Hao, then I have no hope of survival. No matter what, I will die, so it's not a big deal."
"Then what if I can let you go?" Fang Hao suddenly looked at the middle-aged man with calm eyes.
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, but then he laughed: "Do you think I am a three-year-old child?"
"Well, I won't lie to a dying person anymore. Do you have any last words?" Fang Hao sighed in his heart, this guy is not easy to deal with.
Seeing Fang Hao's sudden candid expression, the middle-aged man seemed to know that he was doomed. He sighed and said, "What's the point? After I die, I won't care about the flood."
"Okay, having this kind of consciousness and being able to face life and death calmly has surpassed most people in the world. But how to die is a science. I don't care whether you are really not afraid of torture or whether you are fake.
In short, you are definitely dead when you die, but I will help you choose the way to die." Fang Hao spoke, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a strange arc.
The middle-aged man smiled coldly: "I can die calmly. No matter how I die, it will be death."
"Really? Then Wen Xiao, what do you think can make him die the most painful death?" Fang Hao turned his head slightly and asked Wen Xiao.
Wen Xiao glanced at Fang Hao coldly and said indifferently: "Those tortures are unrealistic. We don't have the tools, but boss, do you still remember the enemy who was dislodged by a rhinoceros in the African jungle?"
Fang Hao's eyes lit up after hearing this: "Remember, the enemy's stomach was broken by a rhinoceros, and his intestines were left out. The enemy didn't want to die, so he tried his best to stuff his intestines into his stomach. As a result, his intestines were too slippery, so he didn't care.
No matter how hard he stuffed it, it would always come out, and until he died, he didn't even get his intestines back."
"Yes, I admire that guy's vitality, because he lasted almost a day before dying, which is considered a miracle." Wen Xiao nodded, showing a look of admiration.
Fang Hao smiled calmly: "It's not that simple. The enemy wore a very aggressive hemostatic ointment and smeared it on the wound, so that he would not bleed too fast and die. This way he could last for a day, otherwise he would have died long ago.
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Listening to the two people talking quietly, the middle-aged man's pupils shrank slightly, but his face remained calm, but his body was slightly stiff.
Fang Hao glanced at the middle-aged man from the corner of his eye and said calmly: "He is very lucky. He can even see his belly and belly. Many people can't even see what their belly and belly look like.
It’s just that we don’t seem to have any hemostatic cream.”
"It doesn't matter, I have a way to stop the bleeding, which is stronger than hemostatic ointment." Wen Xiao's voice was still indifferent.
The conversation between the two was quite cold-blooded, but their expressions were calm, as if they were just talking about a trivial matter, so calm and natural.
After hearing this, the middle-aged man became a little nervous unconsciously. However, when he noticed the gazes of Fang Hao and Wen Xiao, the middle-aged man's expression immediately became extremely calm.
Although the middle-aged man's expression changed quickly, Fang Hao and Wen Xiao immediately looked at each other and smiled. Fang Hao turned to look at the middle-aged man and smiled faintly: "Bit, pretending to be disgusting with everything.
No one is really not afraid of death, not even me. If you are willing to cooperate, I will let you go. If you are unwilling to cooperate and do not want to be tortured, I will give you a warning and bite your tongue to commit suicide.
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Speaking of this, Fang Hao suddenly showed a sad expression: "Hey, I am still so soft-hearted!"
"Boss, you are really soft-hearted. Just follow my words and just shave it off. I haven't done it myself for a long time." Wen Xiao licked her lips lightly, showing a bloodthirsty look.
The two of them stared at the middle-aged man with eager eyes. At this moment, the middle-aged man's face was no longer calm. Fang Hao was right. No one can really face death calmly, except for the kind of people who have no worries and don't want to live.
And this messenger of Xingtian seems to have a high status in the Xingtian organization. Women, money, and power are all in short supply. How can such a person be free from worries and face death calmly?
This is almost impossible, and if this guy really regards death as his own, he might as well just bite his tongue and commit suicide. Why is he still waiting here to be tortured to death by Fang Hao and the others?
But the middle-aged man bit his lip, glanced at Fang Hao, seemed to have made up his mind, and asked: "I cooperate with you, are you really willing to let me go?"
"I promise." Fang Hao said without hesitation.
"How can you guarantee that?"
"I know you don't believe it, so let me tell you, your cooperation with me is not just about you telling me everything I want to know, but also helping us do things and exploring a lot of information about Xingtian's organization, so not only will you not
Even if you die, you will still be protected by us, you can think about it yourself." After Fang Hao finished speaking, he sat down, picked up his phone, and was reading some news.
After a while, the middle-aged man sighed and said, "It's too stuffy here. I want to go out and get some fresh air."
"Okay, take it away." Fang Hao took the lead and walked out.
Wen Xiao walked behind with the middle-aged man.
Fang Hao took the lead to go out and gave a few instructions to Guishou and the SB trio outside the door. Then the four of them turned around and left in a hurry, with inexplicable excitement on their faces.
The stronghold of this secret group is a private house, but it is in disrepair and is very dilapidated. However, there is a yard outside, and there is a set of stone tables and benches in the yard.
As soon as Wen Xiao and the middle-aged man came out, they looked at Wen Xiao awkwardly and said, "Miss, I have something to trouble you."
"What?" Wen Xiao asked coldly.
"I want to pee."
"Just spread it here." Wen Xiao seemed to be afraid of the middle-aged man playing tricks, so she said directly. (To be continued)