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Wang Manchun would always have the same nightmare, dreaming that Minglou was dying in a pool of blood with his body broken.The cold and stern female voice next to her ear tore her heart word by word: Wang Manchun, all the injuries he suffered are thanks to you!

Every time she dreamed of this place, she would wake up crying, and then frantically fetched a basin of water, found the broken shirt that was pressed at the bottom of the box and washed it repeatedly, but she couldn't wash the blood stains on it.As time went by, the pure white cloth turned yellow, but the bright red color became deeper and deeper.Piece by piece, piece by piece, are scars engraved on my heart that will never heal.

Wang Tianfeng said: If you don't get rid of your inner demons, you will never become an excellent agent.

So Wang Manchun never felt that he was qualified.

No matter how many years passed, she couldn't make it through.

The reason why she became Wang Tianfeng's most proud student was entirely due to self-deception.

Just as she promised them last night, she would try her best to win over Fujita Yoshimasa and interrogate Ming Lou herself.

According to the teacher, the set of torture tricks that she practiced on the 76th with a lot of thunder and a little rain can be used against both the teacher himself and Mingtai. Could it be that it can't be used against him Minglou?Ah Cheng also echoed for the first time: Yes, yes.Look at Mingtai, the pain is pain, it will be fine after a few days of care, and there is no permanent damage at all.It's hard to say if it's someone else.

She understood what they meant.Saving someone from a super high class is like pulling a tooth out of a tiger's mouth, and it can't be done in a short time.In her hands, Minglou is much better than in the hands of the Japanese.

I understand the truth.But the problem is, this is none other than Minglou.

Under the watchful eyes of the Japanese, she couldn't be too fake.

In order to complete the task, she, Wang Manchun, can be cruel to anyone.But this is Minglou.

Standing in front of the iron gate of the super high class dungeon again, he took a deep breath.She doesn't know if she is strong enough, but she has no choice.

The gloomy corridor, dim lights, followed Fujita Yoshimasa to the heavily guarded interrogation room.From far to near, she heard the familiar, creepy sound of various instruments of torture being applied to the human body; We heard the panting yelling and cursing of the Japanese military police, but the painful cries of the tortured were not heard.

Just listening to it like this, Wang Manchun already felt that she was going crazy.

And when the nightmare that had been repeated over the years really appeared in front of her eyes, she was still standing there, unable to breathe, move, or think.The only thing circling in his mind is that ancient and vicious curse: Wang Manchun, all the injuries he suffered are thanks to you.

Thanks to you--

What Ming Lou is most worried about now is that he is afraid that Wang Manchun will see such a fragmented self.However, he was woken up by who knows how many buckets of ice water was poured into his face, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his head and open his eyes, but he felt her presence so keenly in the first moment.

Originally, seeing her obediently holding Ah Cheng's hand and leaving the dangerous place without impulsiveness and clamoring to find out the truth, Minglou felt extremely relieved and at ease in his heart.Even if he is in a desperate situation, even if he has to suffer more torture, he seeks benevolence and has no regrets.However, when all kinds of tortures were continuously imposed on the increasingly weak body in turn, and in the extreme pain for a long time, the mind that passed out time and time again and was awakened by ice water became more and more clear.He suddenly became afraid, afraid that Ah Cheng would not follow the order to send her away, and afraid that she would run back by herself if she was disobedient.These two people have always been superficially obedient, and at critical moments, they are lawless and self-assessed.

The premonition became reality, Minglou secretly sighed in his heart.He is not afraid of being tortured, and he has already prepared for it.No matter what kind of torture, even if life is worse than death, his muscles and bones are broken, and his own pain, even if his teeth are broken, he still holds on and does not say a word.But he was afraid that she would see him, that it would hurt her to see him, that she would not be able to bear it.

But now, there was really nothing he could do.

The water on the tip of the hair was mixed with the blood and cold sweat that kept coming out, ticking and dripping on the stone ground that was already full of blood pools.Minglou's head hangs weakly on his chest, panting quickly and weakly.He can't see Man Chun, but he can feel her, and feel her extreme restraint on the verge of collapse.Why does this girl always force herself to do the cruelest things?At this moment, the pity and worry in my heart even surpassed the great pain in my body.

Suddenly, the iron chains binding his wrists were loosened, and his body, which was completely limp and hanging from the torture rack, slammed heavily onto the cold ground.The wounds all over his body burst open in the violent impact, blood spattering everywhere.The sudden severe pain caused him to twitch uncontrollably, and he passed out again.

"Baga!" The tragic scene in front of him made Fujita Yoshimasa furious: "I told you that this person is very important. You must take it step by step. You must not die or faint easily, so that you can press for a confession. What are you idiots doing?" ?”

"Report to Chief Fujita, this person is really too stubborn. Since last night, we have changed three teams of people to carry out the execution in turn until now, but he has not even snorted, let alone confessed. So we just There is nothing we can do if we can continue to receive severe punishments and increase the intensity of punishments!"

The Japanese military police, who were already exhausted and had red eyes, felt even more embarrassed by this reprimand. They raised their hands and poured a bucket full of water with ice cubes still floating on the unconscious Minglou over his head and face.It was early spring, the weather was still cold, and the cold air in the basement was a bit heavier than outside.Ming Lou's already high fever body was suddenly irritated by a large amount of ice water, and he twitched and trembled reflexively.

"Look, sir, if you have a reaction, you can continue the interrogation." As the gendarmes said, they dragged the man lying on the ground up, tied him with iron chains again, and hung him on the rack, only to find that he had already Under the action, he fainted again.

"Play dead!" The Japanese gendarmes felt even more frustrated. In extreme annoyance, they picked up the handle of the whip, wet it, put it into a coarse salt bucket, dipped in salt grains, and stabbed at the most obvious wounds on his body where the bones were deep.At first, it slowly rotated and screwed in a little bit. After it was deep enough, it stirred the wound violently until it touched the bone and rattled.

Wang Manchun stood there as if rooting, just staring blankly.

From that nightmarish rainy night that shattered all her happiness, to letting him lead her into a trap, she struggled in darkness and pain again and again for so many years. A bigger and crueler test is waiting for him.Until this moment, in this hell on earth where demons gather, amidst her pain and anger, the deepest torment and heartbreak that can be endured and unbearable in a life of wandering in the smoke and chaos, finally reached its peak at this moment.

The person who was still in a coma twitched in pain again, the muscles all over his body trembled, and cold sweat dripped down.

Amidst the violent convulsions driving the rattling sound of the iron chain, Wang Manchun's trembling fingertips almost uncontrollably wanted to touch the gun...

She's going to kill the beasts, devil!She couldn't save him, but she could end his suffering and her own.

The gendarmes were still mutilating this bloody body non-stop.They put on gloves, stuffed large grains of coarse salt directly into the wound, crushed and stirred vigorously.Finally, vague and broken □□ overflowed from the hoarse throat intermittently, but then it turned into a low muffled hum suppressed in the chest.As consciousness gradually recovered, Minglou clenched his teeth again, allowing them to torture him in every possible way, without making any sound except for his rapid and labored breathing.

Wang Manchun tried his best to suppress the tears that were about to come out of his eyes, and clasped his hands, forcing himself to give up the idea of ​​drawing a gun and fighting to the death.Minglou exposed himself to save her.He exchanged himself for her life, so no matter how life would be worse than death, or even if her heart aches to the point of madness, she must not make unnecessary sacrifices.She had to control herself, she had to grit her teeth and finish the scene. This was what she owed him.Only in this way can he have a chance to save him, and only in this way will his suffering not be in vain.