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"Who are you? You're kidding me! The warriors of the Empire will never admit defeat!"

Oda Jiro straightened his back and spoke loudly, his voice even carrying an urge to encourage himself.

"It's alright, we'll take our time. Anyway, I'll force some water down your throat every day. Seven days is enough time for me to slowly torture you to death!"

"Or, I have plenty of time. I can bring some porridge over and feed you some every day, then you can continue playing. Wouldn't that be fun?"

“You damned Japanese killed your whole family. Do you think you can get out of here alive? Don’t dream.”

"You don't know this, do you? I'm a doctor. Even if you want to die, biting your tongue won't kill you. Instead, it gives me a sense of vengeful pleasure."

"You can try biting your tongue to commit suicide."

"Of course, I practice traditional Chinese medicine. If you want to commit suicide, you might have a chance when I'm not around, but when I am, you'll never have a chance, understand?"

"It doesn't matter if your tongue is all messed up, really, there are still many fun tricks, let's start from the bottom today!"

As he spoke, he used a knife to slash open the man's clothes.

Or rather, Oda Jiro was just wrapped in a bed sheet.

"I've heard that you Japanese are quite skilled in certain areas. Today I'll show you Chinese swordsmanship and slice you off piece by piece. I guarantee you won't die, really!"

Then a frozen knife gently sliced ​​across his lower body, the icy touch sending a shiver down Oda Jiro's spine.

"What do you want to do? What do you want to do? I am a prisoner of war! You can't treat prisoners of war like this!"

"I'm sorry, I'm neither a soldier nor a government official. I'm just an ordinary citizen, really! So, let's take it slow!"

"Don't worry, I'll slice it up and feed it to the dogs in a bit, and I guarantee you won't die, really! My skills are really good."

"I'll disinfect it with alcohol first. Don't worry, it's fine, you won't get infected. Even if you do get infected, I'll prepare some anti-inflammatory herbs for you to use. You'll be fine for half a month."

Soon, a strong smell of alcohol filled the small room, making Oda Jiro, who was already feeling hopeless about life, even more terrified.

"Oda Jiro, are you ready?"

"If you're ready, I'm about to begin!"

As he plunged his knife down, a scream was heard.

At the same time, Zhang Tianhao picked up a silver needle and pierced it directly into Oda Jiro's body. A piece of flesh fell off from there. Although it was only a thin piece, the pain was amplified, and he couldn't help but scream.

"By the way, let's continue talking about the next plan. I have your codebook, your radio, and your identity. Tell me, can I pretend to be you?"

"If I could, I think you're useless now, aren't you? Torturing you is just a form of amusement. I'll wipe you all out in one fell swoop and see just how many people you have."

"You will all die! You will all die!"

While Zhang Tianhao appeared to be shouting on the verge of madness, he was actually testing Oda Jiro on the other side, and even mentally testing Oda Jiro.

"Oda-kun, congratulations. Your first cut was quite accurate, only cutting about two millimeters of flesh. Now, let's continue."

"As for the blood, don't worry, I'm a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, and I've already stopped the bleeding there. Now all you have to do is slowly enjoy the pleasure I'm giving you."

Despite the seemingly insane conditions, Zhang Tianhao was carefully assessing Oda Jiro's psychological resilience, gradually eroding his mind, spirit, and will.

"You're a madman, you're a devil, you're insane!"

"Let me go! Let me go! You can't do this to me! You can't do this to me!"

"I am just an ordinary citizen of the empire!"

"Let me go, let me go!"

"Ah—ah—" As he screamed, Zhang Tianhao's knife did not stop. He was already in a bad mood, and now he was not going to give this Japanese man any good treatment either.

Slowly tormenting him might make him feel better.

Three hours later, Zhang Tianhao sat there, gently took out a glass of water, took a sip, and then looked at Oda Jiro.

"Oda Jiro, how are you feeling? It was really noisy just now. Shall we continue?"

He removed the old cloth from Oda Jiro's mouth and said calmly, "If you want to enjoy it again, I can still help you."

"Come on, tell me about your situation so I can go to each of you one by one, really!"

"Of course, you don't have to say anything. We can take our time. You don't have anything left there, so there's not much point in living. You're going to die anyway, so it doesn't matter whether you say it or not."

"You, you bastard, you bastard!"

"By the way, you're now without roots and blind. Oh, and tomorrow night, I'll cut your left leg down to the bone, but I guarantee you won't die. Really, my skills are absolutely top-notch."

"The night after tomorrow, you will see your right leg become bone, the day after that your left hand, and after that your right hand. Take it slow, really. Today is just a small appetizer."

"You're a madman! You're a devil! Your Majesty, please take this madman away!"

"Don't worry, I'm all alone now, so it doesn't matter whether I live or die. I'm only alive to take revenge anyway. Really, seeing you all like this makes me so happy."

"Next, we'll take our time playing."

"I'll talk, I'll talk, I'll talk..."

Hearing Zhang Tianhao sharpening his knife again, Oda Jiro was already terrified and wet himself, though it only flowed down his thighs.

"I am a member of the Imperial Toyota Group. There are five people in our group: myself, the woman who died, Luo Chenghua from the hospital, Hu Dahai from the east of the city, and Zhou An from the south of the city!"

"So that's how it is. No wonder you guys got hold of all the information in the county so quickly."

"Of course, the Toyota team's goal is to take control of the entire Changfeng County, which is also our objective."

"By the way, you're the team leader, right?"

"Yes, I am the team leader!"

"By the way, is there any other news you can tell me?"

"Fine! I don't have much time left anyway, so I'll tell you. But please give me the money and I'll get it over with. Is that alright?"

"Oh, so that's the problem. No problem, I guarantee you'll die a very quick death, but you'd better confess honestly!"

"Okay, I have some news to tell you. Of course, you can also help me take care of someone. That is Nurse Tian from the hospital."

"Xiaotian is your daughter?"

"Yes, it's just a pity that she's not very obedient, and I've always been very dissatisfied with her!"

"Does she know you exist?"

“I don’t know! She thought we were all dead, so she never looked for us or saw us again after 38 years.”

"I see!"

"Is there anything else you want to say?"

"Yes!" Oda Jiro slowly began to recount all the information he knew, and even harbored a strong will to die.

As Zhang Tianhao listened, he couldn't help but marvel at how clever the Japanese were. (End of Chapter)