The country is broken

"Captain Feng, you've worked hard!" A spy wearing black-rimmed glasses accompanied Feng Tie with a smiling face, and fanned Feng Tie with a cattail fan. Fanning on a cold day is weird enough, but it's just a few big charcoal stoves. Well, the temperature in this cell is probably not lower than [-] to [-] degrees. Just standing still will make you sweat, not to mention whipping people with whips.

"Drag him down and try another one. Captain Feng's time is precious, and you can't waste it on these untouchables! It's better to leave it to the younger ones. The captain only needs to wait for the good news from the younger ones." A spy who was also naked from the upper body and showing his fleshy body also offered a sweat towel as a flattery.

Enjoying the flattering sweat towel and cool breeze of his subordinates, Captain Feng Tie shook his head and said: "No, I still have to interrogate myself. Even if you two are ruthless, you won't lose a few lives. I'll let you give it to me." I'm dead, how can I explain to the imperial army."

"Well, don't worry! How many of our brothers can't handle things?! Look at your eyes are red, your body is very important, otherwise sister-in-law will feel distressed again." The spy wearing glasses said in a very concerned tone .

"Go, go, go!~" The fleshy spy rolled his eyes, slapped away the fan of the spy with glasses and said, "What are you talking about, the eldest brother is of brass and iron bones, there are half-divided and weak ones, don't be crowed." [

Feng Tie, who hadn't slept all night, was a little annoyed by the rivalry between the two subordinates, and said with a straight face: "What are you arguing about!~I'm not a scholar who can't hold back a chicken, staying up all night and interrogating a few prisoners is no small task One plate." These boys are all as good as ghosts, desperately seizing the opportunity as if turning over to climb up, and the flattery is loud.

"Yes, yes, yes!~" Both subordinates nodded their heads like chickens pecking at rice.

After all, he hadn't slept all night. Feng Tie also felt a little tired after being told by his subordinates, he yawned unconsciously, and said, "Okay, you guys will interrogate a few for me first, and I'll squint for a while. Then continue retrial!"

"Thanks for your hard work, Squadron Leader!" The two spies sent Feng Tie away with a nod and bow. The beaten half-dead young man said: "Drag this guy away, pick out a few more people who were arrested tonight, and let's have a good trial. If you catch someone useful, hey, our brothers will be prosperous."

The secret agents are a group of demons dancing wildly, and they don't care about the life and death of the common people. In their eyes, the most important thing is to please the imperial army, get promoted and get rich.

"Heizi, you have the smartest mind. You come to interrogate me. I just need to do it!" The savage spy raised his chin at the spectacle-wearing spy, spit into the palm of his hand, picked up a thick leather whip, Shake and snap.

"Okay! Just look at it!" The spy who was called Heizi, wearing glasses, held a fan to cool himself, and smiled slyly.

Soon an old man was rushed in by several spies. Outside the torture room, dozens of people who were arrested were chained in a long chain with heavy shackles. The crowd stared at the people who were chained and handcuffed. Occasionally, they only moved their numb limbs a little due to lack of energy and blood, and they immediately attracted scolding and beatings from the spies.

The screams that almost pierced people's eardrums, the sound of leather whips, the sizzling sound of irons scalding the flesh, and the sound of shouting and cursing.Once again, the entire torture room was filled, and the spies dragged the innocent people outside the torture room into the room one by one. After a while, the living people who were alive and well were bruised and half-dead, and were dragged out.

"Damn, I'm out of breath. I really don't need to be beaten. Another one!" Whenever the spies complained like this in the torture room, the crowd outside the fish and meat trembled in unison.Desperate sadness floated on their pale faces, and they were the next one, chained and handcuffed, without even a chance to resist.

Although the secret agents in the torture room have shown mercy, there are still a small number of people who have not survived the cruel punishment, and are finally dragged out of the cell, piled up like sandbags, and ready to be thrown out of the barracks to be claimed by their families .

The previous person who was forcibly dragged into the torture room was dragged out in a bloody mess, and the torture room sounded like the haunting voice of hell, "Next!~"

Bao Xiaoer, who was closest to the door, was almost incontinent with fright, there was no one in front of him, and the person who was dragged out before was the person in front of him, Bao Xiaoer could almost feel the panic of the others behind him The ground trembled, and the door of the torture room had almost become a threshold of blood.

"Hey, kid, it's your turn!" Two thick spies grinned and untied Bao Xiaoer's iron shackles, and pushed Bao Xiaoer into the room.

"Boy, be honest!" The spy inside the room smiled maliciously, and locked Bao Xiaoer on the lock on the wall.

"Oh! Look, everyone, here comes a kid!" The bespectacled spy called Heizi absent-mindedly fiddled with the soldering iron in his hand. A cigarette was placed next to the soldering iron, and when the hot soldering iron was lit, there was a soft hissing sound, and the shredded tobacco quickly ignited with sparks.

The special agent named Heizi took a deep breath and exhaled a puff of clear smoke, adding a choking smell of smoke to the already turbid room.

"Mom, what are these things?" Bao Xiaoer glanced at the instruments of torture in the room, he was so frightened that he couldn't help but get wet, and his trousers were dripping with water.

"Hey, this kid is really useless!" Seeing Bao Xiaoer's bear-like appearance, the tortured spy couldn't help being happy, and the whip in his hand crackled. [

Heizi pointed to the spies covered in flesh and said, "Did you see the guy in this brother's hand? One guy will be a bloody gutter. Don't think about it in a month or two!"

"Hey!" The spies all over the body bared their teeth at Bao Xiaoer, showing a frightening smile, which almost made Bao Xiaoer faint, which was more sad than killing him directly.

"Boy, if you want to save yourself from suffering, just tell the truth and tell me everything. If I say hello to that brother, I will save you a lot of flesh and blood. It will be considered that my brother has taken care of you." Heizi smiled bluntly. took a deep breath.

"Say, what are you talking about!~" Bao Xiaoer's back was shivering with chills.

Snapped! ~A black shadow flashed by, and the whip was next to Bao Xiaoer's face and slapped against the wall, the strong wind blew his face painfully.

"What are you talking about?!" The spies all over the body jumped up in front of Bao Xiaoer as if they were going to eat people, and roared viciously: "F*ck, tell the truth about everything you know, otherwise, I will let you follow the front of Bao Xiaoer." Like several people, come in vertically and go out horizontally, whether or not you will be spared depends on whether your uncle is in a good mood."

Bao Xiaoer's face became even more pale, and the slap of the whip just now turned his trousers into a creek.The secret agent who was in charge of the punishment was really proficient in using the whip, he was only a few minutes away from Bao Xiaoer's face, and there was a bloodstain on the wall, but he didn't hurt Bao Xiaoer at all.

"Hey, you don't need to tell me anything else, just tell me, have you ever seen Balu?" The spy named Heizi came to the side with a hippie smile, reached out and patted Bao Xiaoer's face, and continued: "As long as there is any As long as you tell the news about the Eighth Route Army of the Communist Party, the whip will not really fall on you. If you tell more details, brother, there is a little bit of sweetness here, enough for you to enjoy yourself for a while." He took it out of his pocket He weighed a small green cloth bag in his hand, and there was a crisp metal clattering sound from the cloth bag.

He glanced at the frighteningly thick leather whip in the hands of the spies all over his body, and then at the small pocket in front of him. He estimated that there were thirty or forty silver dollars. Bao Xiaoer rolled his throat and swallowed. Like the people in front, I can't say anything, it's hard to say whether I can survive these instruments of torture with my small body, look at this situation, it seems that these guys would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let them go One, determined to dig something out of these people who spent the night catching.

Seeing that Bao Xiaoer was still hesitant, the savage agent pulled out other instruments of torture, and played with Bao Xiaoer's side with a grinning grin. Maces, steel needles, finger blocks, scared Bao Xiaoer again and again. trembling.

"I, I said! However, I don't know if it has anything to do with the Eighth Route Army of the Communist Party." Bao Xiaoer wandered in his mind, trying to remember something, "When I occasionally pass by the yard of my shopkeeper, I sometimes faintly hear What party to go to, what tasks, etc., that's all, I didn't specifically listen to the others."

"What?!" Heizi and another spy exclaimed almost simultaneously.

Party ~ task? !Just these two key words are enough to remind the two of them of something very valuable to them, the spies attached to the Japanese.

"Say, what shopkeeper?! Shop, where is it!?" Heizi's hand firmly grasped Bao Xiaoer's collar, his voice trembling and fierce. Originally, they didn't expect much, and the Eighth Route Army of the Communist Party was not so easy to catch. , I just tried to examine all the people as much as possible, but I never thought that there was such an astonishing word coming out of the mouth of one of these people.

"Say it quickly!" The spies, all covered in flesh, were almost ruthless, with a fierce look in their eyes.

"Yes, it's Taihe Building! My shopkeeper is the shopkeeper of Taihe Building!" Bao Xiaoer was caught in the chest, and he was a little out of breath. The guy in front of him almost wanted to strangle him to death.

"Hahaha! Fa, developed!" The two secret agents cheered and hugged each other excitedly, Taihe Building? !There is a restaurant called Taihe Building in the city, and the puppet soldiers and spies often go there to eat free food, so it is not unfamiliar. Knowing the old nest of the Communist Eighth Route Army personnel, as long as they can follow the vine, can't they make great contributions in front of the imperial army? !