Zhao Yu did not disturb the man in black who was breathing air greedily, he just watched quietly.

A moment later, the man in black robe who had replied to his mind looked at Zhao Yu, his eyes were cold and sarcastic, but that was it? This method was too gentle.

"Do you think I'm a half-baked guy?" Zhao Yu said, checking the body of the man in the black robe, and then laughed: "The injury has recovered so quickly? It's worthy of being a treasure that is hard to find for a thousand gold coins, what a pity."

The black-robed man who was originally severely injured by the ferocious beasts in the ground level had all recovered at this time. If it weren't for the destruction of the Dantian Qihai, Zhao Yu would probably have escaped long ago.

As for Zhao Yu's question, Yang Xiao and the other two dared not reply, but the ridicule in the eyes of the man in black robe became increasingly intense.

"It seems that you feel that way." Zhao Yu looked at the man in black, covered his wet towel again, and chuckled, "Actually, I just want to see what the drowning person is like when he finds that he has not been drowned. Now, continue to drizzle water."

Yang Xiao and others did not ask the reason, but continued to fetch water and pour water.

This movement was done eight times, each time for half an hour, and then Zhao Yu would take off the towel and start observing the mental state of the man in black robe.

This seemed to have become an inertia, and the man in black robe seemed to gradually become accustomed to this torture.

However, on the eighth time, Zhao Yu did not raise his hand and called to stop, and Yang Xiao and others did not stop, but continued to splash like this.

At that moment, the man in black robe finally struggled violently, just like a person who was about to suffocate, and his entire cross was shaken.

However, Zhao Yu still did not call for a stop.

Habits are the most terrifying thing. When you get used to something, you will naturally get used to it, but when this habit is a little different, you will become... very irritable.

Using cold water to suppress his will and using habits to stir up the spirits is the first step Zhao Yu needs to do.

Zhao Yu walked over and took off the wet towel. The man in black robe immediately began to breathe in the air greedily.

The fighting warriors are indeed powerful. If they change to an ordinary person, they will be stuffed with a wet towel for half an hour. They probably have already gone to see the King of Hell, but these fighting warriors are just a little blurred in consciousness.

But this is enough.

"Don't worry, the next meal is the main meal." Zhao Yu gently patted the man in the black robe and chuckled: "Don't worry, I won't splash you with ice water anymore, nor will I suffocate you with wet towels anymore. You have experienced the suffocation twice, and you will not feel anything more."

"Ha, I want to see what methods you have." Although it was worse than death by being tortured by the feeling of suffocation, the man in black robe still looked indifferent after he came to his senses.

"What a hero." Zhao Yu gave a thumbs up and nodded with satisfaction: "You have to enjoy it next."

Yang Xiao and the others were a little confused. Zhao Yu did not have any torture instruments when he came in. What should he use to interrogate?

"You must think that I will use some torture instruments to rudely use on you, right?" Zhao Yu looked at Yang Xiao and the other two, and then looked at the man in black robe: "That would be useless. People like this who dare to commit suicide by taking poison at any time will have no effect on any torture instruments."

"And it's very likely that he wishes us to use such means. You should know that although his dantian Qihai has been destroyed, his instinct is still there. At that time, as long as he reduces some of his instincts, his body will fall into a state of fake death. Although fake death is called fake, it will become true over time."

"If this guy really succeeds, then we will be really failure, so, we should be gentle."

The body of ordinary people has a self-protection function. When the body endures to a certain extent, it will self-protection and fall into a coma. Fighters can use this function to hypnotize themselves and frequently enter a state of false death. Once the number of times is more, the pain will no longer be pain, but will become a kind of enjoyment. That is the real failure, and Zhao Yu will not allow this situation to happen under his own hands.

"Show you what I finally found." As he said that, Zhao Yu took out a package from the storage ring and opened it gently: "These needles are really hard to find. After searching all over the inn, I couldn't find it. I still borrowed it from my second senior sister."

Those were five needles, two were as thin as embroidery needles, and the other three were thicker than the other, and each was longer than the other. The longest one was a foot long.

Zhao Yu's eyes flashed back and forth on the five silver needles.

If you are dealing with ordinary people, using embroidery needles is actually enough, but now the target is a warrior, you have to choose carefully.

"Although I don't know how much mental endurance between warriors and ordinary people is, don't worry, we have time and can try it slowly."

Yang Xiao and the other two were a little confused. What is the situation? Use five silver needles to torture? Could it be that these five silver needles have any special functions?

But no matter how you look at it, these are just five ordinary silver needles.

Or is it that my own Shaowei got some good things from the old man of Western Poison, and could use silver needles to enter the human skin and cause great pain to people?

But if it is just these flesh and blood, it will be difficult to pry open the other party's mouth.

Zhao Yu didn't explain too much. People in this world don't understand such professional things, and they can't understand them even if they explain them. It's better to do it directly and show them that it will work.

So, Zhao Yu took the silver needle and first inserted the smallest embroidery needle through the black-robed man. Then he observed the black-robed man, and indeed the black-robed man had no response.

"It seems that embroidery cannot cause that real pain for warriors, so let's change to another one."

After removing the embroidery needle, Zhao Yu took out another silver needle that was longer but as slender as the embroidery needle, and inserted it into the fingers of the man in the black robe again.

This time, the man in the black robe finally changed his expression, but he just frowned, and then looked at Zhao Yu indifferently.

"It seems that there is no need to try something else, this one is enough."

However, the name was unexpected, Zhao Yu actually put away the other silver needles, and then smiled and said, "It's not started yet, you have to hold on. Yes, it's the current sarcastic and indifferent expression. I hope you can continue to persevere."

While talking, Zhao Yu had already moved the table and came to the hand of the man in black robe with a silver needle in it. Then he took out the high-temperature lamp borrowed from the old man Xi Du. This was a violent flame used by the old man Xi Du to test the toxicity. It can control the temperature and ensure that the burning moment is long enough.
Chapter completed!