Chapter 69 (2/2)

“I can promise you, is there any place where I need my help on the Tianchang Festival? After the operation is over, I can send someone to pick you up.”

Luo Fusheng waved his hand. “All I want is for them to catch me, better to kill me.”

Qian Kuohai changed his mind and thought of his intentions. “The Japanese torture room is hell.”

“If I don’t go to hell, whoever goes to hell. I was born in hell, so I think I’ll go home.” Luo Fusheng evoked his standard smirk, and at this juncture he still wanted to joke with him.

“Smelly boy, don’t speak big words.” Qian Kuohai patted him on the shoulder.

Luo Fusheng turned around and shook his arms, leaving him with a handsome back. 】

Luo Cheng asked in confusion as he drove through. “Helper, this bullet is a bit strange.”

Hong Zhengbao smiled comfortedly. “This old money! He and Luo Fusheng have colluded with him. He just abruptly fired his gun to remind me to go, and now he deliberately shot us away, let us go! Go ahead!”

Before Hong Zhengbao’s words fell, Luo Cheng slammed on the brakes, and Hong Zhengbao hit the front seat. “what happened?”

Hong Zhengbao raised his head and looked out, stunned.

Xu Xingcheng slumped back to the Xu mansion, and Hong Lan unexpectedly greeted him and took his arm. “I heard about the Tianchang Festival today on the radio. Uncle Lin, Ruomeng, and Brother Fusheng are okay?”

“Heh. Luo Fusheng is the only one you want to ask, right?” Xu Xingcheng showed a cruel smile on his face. “I’m telling you. He has something, very big. The Japanese torture methods are beyond your imagination.”

The muffled sound of the whip hitting the flesh, echoing in the empty and dark cell, made people tremble.

There was a pool of blood under Luo Fusheng, his clothes hung on his body like rags, his whole body was stained with black blood, and the wound was still bleeding. The hair clings to his face indiscriminately, covering most of his cheeks. He tilted his head weakly to the side, silent. Prior to this, he had already suffered two hours of torture without vomiting a word.

He was awakened by a basin of cold water mixed with salt. The granular salt clung to the wound, mixed with blood and water, into the open flesh and blood. Luo Fusheng was trembling all over. He Yang Zhenwu didn’t know when he came, and sat on the chair in front of him.

“Boss He, I missed you.” Luo Fusheng sneered at him with wet hair on his face.

Before he could finish his words, a guard-looking man next to him stepped forward and kicked his belly hard. His painful body instinctively nestled back, a bloody smell came in his mouth, and he swallowed again.

“Boy, I advise you to speak with respect. If you can answer my questions well, you can still suffer less from the flesh. I promise to make you die happy. Otherwise…” He Yang Zhenwu’s mouth was slain. Smile.

“What do you want me to say? How did those war criminals become dead dogs under my gun?”

He Yang Zhenwu covered his mouth with a handkerchief and smiled, and shook his head. “It seems that you still haven’t figured out how to talk to me. Go on!”

The subordinates picked up the red triangle iron that was burnt on their hands and printed them on Luo Fusheng’s chest.

“Hmm.” He snorted, trying to struggle, his hands and feet clattering on the chains. The icy chain clenched his wrists and ankles.

“His…” There was a scorching smell in the breath, until the red iron block turned into ashes, and then let go. “How? Did you say it? Who are your accomplices? Where are they now? Who planned this assassination?”

Luo Fusheng’s head was on one side, and it took a long time to get over. “only me……”

He Yang Zhenwu frowned dissatisfied. “Do you think our torture instruments are too pediatric? Luo Fusheng, have you heard of Unit 731?”

Someone handed over a syringe, and a light yellow oily substance suspended in the needle tube with the word 731 mixed with a little crystalline powder. The injection of this medicine can cause hallucinations. If the dose is too high, symptoms such as headache, high fever, high nerve sensitivity, and infinite enlargement of the senses will occur. At this time, even if he breathed a little harder into his skin, it could make him feel like he was peeling off a layer of skin. It was the most advanced torture drug of the Japanese army.

The medicine in the needle was slowly pushed into Luo Fusheng’s arm. With the onset of the medicine’s effect, his drowsy mind was suddenly strongly stimulated. He suddenly raised his head and his eyes widened.

Some memories from small to large appear in disarray. The body and soul seem to be split into two parts, the awake half is suspended in the air, and the half that is sinking is deep in the hallucinations, so real hallucinations, as if everything is happening in front of the eyes.

“What did you see? Tell me.” He Yang Zhenwu stepped closer to Luo Fusheng on the torture frame.

“Father… don’t leave me.” His throat was sobbing low, like an abandoned child.

In front of him was the scene where his father fell to the ground and died in front of him.

He Yang Zhenwu knew that the effects of the medicine had begun to affect his central nervous system, so he followed him with a soft tone to coax. “Don’t be afraid. No one will hurt you. As long as you are obedient. Who made you come?”

“Yes…yes…” Lin Ruomeng’s name was already on the tip of his tongue, and he was about to say it. The last trace of clarity that was not lost made Luo Fusheng bite the tip of his tongue. A string of blood beads quickly emerged from the tip of the tongue, and the soul seemed to finally return to its place in the pain, and the eyes were clearer. “I… won’t be fooled by you.”

Knowing that he broke through the control of the drug’s effect, he could not obtain information. He Yang Zhenwu became angry from embarrassment. “You asked for it!”

He Yang Zhenwu drew an inch-long silver needle from the full table of torture instruments, picked up Luo Fusheng’s tied right hand, and looked at his fingers left and right. “What beautiful fingers~ these hands would be so beautiful if they were used to play the piano. What a pity.”

After speaking, his eyes drenched. The silver needle was accurately inserted into Luo Fusheng’s middle finger. With ten fingers connected to the heart, coupled with the effect of the medicine, Luo Fusheng seemed to feel that a sledgehammer fell. He trembled and let out a short scream, his whole body was wet with cold sweat.

Middle finger, index finger, and tail finger one after another. Soon, Luo Fusheng’s ten fingers were filled with poisoned silver needles.

His fingers were blue and purple, his fingertips were bloodstained, and his nails horribly curled up, and blood was gurgling outward from the tiny blood holes, and the blood dripped to the ground along his slender fingers.

Luo Fusheng stubbornly refused to speak again, letting them play around. Crush the silver teeth and swallow them with blood.

He Yang Zhenwu believes in sticks and never hits hard bones constantly. “Keep playing with me! Watch him, don’t let him commit suicide. Luo Fusheng, as long as you confess your accomplices, you don’t need to suffer such torture. I can let you go anytime. Think about it yourself!”

“Come here…” Luo Fu was angry as if going to the air, as if he was about to die at any time.

Excitement appeared in He Yang Zhenwu’s eyes, and he moved his ear closer. I only heard Luo Fusheng say in his ear: “If you are dead, just ask Shirakawa Yoshitami. Haha.” There was an indescribable mockery.

“You!! Do you think I can catch you, really dare not kill you?” He Yang Zhenwu wanted to draw his gun, but was stopped by the people around him. “My lord, no! He was deliberately stimulating you to kill him. Don’t be fooled by him!”

“You can catch me because… I want you to catch it. You are stupid than I thought…” Luo Fusheng drew his trademark smirk with difficulty.