Chapter 30: I'm going to ask for protection.
"Although I am not a professional executioner or torture expert, I still know some basic things; so, I think it's better for you to cooperate with me!" Ye Qi sat opposite Alan, looking at the awakened but tied strongly with his eyes, and said slowly - Compared to his previous pride and confidence, the young man's face is now filled with anger; for Ye Qi on the opposite side, of course, more of it is for himself.
It was like a poisonous snake that swallowed the internal organs constantly circling in his abdomen. The proud young man twisted his body with all his strength; however, it was obvious that for him, who was made of pure steel and was as thick as a baby's wrist, everything was useless. Of course, if his ability could be used, he would not take it seriously even if the shackle was thicker. However, the lingering numbness in his body made his ability difficult to mobilize.
It was not that the ability disappeared. He could clearly feel that the ability that was different from ordinary people still existed in his body, but it was like his numb body. Even his ability felt like he was paralyzed. Not only did he lose the smoothness of his fingers like his arm, but it also made him extremely laborious. He could only use his usual expenses to play his original function. Of course, this was not what made this young man the most worried. He was thinking about how the other party would deal with him. After just woke up, the idea of "Xuxu Tuzhi" to slowly freeze the shackles was seen through by the other party, and the other party punched him in the abdomen without mercy. The pain that rose from the spleen made him understand that as long as there was any abnormality around him, the man opposite would attack him without hesitation; and it was absolutely unwilling!
"Cooperate? Is this the alms that the winner gives to the loser?"
Although he was worried about his final outcome, Alan Ang still held his head and faced Ye Qi in a proud tone. However, he spoke intermittently - obviously after the other party was unconscious, the large dose of anesthetic was affected by the young man's muscles, even his tongue was no exception.
"There are no so-called winners and losers between you and me; because neither you nor the existence behind you are qualified enough! A chess piece has no success or failure, and it is only the chess player himself!" Ye Qi looked at the other party who was still proud and sneered: "So, I will not give you charity; I just ask you to cooperate!"
"Check piece?! I am a chess piece?!" Obviously Ye Qi's words made Alan, who was already proud, angry. Even if his tongue was inflexible, it did not affect his yelling to express his disdain: "So what are you? Chess player! Can you control the existence of life and death of us chess pieces at will? Humph, it's ridiculous!"
"Quiet! Although this is a basement that I borrowed from Mr. Toka, the door of this basement is not soundproof! And now the topic I talk to you is undoubtedly not suitable for others to hear!" In order to prove that he was not a random threat, Ye Qi slowly put his face in front of the other party, and a trace of coldness with murderous intent flashed in his eyes; and his voice became more and more low, saying word by word: "So, if you don't want to be silenced by me, please calm your mood and lower your voice!"
Looking at the other person's face, Ye Qi keenly noticed that when the other person said he would silence, his pupils contracted unnaturally; immediately, a smile appeared in his heart - the other person's pride was real, and the other person's fear was also real when facing death; and when the latter overwhelmed the former, he would get everything he wanted to know.
"Very good, it seems that we have already had a good start! You have already learned the most basic cooperation! Of course, I am not a chess player, I don't have that strength, nor do I have that kind of mind; so, I am a chess piece like you; at most, I am just a chess piece that I hope to get a little more freedom!" The proud young man on the opposite side pursed his mouth tightly and quieted for ten seconds, Ye Qi sat back in the chair opposite; and in this move, Ye Qi, who had been secretly paying attention to the other party, clearly heard the long and subtle sound of breath that was almost inauspicious to ordinary people.
It is obvious that his sudden gaze of death threatened the other party with urgency; and this is exactly what Ye Qi wanted - as Ye Qi himself said before, he was not a professional executioner or torture expert; most of the means of torture he knew were derived from books, and a small number were just guesses obtained from a quick glance in the Tower of Thorns; after all, after being away from the blood, chaos, and the sacred age, Lorrant, who entered the free era, had long abandoned the so-called "barbaric" practice; even if he wanted to see it, he could only spend money to go to the museum, pay attention to the torture instruments themselves, and fantasize about the hideousness of these existences back then.
Of course, Ye Qi would not simply think that professions such as executioners or torture experts have disappeared - human bad nature is destined to be these professions, and as long as there is human existence, it will continue to exist; it is nothing more than just becoming hidden from openness and integrity in darkness and shadows; and Ye Qi very much believes that every major force will provide these professions with enough darkness and shadows as a place to live, even the headquarters of the Demon Hunter is no exception.
After all, the Tower of Thorns is the final example.
However, although Ye Qi does not have such professional torture skills and experience, he is certain to break through the psychological defense line of the young man in front of him - the monitoring outside the tree house is enough to make Ye Qi understand that the young man in front of him has quite powerful strength compared to his age; and this has long since made the young man's pride and arrogance; of course, apart from such shortcomings, the unique lack of experience of young man is also a shortcoming that the other party cannot make up for; therefore, if you use the other party's lack of experience to break the other party's pride and arrogance, then the other party's psychological defense line will naturally collapse as the strongest point is broken.
It is obvious that what the other party is most proud of is his outstanding strength; perhaps this is a very difficult point for others; after all, it is not an exaggeration to be called a genius when he is young; however, this is naturally not a problem for Ye Qi - compared to himself, the other party's achievements are not even outstanding, at most it is fine.
Of course, Ye Qi did not intend to attack the psychological defense line of the young people in front of him as soon as he came up; after all, although the pride that the other party had at that moment might disappear with the blow, it might also become head-on because of the blow, and become another kind of paranoia - the latter is undoubtedly unique to young people, and this is something Ye Qi absolutely does not want to see; therefore, as another characteristic of young people: insufficient experience has become the focus of Ye Qi's use; and from the way Wall got along with this young man before, this success rate is undoubtedly the practice of violent breakthroughs as soon as he got higher.
"Are you a native of Qianzang District? Compared to Toka and others, your outfit is really good!" According to his plan, Ye Qi looked at the young man who was silent opposite and asked in a steady tone: "From this outfit, you have a rich life that is enviable for all Qianzang District people; then why do you want to break the hope that the people in Qianzang District have been waiting for countless years? Do you know what a cruel thing it would be when a person suddenly hopes are destroyed after seeing hope?"
"It is enough to make countless people extreme and even self-exiled! No matter what the situation is, it is unbearable for Thousand Swamps! Even the people in Thousand Swamps will become history!" As he spoke, the originally stable tone was aggravated by Ye Qi, and his eyes looking at the other party also turned into staring: "So. Tell me why you have to participate in the plan of a guy like Wall who can't make up for his own fault if he dies a hundred times!"
"I, I, how could I be like these mortals!"
Facing Ye Qi's aggravated tone and sharp stare, Alan seemed a little panicked. He subconsciously stammered his eyes, and his tone of speaking seemed a little stuttering - this time it was definitely not because of drug paralysis, but real stuttering; however, the next moment, his inner pride raised his head again: "That's right, how could those mortals be like me! I am favored by God..."
Bang!
A solid punch hit the other party's lower abdomen without rib protection again. Ye Qi looked at the other party's cheek, which was twisted due to the pain, grabbed the other party's hair, and raised the other party's head again; he looked straight into the other party's eyes, and said in a cold tone: "What's the difference between you and the mortals you mentioned now? After losing that proud talent, maybe you are not even as good as the weakest among them! That kind of extraordinary talent allows you to gain more capital; but such capital does not mean that you can randomly evaluate people who are exactly the same as you, even if they are just ordinary people without talent!"
"Hmph, mortal? So, do you want to taste the bullets shot from the **** created by mortals now?"
Ye Qi, who snorted coldly, inserted the m1911 on his waist into the other party's mouth, penetrated deep into his throat, and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to? Say, do you want to?"
Woo... Woo...
Although Alan, whose mouth was filled with guns, could not speak, his repeated shaking his head undoubtedly showed his attitude.
"Hey, it seems that you are also full of 'respect' when facing the guns made by mortals you keep saying! So, please keep respect for everyone; if I hear the word 'mortal' from your mouth again, then I promise to knock out your already broken head with one shot!" Ye Qi sneered, pulled m1911 out of the other party's mouth, and then rubbed the saliva from the gun directly on the other party's body, and continued to ask: "Tell me why you want to cooperate with a scumbag like Wall!"
"Not me!"
Ye Qi's continuous methods finally made Wall choose to cooperate - when the gun body of m1911 was inserted into his mouth, he felt the fear of any normal person in the face of death from the bottom of his heart for the first time; such fear made him instinctively restrain his pride; Allen was not sure if the other party would really shoot him in the head, but he did not dare to bet on his life!
What's more, the other party asked not a key question. Anyone with a little power in the temple knew that even if I said it, it was no big deal. In the heart, Alan comforted himself like this, and almost instinctively pointed the finger at his previous fellow travelers.
"I'm just responsible for protecting Wall; it was DeCart who chose to cooperate with Wall!"
"Who is DeCart?"
“Decart is…”
Listening to the answers of the young man opposite, Ye Qi's smile flashed in his eyes - of course he knew that he was asking only some questions from others; however, it was these questions from others that would guide him to face the final answer he wanted.
The thousand-mile dike was destroyed by the ant hole - it was through tiny existences to achieve the ultimate shocking fact; just like the current question, when problems that are just minor in the same line finally gather together, they will only take out the most real thing Ye Qi wants from the other party's mouth.
Facing the reality of being captured, if you have the capital to save your life, then you'd better remain silent; because doing so will make your life exist in this world longer; and if you open your mouth, then this will be the countdown to the passing of your life - this is Ye Qi or an intern apostle, when Shake was studying, he read a book about torture in the Tower of Wisdom, which the other party wrote in the beginning preface; compared with the preface of two pages, Ye Qi had long forgotten about the other party's body and experience, and only remembered the sentence at the end of the other party.
Judging from the current situation, Ye Qi undoubtedly affirmed the correctness of this sentence. After Allen answered the first question, the following questions were basically answered; of course. In order to paralyze the other party, Ye Qi still only asked some questions that were far away from the center and were indirect. However, Ye Qi gradually accelerated the speed of asking questions. And some questions asked repeatedly again.
And in these questions, if Allen hesitated, Ye Qi would give a heavy punch without hesitation; and the range of the hit is no longer limited to the soft abdomen - compared with the abdomen, the face is undoubtedly more sensitive and soft.
“What position does Decart hold in your organization?”
"The leader of a small team..."
Bang!
"You said before that he was responsible for teaching newcomers knowledge!"
The fist made a close contact with Allen's chin. After watching the other person's body lean back strongly with the blow, Ye Qi, who controlled the force, immediately showed a fierce expression and roared: "Before the next answer, it's better to think about it! Otherwise, you are the only one who suffers! I don't mind, is it a finger or the whole arm that breaks you!"
"Yes, yes, he is responsible for teaching newcomers, but he is responsible for his own team!"
The violent blow made Alan's mind briefly blank, and he could only answer according to Ye Qi's words - continuous quick answers and heavy punches from time to time, almost exhausted the proud young man - with the instinctive pride in his heart. After answering a few simple questions, Alan began to fabricate the answer, or deviate from the trajectory that the answer should have and pointed in the completely opposite direction.
But after seeing the other party who did not pursue the matter at all, just recorded everything he said in the notebook, even if Alan was shackled, he still felt a little proud in his heart. He knew very well that if the other party followed the investigation information he provided, he would definitely spend countless money in the end, but he would get nothing. After all, if he didn't track down the answers of the nine truths and one false, he would not understand the whole facts at all.
Therefore, in the following answers, it became even more intense - but soon the proud young man began to regret it; because the other party actually held the notebook in his hand and began to repeatedly ask the questions he had asked before, and it completely disrupted the order or repeated it in succession and only asked one question.
Although the proud young man has such a preparation before making such a move; therefore, he will keep all the fabricated answers in his heart, but this does not mean that he can get away with it smoothly - fabricated ones are fabricated, and the false ones will never be true; when you have a correct answer in your heart, give another false answer. When you are asked this question again, as the answerer with a real answer, he must need a process of thinking and choosing; and once this process is eliminated, the answerer will fall into chaos.
Of course, some special training existences, such as agents, killers, etc., are exceptions.
However, it is obvious that although the proud young man Alan has considerable strength, he has never undergone such training; therefore, Ye Qi's series of questions, especially after counting heavy punches, the proud young man has confused the answers he made up before with the real ones.
"Who is the supreme ruler in your temple?"
"It's the high priest!"
Alan, whose mind was slightly confused, did not notice that the word "sanctuary" in Ye Qi's mouth was something he had never mentioned; after Ye Qi asked, he immediately subconsciously answered.
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