If it wasn't useful to save the other party's life, his gun had already aimed at Borg's head a few hours ago.
"Say no!"
Wang Qiang's angry shout sounded.
At the same time, his fingers worked hard again.
Borg's face finally became a little rosy.
But his brows did not wrinkle.
As for talking, that's even more impossible.
This kind of torture method that stays at the flesh and blood stage obviously has no effect on people like Borg.
Fang Ze knew that the other party was a tough nut to crack.
"People's willpower has an upper limit."
"Do you agree?"
After a cigarette was over, Fang Ze suddenly spoke.
Hearing these words, Borg's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Fang Ze.
Wang Qiang also let go of his right hand.
Fang Ze continued: "I know, you should have received professional training and experienced many things."
"It's useless to force you to ask."
"You are not afraid of death.
I'm not afraid of ordinary punishment."
"But the human spirit cannot be completely indestructible."
"I have many ways for you to enjoy.
"Borg, are we really going to do this"
Fang Ze did not use interrogation methods, nor did he ask about the other party's previous criminal records.
None of this works for Borg.
Hearing Fang Ze's words, Borg's face was cold: "What do you want?"
Fang Ze paced back and forth, and said slowly: "I am communicating with you calmly."
"And let you know, don't think I'm easy to mess with."
Borg was noncommittal.
On the surface, the guy in front of him is a young man in his mid-twenties.
If it wasn't because of being arrested, or because of the identity of the other party, it could even be described as gentle and elegant.
But Borg knew very well that the other party was by no means a mild-mannered person.
When it gets hotter, I'm afraid it will exceed his imagination.
Fang Ze walked for a while, then stopped
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Said: "Borg, you are from China, you have a standard Chinese accent, you didn't learn it the day after tomorrow."
"Then you should have a certain understanding of our Chinese culture, right?"
Borg frowned: "What are you trying to say?"
Fang Ze approached, and said lightly: "Do you know our ancient torture?"
Borg narrowed his gaze.
Fang Ze smiled and said, "Let's talk about Ling Chi first."
"In the middle of the Ming Dynasty, there was an **** named Liu Jin, who was later ordered to be executed by Ling Chi because of the crime of rebellion."
"According to the records, a total of three thousand three hundred and fifty-seven knives were cut on him."
"The first cut is the chest, ten cuts and one rest."
"Then eyelids, ears, thumb pieces"
"On the first day, the total was three hundred and fifty-seven dollars."
"In the final time, I was cut alive for three days."
"Borg, have you studied relevant history?"
Fang Ze's voice was calm, but what he said made people shudder.
Even Wang Qiang couldn't help but look at Fang Ze a few times.
The corner of Borg's mouth twitched slightly, but he remained silent and did not respond.
Fang Ze didn't care, and continued: "Let's talk about peeling."
"The cruelty of this punishment is no less than that of Ling Chi."
"Peel the skin, cut the spine from the spine, and divide the skin on the back into two halves with one knife."
"Then, slowly use a knife to separate the skin and muscles, tearing apart like a butterfly spreading its wings."
"Borg, have you heard of it?"
Borg gritted his teeth.
Fang Ze said: "Of course, there are many methods, and there is also the mercury peeling method."
"Bury people in the soil, only revealing a head, and cut a cross with a knife on top of the head:."
"Afterwards, after pulling the scalp away, pour mercury into it."
"Because of the high proportion of mercury, it will pull the muscles and skin apart."
"And people buried in the soil will writhe in pain and cannot break free."