Living on a deserted island, the cold female president regards me as king

I don't take seriously what he calls me, because it is a necessary means.

I can spare his life, but this is based on the premise that he is compatible with me. After all, he is just an ordinary soldier and poses no threat to me.

"If you are willing to cooperate with me, you won't have to suffer this kind of suffering."

I squatted in front of him, looked at him quietly, and said in an extremely calm tone: "You should be wondering why you can still survive after biting the poison sac in your mouth?"

"Because of my blood."

"As long as you tell me everything I want to know, I can remove the poison from your body, and even spare your life if your answer satisfies me, how about it?"

"You are delusional!"

His answer to me was the same as before.

As staunch as before, his tough attitude did not show any intention of being subdued.

I've already offered you my best conditions, but if you don't accept it, then don't blame me for being cruel.

I shook my head.

I never thought of myself as a merciful person. After all, my hands are full of human life. Killing him is harmless to me, especially now that I still expect to pry the news I want from him.

I picked up his socks that were covered with his saliva on the ground.

To keep him from screaming during the ensuing torture, I rolled the sock into a ball and stuffed it back into his mouth.

"I've already given you the opportunity, but you didn't cherish it yourself."

I said to myself, "But I've always been kind-hearted. If you change your mind, just nod to me."

"Woooo..."

With his mouth gagged with socks, he could only make pitiful whimpers.

Looking at him lying in front of me like a lamb, I grabbed the thumb of his right hand without the slightest pity.

At this time, due to the severe allergic reaction, his whole body was in a particularly exaggerated state of swelling, and places like his fingers were even swollen like fresh sausages just out of the pan.

I picked up the thumb of his right hand, and I didn't need to use much force. When I pressed it casually, I heard a crisp click.

Then you can see that his swollen, sausage-like thumb has been bent at ninety degrees and broken.

"Wow!!"

Ten fingers connected to the heart.

The pain of severed fingers is not so easy to bear, this can be seen from his reaction.

Originally, due to the torment of the systemic allergic reaction, his whole body had already collapsed beyond words, but after one of his fingers was broken, he almost jumped up from the ground.

Simply, I tied him relatively firmly, which made him only able to struggle in vain for a while, and then collapsed in front of me like a dead fish.

The itching of the skin all over his body mixed with the severe pain of the severed finger made his body twitch uncontrollably and he looked extremely pitiful.

"Don't worry, this is just the beginning."

I leaned over and whispered in his ear, and then shifted my target to his remaining fingers: From now on, every half hour, I will break one of your fingers, that is to say, the next time I You have half an hour to think about giving in before you do it. "

"Or, you can continue to stick to your noble Bushido spirit."

There are nine more.

I glanced at the watch that was taken off the man's body, and then turned around silently. I don't know how long a tough man like this can endure this brutal torture.

Suddenly, I felt like an ancient executioner, and the man in front of me was the prisoner I needed to interrogate.

Glancing at the sky outside, the sky is completely bright now, but the weather outside seems to be not very good, a bit gloomy, just like the atmosphere in the cave at this time, giving people an extremely depressing feeling, which makes people Can't help feeling irritable.

As the mastermind, I know very well what the man behind me is experiencing now.

In addition to the great physical pain, it was more of the fear in his heart that he could not survive or die. Of course, what tortured him even more was the waiting time before the next pain came.

That feeling is extremely tormenting for a normal person.

However, he was still considered a man, and half an hour passed in a blink of an eye, but he still didn't have the slightest intention of submitting.

I sighed, and turned to look at his eyes full of bloodshot resentment and anger: "There is an old saying in China, that is, those who know the current affairs are heroes. I admire your spirit of sticking to the bottom line, but you don't have to be stubborn." .”

"Here, apart from you and me, no third person will know that you have revealed your secret."

"You can tell me everything you know, save your own life first, and when you go back alive, you can still stick to your bottom line. No one will know what you said today."

I took off the sock from his mouth. What I said just now was quite sincere.

Based on my own subjective feelings, I think that I am indeed a selfish person. If I were to switch places with this man, I would definitely choose to save my own life without hesitation, because people Only when one is alive, one has everything. If a person dies, no matter what he possessed before he was alive, in the end it will just turn into a handful of loess.

"You are dreaming!"

His expression was so distorted that no emotion could be seen, but his words were still sonorous and forceful.

This made me a little stunned. It turned out that not all people in the world are the same. There are always people who guard their lives tenaciously for a certain belief.

Unfortunately, this is of no use.

That kind of nonsense, at certain moments, may become a belief that allows a person to live, but at this moment, it has no effective effect at all.

"Then let me take good care of you."

I stuffed the sock back blankly, then took his second finger and twisted it.

click!
"Woooooo!"

Before he finished speaking, I broke his second finger. The pain made him shiver and curl up in a split second. I don't know if it was because of itching or pain. His entire swollen back A thin layer of cold sweat broke out.

The whole person looked absolutely terrible.

I feel a little pity, but if he is willing to cooperate with me, he won't have to suffer such inhuman torture.

"Why bother?"