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A somewhat elderly figure appeared in the darkness.

Trembling and trembling, she walked towards Wei Ziyang, hesitated at every step, and walked to his side after a long time.

"Mr. Wei?" It was Mrs. Tang, she squatted down and pushed him, "Wake up."

In a daze, Wei Ziyang opened his eyes and looked at Mrs. Tang blankly.

"Oh, how did you beat me up like this? Mr. Ji is too cruel. What a big deal it is to hit someone like this." She looked around nervously, then took out a roasted sweet potato from her arms, "I haven't had a meal yet at night." Eat something, eat something quickly."

Wei Ziyang stared blankly at Mrs. Tang, then at the steaming sweet potato.

"Hurry up, Jiang Hai and the others are going to rest, don't let them see." Mrs. Tang peeled the sweet potato a little, revealing the red and yellow meat inside, which was so delicious that people drool.

Wei Ziyang moved his hands, but his whole body was in pain as if being run over by a car and back again, and he couldn't help but groaned.

Falling from heaven to hell, falling from the clouds to the abyss, this is probably the feeling.

Mrs. Tang quickly helped him up: "Come on, sit up."

Wei Ziyang, who was extremely hungry, ignored the pain in his body, grabbed the sweet potato and took a big bite, which made him frown.

"Slow down a little bit, be careful of burning your mouth." Mrs. Tang looked at his bruised and bruised body, and said pitifully, "What a poor child, does it hurt?"

Wei Ziyang paused for a moment. He hadn't felt this kind of motherly care for many years.

"Really, Mr. Ji, there is no one who beats people like this. This is almost killing people." Mrs. Tang sighed, "What's the matter with you? Isn't it good to go out in the morning? Why do you come back like this? ?”

Wei Ziyang seemed to be soaked in acid water, sore and painful, but he just ate food without saying a word.

"Jiang Hai said that you were sent by others to harm Mr. Ji. Is what he said true? What's going on?"

Wei Ziyang glanced at her and speeded up his eating.

"You child, why are you so stubborn? Is there anything you can't talk about, and you have to get to this point? Look at you being beaten like this alone, and Mrs. Tang feels distressed when she sees it. What is it? What's wrong?"

It's better to be tough, but to be soft, first let Jiang Hai come forward and beat himself to death, and then let Mrs. Tang come forward to pity her, hoping to pry her mouth open.

Do you really want to use this method of dealing with the enemy to deal with me?

Wei Ziyang swallowed the last big piece of sweet potato, handed the skin to Mrs. Tang, and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you Mrs. Tang."

Mrs. Tang sighed deeply and went back helplessly.

Before the head wolf announced the declassification of the mission to him, he could not disclose any information, and he could not let Ji Yuanxi know that the military was investigating him. Apart from himself, there were intelligence personnel in other fields around him, and their safety must be protected.

My ten fingers were a little hot from pinching freshly baked sweet potatoes, but they were swollen and itchy because of prolonged exposure to the cold.Except for the fingers, the rest of the body was icy cold, and the slippers on the feet fell off at some point, and they were naked, and the toes were so cold that they couldn't feel it.

He couldn't sit still, every bone was aching, his body tilted, and he fell on the hard and cold ground, arching his body like a shrimp.

Ji Yuanxi sat in the darkness, holding a cigarette between his fingertips, the green smoke made his face even more blurred in the darkness.His face was horribly dark, like a volcano that could erupt anytime and anywhere, his brows were furrowed, and the corners of his mouth drooped slightly.He took a few puffs anxiously, and there was only a little red light in the darkness, bright and dim suddenly.

Jiang Hai could only stand in the darkness by his side, frowning as well.

After knocking on the door a few times, Mrs. Tang walked in. She glanced at Jiang Hai next to her, and walked into the room timidly: "Mr. Ji."

Ji Yuanxi roughly pressed the cigarette in the ashtray a few times, there were already a lot of cigarette butts piled inside, some were short, some were long, and some were twisted into twists after only one or two puffs.

He took out another cigarette, lit it in his mouth, and took a deep breath: "How is it?"

Mrs. Tang lowered her head: "He didn't say anything."

"Didn't you say a word?" Ji Yuanxi's voice was also hoarse as if it had been torn apart.

"No."

Jiang Hai on the side interrupted and asked, "Has he eaten?"

"Eat, eat quickly."

"How does he look in a mood?"

"Huh? Look? He looks like he's dying..." Mrs. Tang obviously didn't understand what he was asking.

But in an instant, Ji Yuanxi raised his eyes, and the fierce eyes swept over, which had complicated meanings faintly.

"I didn't ask you this." Jiang Hai explained, "Is he crying? Or does he look sad?"

Mrs. Tang shook her head: "No, it looks normal."

Jiang Hai's brows tightened again, and he didn't ask any more questions.

Ji Yuanxi waved his hand to signal her to leave, and took another drag on his cigarette.

Mrs. Tang immediately backed out. She didn't dare to stay in such a depressing atmosphere for a second.

Ji Yuanxi cleared his throat. Although he was talking to Jiang Hai, he didn't even look at him: "What do you think?"

"He's mentally very good."

Ji Yuanxi suddenly became irritable: "You still need to tell me this!"

Jiang Hai quickly continued to explain: "Judging from his performance, he is very likely to have received anti-interrogation training, and judging from his equipment, it is only used by professionally trained people. The most special thing is his modified mobile phone, The signal conversion transceiver device inside can be said to be military-grade."

"and then?"

Jiang Hai was dumb for a moment, facing the berserk Ji Yuanxi, who had experienced many battles, couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart: "It's still hard to confirm, both Ji Yuanguang and Xie Shaoqing may contact and dispatch intelligence personnel of this level, but Xie Shaoqing more likely."

"Xie Shaoqing attempted to murder him several times, do you still think it was him?"

"The suspicion cannot be completely ruled out. It is still possible to pretend to arrange the assassination and create an appearance of hatred to cover up. After all, Wei Ziyang has been fine a few times."

"Then you've been talking nonsense for a long time!" Ji Yuanxi was furious.

Jiang Hai lowered his head, he could feel the boss' anger and deep hatred for him.

Yes, he hated Jiang Hai, hated him for pulling himself out of the beautiful dream, hated him for revealing the bloody truth to himself, making himself unprepared and embarrassed.

"Then what should I do next? I have to know who is dealing with me, right?" Ji Yuanxi suppressed the manic anger in his heart, and his voice became hoarse, "Continue to fight tomorrow?"

"The stick is too childish for him, and I'm afraid it won't have any effect."

"I don't want to hear such words!" Ji Yuanxi yelled at the top of his voice, "What I want is a solution! A solution! Don't tell me you can't make him speak!"

"There is a way, but..."

"But what!"

Jiang Hai hesitated for a moment and said: "There are definitely methods, and I know a lot. It depends on whether Mr. Ji wants to use it and to what extent. A trained person like him wants to break through his tolerance limit, isn't it Just the normal way."

Ji Yuanxi stared, as if he wanted to eat people, he suddenly jumped up, grabbed a decoration at hand, and threw it towards Jiang Hai.

Jiang Hai backed away slightly, and smashed the decoration on the wall. The huge force made a dent in the wall.

Ji Yuanxi's facial features were distorted to the point of ferociousness, and he stood under the window looking fierce. The moonlight shone in from behind him, pulling out a black shadow, and his face was completely hidden in the shadow.

Jiang Hai lowered his head and stopped expressing any opinions, not daring to add fuel to the fire.

The atmosphere is oppressive, and every breath feels luxurious.

The eerie silence lasted for a long time, and Ji Yuanxi's voice seemed to come from the depths of hell: "Go and prepare."

Jiang Hai nodded, but was not relieved.

"Get lost!" Ji Yuanxi said darkly.

Jiang Hai quickly backed out, away from the range controlled by Ji Yuanxi's aura, and he let out a long sigh.

The darkness almost swallowed Ji Yuanxi.

Falling from heaven to hell, falling from the clouds to the abyss, for Ji Yuanxi, why not?

In the morning, he was still dreaming about you and me, but in the afternoon someone told him that it was a vain dream.

Decorate his house, buy a grave for his adoptive parents, lead him on stage in front of everyone, open a restaurant just for him, and spend his anniversary with him...

Giving everything like a fool, thinking that he could reap a beautiful love, what did he get?A complete betrayal, all the efforts made, all in exchange for deceit.What happened a few years ago repeated the same mistakes, and the facts laughed at me mercilessly. It turned out that after so many years, I was still so naive, and I actually believed in such things as love.

The heart is like being roasted by fire, it is the flame of anger.

The fire is running around in the body, wanting to vent but there is nowhere to vent.

Suddenly, he was so violent that he couldn't control himself. Howling, he grabbed everything that could move in the room and smashed it to the ground.

There was a flurry of bang bang bang bang bang bang, and the room was turned into ruins. Desk lamps, TVs, and everything that could be smashed were not spared.

As soon as his legs went limp, he sat on the ground in a state of embarrassment, and when he stretched his hands, he felt severe pain.

Looking up, a piece of broken glass pierced the palm of the hand, and blood gushed out from the wound.

It hurts, it hurts, but this feeling is also very refreshing, because when the palm hurts, you won't feel the pain in your heart.

With a deathly face, he picked up the fragment, stabbed it into his palm, and cut a deep and long wound.

The blood was like water, dripping onto the ground, forming a thin line. He rubbed his palms, and the blood smeared in his palms, bloody and red.

No one had a good time that night.

Jiang Hai led a few people to drag Wei Ziyang, who was in a semi-comatose state, into an empty room, tied him to a chair, hung him with glucose, turned on the strong light, and shined it directly into his eyes.

All of a sudden, from darkness to being illuminated by strong light, Wei Ziyang couldn't open his eyes all of a sudden, and turned his head desperately to one side.

Several bodyguards stood by his side with a stick each.

Wei Ziyang glanced at Jiang Hai, and said sarcastically, "Is this your chance to play?"

"Stop being so hard on me." Jiang Hai said blankly, and told the others, "Don't let him sleep."

Without sleep, the brain cannot get the necessary rest. Wei Ziyang knew that the torture was just beginning.

As long as he lowered his head, someone would push his head up with a stick, and the dazzling light hurt his eyes.

As long as he showed the slightest sign of falling asleep or comatose, a stick would hit him mercilessly.

What awaits him is endless.

In just one night, Wei Ziyang looked haggard, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, and his eyes were bloodshot, empty and dull, like pearls and jade covered with dust.

Ji Yuanxi sat beside him far away, as if he would be too dirty if he got any closer.His palms were wrapped in gauze, with lit cigarettes between his fingertips, and his expression was cold.

Jiang Hai still stood firmly by his side.

"When are you going to speak?" Ji Yuanxi said blankly, his voice seemed to be unable to recover, it was still so hoarse.

Wei Ziyang raised his head with difficulty, but still didn't say anything.

Ji Yuanxi took a puff of cigarette: "Show me your tenacious fighting spirit, don't you? Do you really think I can't make you talk?"

Wei Ziyang's heart was icy cold.

When a person who was kind to you suddenly uses the most brutal means to deal with you, the heart hurts far more than the body.

He shook his head, expressing his refusal, and Ji Yuanxi's expression darkened again.

"Are you planning to fight me to the end? Do you think you won't be willing to touch you?"

This time, Wei Ziyang remained motionless like a dead body, without any reaction at all.

Ji Yuanxi scratched his injured palm, the pain came again, and he winked at Jiang Hai.

Jiang Hai took out a soaked towel from the basin and walked over.

Wei Ziyang's eyeballs moved, and before he could say anything, Jiang Hai had already covered his mouth and nose.

Wei Ziyang, who was a little distracted, took a deep breath subconsciously, and the water choked into his trachea. He blushed suddenly and coughed desperately.But Jiang Hai showed no mercy, and covered him even harder, preventing him from breathing.

The nose was full of water, and there was no air to come in. Wei Ziyang groaned, twisted his body and struggled, and the chair was dragged by him.Jiang Hai's hand covering his nose did not relax at all, while the other hand strangled his neck and pressed his body.

Ji Yuanxi clenched his fists, tensed all the muscles in his body, stared at him, and scratched the wound with his nails.

1 minute... 2 minutes... 3 minutes...

When the air became less and less, and his chest seemed to explode, Wei Ziyang jumped up and down, desperately trying to break free from the shackles.Just when he thought he was blindfolded, Jiang Hai let go of his hand.

The timing was just right, Wei Ziyang took a big breath.But just as the breath reached his throat, Jiang Hai grabbed his throat and pressed him against the back of the chair.

The moment he pinched him, Ji Yuanxi, who was on the sidelines, twitched his hand, his eyes widened, and blood oozes from the bandaged wound.

The breathing hadn't fully slowed down, and it became unsmooth again, but there was still a little bit of fresh air, Wei Ziyang opened his mouth, half dead.

Jiang Hai didn't give him any buffer, and forced him to ask: "Who sent you here, tell me, and you won't suffer."

Wei Ziyang turned a deaf ear, inhaled slowly, and adjusted his breathing.

When Jiang Hai was questioning, other bodyguards had re-soaked the towels and handed them to Jiang Hai.

Seeing that Wei Ziyang had breathed a little, Jiang Hai stretched out his hand and covered his nose again.

This time it was longer than the last time, Wei Ziyang struggled, twisted, did not sleep all night, his whole body was wet, and his body was extremely weak, but he was still struggling to die, the infusion needle stuck on the back of his hand cut him The skin on the back of the hand was cut through a vein, and black and red blood flowed out as big as a bean, so they gave him another hand to give him an injection.

Wei Ziyang's stubbornness angered Ji Yuanxi, and his anger gradually changed.Who is his allegiance to?To whom?For the messenger behind him, how could he do this to this extent?who is it?Who is eligible?

Time and time again, Jiang Hai grasped the timing just right every time, and every time he had seen the gate of heaven by himself and was about to be freed, he dragged him back into hell again.

Ji Yuanxi smoked one after another, the room was filled with the choking smell of smoke, his palms were sticky and wet with blood, he felt very uncomfortable watching Jiang Hai's forced confession in words and actions.

But, this is what he deserves!He made himself look like an idiot!He deserves it!

Who made him care so much?More important than me?

Wei Ziyang lowered his head and closed his eyes tightly.

"Why make things difficult for yourself? You just need to know who gave the instructions, and you don't need to say anything else." Jiang Hai's voice was like a devil in hell.

Wei Ziyang opened his mouth slightly, and said something, which was inaudible.

Ji Yuanxi flicked the cigarette butt, and the ash fell from his fingertips and landed on his trousers. He was always tidy, so he didn't care to wipe it off. He leaned forward slightly, wanting to listen carefully.

"What did you say?" Jiang Hai quickly approached and asked.

"I said..." Wei Ziyang opened his eyes and raised his voice, "This trick is useless, let's get a fresh one."

The corner of Ji Yuanxi's mouth twitched, and he pressed the cigarette butt on the table fiercely, and a burnt mark appeared on the surface of the wooden table. This was a move he had never done before.

Jiang Hai glanced at Ji Yuanxi, motioned to the people around him, went out alone, brought back a refrigerator, opened it in front of Wei Ziyang, and there were several kinds of injections inside.

Ji Yuanxi's eyes flickered for a moment, but he remained silent.

"I bought these overnight. They are all forbidden items. They are not very easy to deal with. I hope you won't disappoint me." Jiang Hai picked out one of them and took a little with a syringe.

"What are you using?"

"Don't be afraid, it's just a sedative."

Wei Ziyang's face changed slightly: "Sedative? Is it Veritaserum?"

"Yes, you are indeed a professional."

Veritaserum is a psychotropic drug that has a powerful hallucinogenic effect. When a person’s subjective consciousness is suppressed by the drug, the psychological defense line is easily destroyed, but there are huge sequelae. Once the brain’s capacity is exceeded, it will destroy Brain nerve cells make people become dementia.

Ji Yuanxi also knew about this, so he couldn't help but change his face.

"Then you should know that this kind of thing is not necessarily useful! People with strong willpower can completely overcome this kind of medicine!" Wei Ziyang shouted very loudly.From torture to now, he has always spoken softly, in order to preserve his strength, but suddenly he became agitated.

"I know, but you have to try, don't you?" Jiang Hai rolled up his sleeves.

"It's useless! This kind of thing is useless to me!"

He roared, his body trembling slightly, this time, he was really scared, so he could only use his voice to embolden himself, because he didn't want to become a fool!

He also hoped to step back from the front line of intelligence work and do some computer-related intelligence work, which he has always liked, something that requires a flexible mind and quick thinking. He didn't want to become a cripple at a young age.

Whether it's beating, sleep deprivation, or waterboarding, those are just physical injuries, and they will pass after a little patience, but he doesn't want to become stupid for the rest of his life.

"Let go! Let me go!" Wei Ziyang resisted fiercely, and the chair dragged on the ground, making a harsh sound.

Jiang Hai clasped his arm to keep him from moving: "Speak! Who sent you here? As long as you say it, you will be free immediately!"

Wei Ziyang shook his head desperately: "It's useless! I told you it's useless!"

Jiang Hai held the syringe in his hand, but looked at Ji Yuanxi.

He didn't dare to use this kind of thing indiscriminately, because once it was used, the aftereffects would be extremely obvious and irreversible, and the damage to a person would be immeasurable.

Ji Yuanxi's face was cold and distorted, he could see Wei Ziyang's reaction, and could feel his fear completely.

I still remember holding his hand that day, smiling and telling him in front of everyone, don't be afraid.But now he is in his own hands, and he is forced to die of fear by himself.

"Who sent you here!" Ji Yuanxi slowly got up, walked towards him step by step, walked in front of him, and looked down at him.The fist was clenched tightly, the wound burst open, and the gauze was stained red with blood.

A bodyguard said in surprise: "Mr. Ji, your hands are bleeding!"

"Get out!" Ji Yuanxi knocked the bodyguard to the ground with a punch, "Say! Who is it!"

"Let go of me! Let go of me!"

"I'll let you go!"

"It's useless! Let me go!"

"Who is it! Who is it! Who is it that made you so loyal to him!" Ji Yuanxi was furious, exuding a violent arrogance all over his body, "You would rather suffer so much for him than tell his name! I have done so many things for you, but you still betrayed me! Wei Ziyang! You are a fucking wolf! Who is it! Tell me!"

"Let me go!" Wei Ziyang gritted his teeth and repeated repeatedly.

"Who is worthy of you to do this! Who is it! If you don't tell me! I will destroy you now! Believe it or not!"

Wei Ziyang raised his head, looked at Ji Yuanxi, his eyes were clear: "You just kill me."

Ji Yuanxi's eyes were about to burst: "You would rather die for him?"

"I'd rather die for him!" He once said this sentence firmly, but he didn't know when he became hesitant and even lied, but now, under the coercion, a stubbornness came out of his bones , he yelled at the top of his throat, feeling the joy of destruction and the pleasure of being angry.

Ji Yuanxi went berserk: "In your heart, what do you think of me?"

What to do?His lingering affection seems to be a matter of yesterday, that kind of sweet feeling is irreplaceable, is it a person who can be loved?

like?Is it love to be tied to a chair with bruises and let others beat and torture him?

Wei Ziyang smiled wryly.

This smile, in Ji Yuanxi's eyes, was a naked sarcasm, which completely angered him, and he shouted at Jiang Hai: "What are you waiting for! Let him speak!"

"Yes, Mr. Ji." Jiang Hai said quickly.

"Ji Yuanxi!" Wei Ziyang stared at the ghost-like person in front of him.

"You choose the road yourself!" Ji Yuanxi roared, his heart pierced like a knife.

Jiang Hai grabbed his arm tightly.

With despair and resentment in his eyes, Wei Ziyang shouted with all his strength: "Ji Yuanxi, I hate you!"

Unlike any other time in the past, this time the hatred went deep into the bone marrow, and the pain was suffocating.

Ji Yuanxi's heart trembled, the cruel desire to destroy occupied all his thoughts, to destroy, to want to completely destroy.He roared at Jiang Hai: "Do it! Are you still waiting for me to come in person?"

Jiang Hai lowered his head, and the cold needle pierced Wei Ziyang's arm.

"do not want!"

The author has something to say: Today is even earlier~~