After 100,000 simulated crimes, I became an ace detective.

"It's more painful than what a landmine has suffered, and it's dozens of times more desperate."

"Do you want to experience it?"

Su Ming's emotionless words made the three people who were tied up, especially the dancers, look obviously ugly and complicated.

Because, as the person who had personally killed landmines before, he knew very well...the cruelty and extreme of those methods.

Even if it were him, there was no way he could withstand the punishment, at least not to the extent that he could not howl.

However, now that we have reached this situation, it seems that this is no longer something that can be solved whether we want to experience it or not.

What's more, as professional killers, they have long considered that one day they will suffer such retribution. This is the biggest risk in the killer industry.

Therefore.

Although the three of them had just been splashed with ice water and woke up, and all had more or less wounds on their bodies, which were constantly irritating their nerves, they gritted their teeth and did not say a word, let alone beg for mercy.

Su Ming was not surprised at all by the indifference of these three people who remained silent and had no idea of ​​answering.

He circled around the three of them, and then continued without any emotion.

"Give you a chance."

"If anyone tells me the information they know now, they won't have to endure ten times the pain and despair of land mines."

"I will use the simplest way to let you leave this world."

"To be honest, I really hope that you can seize this opportunity. After all, it will make things easier and save me a lot of time..."

Before Su Ming could finish speaking.

The skunk, which had been blasted into the sky by a rocket launcher, spat on the ground and sneered.

"Come on, come on."

"You can watch carefully...wait for your low-level tactics like a bitch. Can you let me say a few words?"

"Isn't it just a failure? Who in this line of work never thought that such a result would happen?"

Looking at the skunk whose face was still open with wounds from various fragments, Su Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not choose to say anything.

Instead, he looked at the dancer and the python and continued calmly.

"Hey, what about you two?"

"Do you want to seize this opportunity? Then there may be no chance to regret it."

silence.

Both the dancer and the python were silent and didn't answer anything.

Seeing that the three of them had this attitude, Su Ming sighed deliberately and tightened the ropes around the three of them, making sure again that their hands and feet could not move.

Followed by.

Su Ming walked to the toolbox next to him and took out three special IV bottles and syringes.

Immediately, without any hesitation, he opened the left sleeves of the dancer, python and skunk, and inserted the needle into the veins on the back of their hands while explaining.

"This is my special potion."

"The base is glucose, with the addition of banned substances that amplify your own feelings, and a little bit of adrenaline that goes a long way."

"After all, I don't want you to enter a state of unconsciousness and fainting when you experience that kind of pain and despair."

"So, I am considerate... I will replenish energy and adrenaline for you at any time. You must persevere later. I don't want you to give in and beg for mercy too quickly."

Hear these words.

The dancer's face changed instantly, and there was even more hidden tension and fear. The cold medicine that was constantly dripping into the veins of his arms made his whole body tense up.

But only seconds later.

The dancer immediately noticed that...the pain in his two palms that had been hit by bullets had just begun to subside and became extremely clear again.

It became even more unbearable, causing cold sweat to break out on his forehead due to the pain.

It is clear.

This is what happens when your own sensory pain is amplified.

Even the pain that has subsided has been amplified. If you wait to be tortured in various ways, the level of pain will probably increase several times.

Fear, this special emotion, instantly flooded into the dancer's mind.

As a professional killer who is good at torturing others, the dancer knows very well... how painful and unbearable it will be once the pain is amplified and subjected to various punishments.

After seeing the three members of the King's Killer Team being tied up, they began to break out in cold sweats and tremble slightly due to the effects of the medicine.

Su Ming immediately walked to the back, turned on the camera facing the three of them, and carrying a small bench, he took the lead in front of the skunk and said coldly.

"You just said...professional killers are mentally prepared and have long thought of this outcome."

"Then I hope you can enjoy this special experience."

After saying that.

Su Ming put down the small bench, stood in front of the skunk, and used a sharp meat cleaver to cut open the clothes on his arms, revealing his upper arms covered with tattoos.

There was no hesitation at all.

Su Ming pointed the meat cleaver at the skunk's upper arm, pressed his fingers on the back of the knife and pressed it in gently.

"Pfft--"

The skunk's muscular arms were as brittle as paper in front of a sharp meat cleaver.

The tip of the knife sank into the flesh in an instant, and blood flowed down the arm.

The dancer who was tied to the side watched Su Ming's movements from the corner of his eye. Although there was no special expression on his face, he did feel a lot more relaxed mentally.

Because, judging from the current situation, this method of torture, killing and interrogation does not seem to be so scary and unbearable.

Just when the dancer thought so.

Su Ming suddenly turned the tip of the knife in a circular motion. A piece of meat about the size of a bottle cap, but already cut into the muscles, fell to the ground with a snap.

Although under the influence of special drugs, the pain was amplified several times.

But the skunk was still gritting his teeth, staring at the ceiling with sweat on his head, and didn't even howl.

Su Ming didn't seem to care about the skunk's state at all. He looked at the dancer who was passionate about killing and narrated it as if he was carving a piece of art.

"Hey dancer, you know what...?"

"In the ancient Dragon Kingdom, there was a punishment called Lingchi. The punished person would have a total of 3,600 pieces of flesh cut off, and he would not even be able to die during this period."

"The terrible thing about this kind of punishment is not actually the pain in the flesh, but the mental and psychological pressure and devastation caused by each cut on the body."

"At the end, every piece of meat you cut will bring you closer to death, and you will know your death date more clearly than ever before."

"Of course, there's no point in just cutting off the flesh, so I specially improved it."

After saying this.

Su Ming had moved the meat cleaver ten times quickly, and the skunk's right upper arm, which was originally full of muscles, had turned into a bloody, hideous mess, like a pockmarked pineapple.

He felt the movement of Su Ming's hand stop.

The skunk was gritting his teeth and mocked in a weak and hoarse voice, regardless of the sweat on his forehead.

"that's all?"

"The so-called ten times the pain, is this just what it is? Hahaha."

"If this is it..."

Seeing the skunk trying to irritate him, Su Ming shrugged indifferently, picked up the hydrogen peroxide placed next to him, and poured it onto the wound on the skunk's right arm.

"Zi-zi-zi--"

When the hydrogen peroxide for disinfection was poured on the skunk's wound, a dense layer of fine foam instantly emerged, and the sizzling sound continued to be heard.

A skunk who could still talk.

The ten dense wounds on his arms, under the strong stimulation of hydrogen peroxide and the senses amplified by the drug, instantly made his eyes widen in pain.

This pain.

It was different from the slow pain of cutting flesh before, but a pain so severe and sudden that the nerve endings in the whole body were about to explode.

After pouring the hydrogen peroxide to temporarily wash away the blood from the wound, Su Ming raised the meat cleaver and continued without any emotion at all.

"I just said it."

"While retaining the advantages of this special criminal law, I also improved its shortcomings, making the pain and despair more intense."

"So, enjoy it, the most desperate and painful time begins now."

Done.

Su Ming held the meat cleaver and aimed it at the skunk's right arm without hesitation. He pressed the bloody hole in the skunk's right arm again and cut off a deeper piece of meat.

The pain at first was just a slow skin ache.

After pouring hydrogen peroxide behind him, the pain suddenly became extremely severe, as if boiling water was put into it, destroying his sanity.

And now... after the superposition of two different degrees of pain from the flesh cutting and hydrogen peroxide, the nerves in the entire upper arm have become extremely sensitive and painful.

Maybe just blowing on the wound gently can bring about several times the pain of cutting the flesh and pouring hydrogen peroxide on it.

Not to mention...it would dig a deeper blood hole based on the original wound.

But Su Ming pressed down the meat cleaver again, and this time he deliberately and extremely slowly expanded the area of ​​the blood hole bit by bit like a saw.

"Uh-ah-ah-"

The skunk who had just been so arrogant finally howled out in uncontrollable pain. His whole body tensed up and he began to roll his eyes.

But due to the effect of adrenaline, there was no chance of fainting, and the extremely severe pain seemed to have already reached the ends of the hair...