Cannon Fodder Slap Guide [Quick Transmigration]

The lips of the man who was hung upside down were bloodless, and dark blue blood vessels were climbing on his purple-black swollen face like patterns.

The rope tied to his body sank deep into his tense muscles, and blood gushed out from the mottled and terrifying wounds on his body. A puddle of blood had already accumulated on the ground, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.

The man's out-of-focus eyes kept rolling upwards, and occasionally muffled grunts escaped from his lips that couldn't be closed tightly, as if he had lost consciousness.After experiencing all kinds of torture, his current appearance is completely different from the fierce and violent appearance on the playground before. His momentum, anger, and dignity have all been castrated.

Qin Zhuan admired his masterpiece with satisfaction, cleaned and disinfected the blood-stained instruments of torture one by one, and then neatly stacked them, sat down gracefully on the chair, and said to the only spectator in the interrogation room: "Your performance to him, Are you satisfied?"

Tong Lin said lightly: "Let's make do, I never like to watch this kind of drama, how about changing the channel?"

As the core figures of the chaos, Tong Lin and Zhuang Nan were brought to the interrogation room.The strong man was hanged upside down and subjected to various instruments of torture, while Tong Lin was forced to sit opposite to watch the whole bloody process.

If the system were a person, he would have already vomited out his stomach by now.

Qin Zhuan watched Tong Lin silently, as if thinking about how to leave an indelible mark on him.In fact, reminiscing the moment when Tong Lin made a move on the playground, he was like a cheetah that had been dormant in the grass for a long time, bursting out of its accumulated strength.

He felt Tong Lin's fist hit his chest, causing an earthquake in his heart.

That man was full of masculine charm like a lone hero, and he didn't back down in the face of the wolves-like prisoners. His dark and shiny pupils were full of charming indifference, and there was no trace of his smooth and fair face that could be seen through. expression.

At that moment, all the tyrannical factors in Qin Zhuan's body jumped up, as if experiencing a grand carnival.His blood froze into ice, but it seemed like a fire was burning in his abdominal cavity. The complex and intertwined sensations made him tremble all over, his blood spurted out, and he ushered in a fresh and exciting feeling that he had never experienced before.

He wanted to get this man, completely possess this man, and make him his exclusive prisoner.

The man who drove him crazy was sitting in front of him at this moment, in this cold interrogation room filled with the smell of blood.With a smile on the corner of Qin Zhuan's mouth, he followed Tong Lin's delicate facial features with aggressive and possessive eyes.

The man who has calmed down is as beautiful as a painting, with a deceptive aura permeating between his brows and eyes, a pair of sparkling peach blossom eyes seem to be intoxicating with deep love, but there is only a touch of indifference and a bit of unruly in his eyes.

The straight nose bridge matched his face shape, the rosy and soft lips looked very attractive, a pair of round and full ears, and a small Adam's apple was embedded in the long white and slender neck.

His hair was not yet dry, water dripped from the ends of his hair from time to time, rolled down his cheeks and into his collar, the collar of the prison uniform blocked Qin Zhuan's eyes slowly moving down with the water droplets, which made him feel unsatisfied, Throat is very thirsty.

From the beginning to the end, Tong Lin's expression was so calm and calm, Qin Zhuan suddenly wanted to break his calmness, to see his frowning, sinking face.

Tong Lin met Qin Zhuan's gaze without hesitation, not knowing that the other party had looked at him carefully, and even lusted for those parts wrapped under the prison uniform.

He glanced at the torture equipment on the table and in the room, thinking that the pervert on the opposite side was thinking about how to torment him, and he couldn't help but recall the time when he was falsely captured and tortured in the enemy camp.

He has received special training, including nerve-disrupting drugs and most of the instruments of torture. His willpower and ability to endure pain are naturally beyond ordinary people.But even if he survived the torture again and again, how could he complete the task with injuries all over his body.

When Tong Lin was thinking about this question, Qin Zhuan's sexy lips spat out a series of charming low notes: "You said, you are not the king of war?"

Tong Lin said, "No."

Qin Zhuan took off his gloves slowly while continuing to ask: "Is there any evidence?"

Tong Lin raised his eyebrows: "You have no conclusive evidence to prove that I am the king of war."

Qin Zhuan folded the two gloves, placed them lightly on a corner of the table, and stuck them squarely on the right angle.

His slender and strong fingers stroked the torture instrument in front of him, as gentle as if he was caressing his lover's body.

He picked up a tool casually, stood up and walked around the table, walked to Tong Lin and leaned against the edge of the table, fiddling with it seemingly casually: "If you are not the king of war, then who are you and why are you here? "

Tong Lin glanced at the long and pointed instrument of torture in his hand. It was an eyeball needle, shaped a bit like a wine corkscrew. A long needle can be inserted into the eyeball at the end.

Because I can't close my eyes, I can only watch the sharp needles slowly stabbing towards my eyeballs, so the visual effect is very touching.

The system trembled and said: "Major, you admit it, this deputy warden is too scary, he is like a perverted killer in a horror movie."

Tong Lin replied: "You also said that you are a pervert, even if I admit it now, he will not let me go."

Tong Lin's two hands were handcuffed together. While thinking about the possibility of snatching the torture tool and killing the warden, he stalled for time and said, "I'm just a street gangster who nobody cares about. I'm helpless, and I live by pickpocketing all day long. I just stole that chip, so the owner is the king of war, isn't it?"

Qin Zhuan watched his lips fluttering when he spoke, and couldn't help licking the dry corners of his mouth. He raised Tong Lin's chin, forcing Tong Lin to look up at him, admiring his elongated neckline and rolling Adam's Apple, he used the tool in his hand to press down his collar, revealing his slender and delicate collarbone.

"Your rhetoric has been said many times in the Interstellar Investigation Bureau," Qin Zhuan leaned forward slightly, and said close to Tong Lin, "Is it uncomfortable that no one believes it?"

Tong Lin blinked and said, "It's okay."

Qin Zhuan's hand dragged Tong Lin's beautifully shaped chin, his thumb stroked his wet lips, and whispered: "I believe in you."

ha?Tong Lin felt baffled.

The system couldn't help but said: "This atmosphere is not right, Major, why do I feel that he doesn't seem to be tortured, but rather wants to fuck you? The way he looks at him, he's going to eat you up."

Tong Lin turned on the mute function.

"Although I believe in you," Qin Zhuan smiled, "but I won't let you go."

Tong Linxin said that there was a lot of drama and nonsense, and it was not straightforward at all.

Qin Zhuan's interest was no longer in the title of "Lord of War". Tong Lin himself attracted all his attention.No matter who he is or what he has done, Qin Zhuan does not intend to let him leave here.

He let go of his hand, walked around behind Tong Lin, put one hand on his shoulder, slowly moved towards his neck, leaned over to his ear and said in an ambiguous and hoarse voice: "You caused quite a commotion today, you How can I punish you?"

Qin Zhuan's hands were so cold that they didn't have any human body temperature, which made Tong Lin's skin goosebumps.The warm and cool breath penetrated into his ear canal, making him feel cold even inside his body.

The hand lingered on Tong Lin's neck for a moment, then it penetrated along his neck into the collar of the prison uniform, and slowly touched Tong Lin's chest all the way down, the fingertips protruding above his heart Slide up and down.

Tong Lin's shell was very sensitive, and when he teased it a little, the bulge stiffened, and his heartbeat and breathing began to become a little messy, and a burst of low laughter immediately came from his ears.

Tong Lin reflexively raised his hand to stop the evil hand on him, but his handcuffs were tied to the armrest of the chair by a chain, and the only thing he could do was to raise his hand, a symbolic struggle one time.

He said dryly: "The punishment method of the deputy warden is quite special. I thought all the instruments of torture on the table were prepared for me."

Qin Zhuan's hand paused for a moment, and he pulled it out of Tong Lin's clothes abruptly, pushed his head back with one hand, and quickly stuck the eye needle above Tong Lin's eye with the other hand.

This man was really moody, and his moods changed so quickly that it was unexpected, leaving him in shock.

A sharp needle sticks out from above, and slowly falls towards the middle of the pupil.The slower this process is, the greater the psychological pressure and fear the prisoner will bear, and he may be on the verge of collapse before his body is injured.

Time passed minute by minute, Qin Zhuan seemed to be quite patient, the needle tip never came off, but the sharp feeling hanging over the eyeball made Tong Lin feel scalp numb.

Metamorphosis is to enjoy this long process of crushing people's hearts.

Tong Lin's patience ran out quickly during this process, the muscles in his legs jumped up suddenly, and he was about to lift his legs and kick on the table, using his body to knock the people behind him away, when the door of the interrogation room was knocked.

Qin Zhuan didn't move at all, and asked calmly, "Who?"

A young voice came from outside the door: "It's me, Chu Qiao."

Hearing this name, Qin Zhuan's face flashed a trace of displeasure, and his tone became stiff: "What's the matter?"

Chu Qiao said through the door: "I'll take prisoner a15820 to the psychotherapy room for talk therapy."

Qin Zhuan stared into Tong Lin's eyes for a while, then slowly removed the eye needle and undid the chain of the handcuffs.

Tong Lin straightened up, rubbed the stiff back of his neck, and felt cold sweat on his hands.If the people outside the door came a little later, the interrogation room has now become a battlefield for two people, and I really don't know how it will end by then.

Qin Zhuan thoughtfully helped Tong Lin straighten his collar, then walked slowly over to open the door, looked down at Chu Qiao and said, "I'm interrogating this prisoner, and he's about to speak, so I don't bother Dr. Chu. "

In this prison, he didn't take anyone seriously, especially such a small character as Chu Qiao.

Chu Qiao looked over Qin Zhuan, seeing that Tong Lin didn't seem to be tortured, she felt relieved and was a little surprised.He withdrew his gaze and said with a cautious smile: "I'm sorry to interrupt your work, but this is an order from the warden. Please forgive me by the deputy warden."

Qin Zhuan looked at the baby-faced doctor with a gloomy and cold light in his long and narrow eyes.He still doesn't want to have a direct conflict with the warden, and has to be patient in everything, but Chu Qiao seems to know her own thoughts well, and uses the warden to suppress herself at every turn.

This psychiatrist really made Qin Zhuan feel uncomfortable.

Qin Zhuan lingered on Chu Qiao's face with oppressive eyes for a long time, then slowly turned around and waited for Tong Lin to stand up from the chair, put his lips on his ear and said, "Let me let you go this time, we will have a long time to come."

Tong Lin pursed his lips calmly, and was sent out of the interrogation room by Qin Zhuan.

A well-behaved young man and a prison guard stood outside the door.The young man was the one who called himself Chu Qiao just now. He smiled at Qin Zhuan and said, "Very hard for the deputy warden, I will take him away."

Qin Zhuan glanced at Chu Qiao with gloomy eyes, snorted softly from his nasal cavity, and when he turned to Tong Lin again, greedy desires flickered in his eyes.

Even if no one knocked on the door to interrupt, Qin Zhuan knew that he would not really let the needle go into Tong Lin's eyeball.Looking at those charming eyes, he suddenly felt very reluctant.His interest in this person has exceeded his imagination.

Tong Lin followed Chu Qiao away without looking sideways, and came to the psychological treatment room.

I just came out of the cold and ruthless interrogation room, and I was a little uncomfortable seeing the environment of the treatment room at first.The tea-brown walls, beige curtains, dark tables and chairs, and soft and comfortable couch make people forget that they are in the universe for a moment.

"Sit." Chu Qiao walked past Tong Lin, politely asking Tong Lin to sit down at the desk.

Tong Lin was not polite, and sat down on the chair directly, changing to a relaxed environment, and his mood became much brighter.

Chu Qiao walked to the long table by the wall and turned around and asked, "Coffee?"

"Yes." While looking at the decorations around, Tong Lin lamented that this prison has everything you need, and then a faint voice in his mind sighed: "Finally escaped, I was scared to death."

Tong Lin: "Hmm... um? Didn't I turn on the mute function just now?"

"Hehe," the system said proudly, "the first thing I did after the upgrade was to destroy the mute function."

Tong Lin: "..."

Chu Qiao put the brewed coffee on the table in front of Tong Lin, walked to the other side and sat down, briefly introduced her identity and the purpose of bringing Tong Lin here, and then kindly took it out of the drawer. A pack of cigarettes asked, "Do you smoke?"

Tong Lin narrowed his eyes, the way he looked at the cigarette case was somewhat similar to when Qin Zhuan stared at him before.He restrained the urge to snatch the cigarette case, tried to ignore his body's deep desire to take a deep breath of nicotine and then slowly exhale the smoke, and squeezed out a few words through his teeth: "I don't smoke."

Chu Qiao was stunned for a moment. The man's eyes clearly showed yearning for the cigarette case in his hand, but he refused his own demand with a struggling attitude, showing extremely strong willpower.

Tong Lin took a sip of coffee, changed the subject and said, "So, the warden thinks I need psychological treatment?"

Chu Qiao put away the cigarette case and said with a smile, "Don't take this matter as a burden. The main thing is to chat. Compared with the slightly tough interrogation method of the deputy warden, I believe it is more comfortable here."

"Slightly obvious" - Tong Lin recalled the scene that made people sweat just now, and felt that Chu Qiao was too understated.He changed into a comfortable sitting position and said, "Let's talk then."

Chu Qiao always had a kind smile on her immature face: "You are the main one. You speak and I listen."

"Say what?" It is too difficult to write an essay without a proposition.

"Whatever. Let's say your family."

Tong Lin reviewed the life of the original owner, and said slowly: "My father was a firefighter, and he died in the line of duty to save a little girl caught in a sea of ​​fire. The pension was embezzled by the boss, and my mother became depressed, and once wanted to take me to commit suicide ..."

The original owner's life was really a mess, after Tong Lin finished his straightforward narration, he took another sip of coffee to moisten his throat.

Chu Qiao listened quietly all the time without making any comments, just nodded and said, "Then what do you think of the King of War?"

Tong Lin raised the corner of his mouth and said, "I don't even know this person, but I took such a big blame for him, what do you think I should think of him?"

Chu Qiao pondered and said: "A person really shouldn't take the responsibility for something he didn't do. It would be great if you have the alibi for the previous wars launched by the King of War."

These words seemed to imply something, Tong Lin tried to find a flaw in the young face, but the expression on that face was calm and impeccable.

He didn't know that while he was looking at Chu Qiao, a man was watching him on the monitor screen.