Lin Xiaoming always has a smile on his face, but his smile has obviously become colder, which is completely inconsistent with his sunny and funny leading actor image.
"Song Qian, if you think that I won't kill you but I can't do anything about it, you are totally wrong! I have at least a hundred ways to make you unable to survive or die!"
If you have the ability, just come. If I frown, I will take your surname Song Qian was still wise and did not provoke Lin Xiaoming at this juncture to avoid suffering the physical pain.
It¡¯s just that although he doesn¡¯t irritate Lin Xiaoming, Lin Xiaoming is ready to play an exciting game with him.
He put away the scalpel against Song Qian's body, but quickly stretched out his other hand, and inserted a handful of silver needles into his acupuncture points one by one.
Song Qian found that as soon as he put away his knife, he immediately opened his mouth to call someone, but after opening his mouth, he found that he could not make a sound.
Not only could I not make a sound, I couldn't even move my body.
But this was obviously not the most terrifying thing. What was even more terrifying was that the next moment, he felt a sharp sting all over his body.
¡°To describe this pain appropriately, it was like thousands of sharp needles were repeatedly piercing his skin!
In just a few seconds, Song Qian turned pale due to pain, broke out in cold sweat, and his facial features became extremely distorted, but he couldn't even make a cry.
The acupuncture technique that Lin Xiaoming is using now was passed down to him by his grandfather, but he has never used it before!
Because grandpa said that this acupuncture technique seems not too painful or itchy, but the effect is equivalent to the most brutal torture in the world!
Not to mention weak-willed people, even a tough guy can't hold it for ten minutes, and improper operation can lead to death!
Although Lin Xiaoming is not a good person, he still has a compassionate heart, so although he had many opportunities in the past, he never used torture to extract confessions in this way.
But now, facing Song Qian who dared to poison him and wanted to take his life, he felt that he no longer needed to be hypocritical and compassionate!
Being kind to the enemy is cruel to yourself!
Looking at Song Qian who was bursting with pain, Lin Xiaoming waited for more than a minute before finally speaking, "If you are willing to confess, please blink your eyes!"
Although Song Qian could not move his body or speak, his eyelids could still blink.
Unexpectedly, Song Qian not only did not blink, but even stared at him with wide eyes.
Recruiting girls to watch the fun is not a big deal, so he quickly started to stir up trouble, "Brother, look, look, he still dares to stare at you!"
"Oh? So brave!" Lin Xiaoming nodded slightly with appreciation, and then stabbed another silver needle on his body.
With this injection, Song Qian's painful feeling became even more intense. The stinging pains that were originally just on the surface of his skin began to drill into his body, leaving him completely covered with holes!
In less than two minutes, Song Qian couldn't bear this inhuman torture. His crotch became wet and a fishy smell filled the room.
"Eh~~~" Zhaomei pinched her nose quickly and took several steps back, but she didn't forget to remind Lin Xiaoming, "Brother, he seems to have blinked!"
"Really? I didn't see it?"
Song Qian blinked quickly and continuously, obviously afraid that he would not see it again.
Lin Xiaoming finally saw it now, but he looked very disappointed, "You can't bear it anymore? Why don't you hold on a little longer? It's not even three minutes yet!"
Song Qian: ""
Lin Xiaoming did not torture Song Qian any more and quickly took out the silver needle, because judging from Song Qian's condition, as long as he continued, he would go into shock in at most two minutes!
As soon as the silver needles came out, Song Qian's stiff body became free again, and then he fell softly to the ground like a dead snake without bones. He lay there tiredly, gasping for air, covered in cold sweat. Tears kept flowing down.
Lin Xiaoming didn¡¯t rush him, he just squatted there, curiously observing the reaction after the acupuncture operation, so as to accumulate experience and better control the degree and time next time.
After a long while, Lin Xiaoming finally opened his mouth, "Okay, the half-time break is over and the second half begins!"
After hearing this, Song Qian's pupils couldn't help but shrink, and his body became wet again.
The kind of torture just once would become a lifelong nightmare for him. How could he dare to have another second half? "No, no, no, Mr. Lin, I'm convinced. I've done it. I'll tell you whatever you ask me. I promise to tell you everything you know, and I won¡¯t tell you anything. As long as you don¡¯t torture me anymore, please, please!¡±
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Zhaomei immediately slapped the rainbow fart without any principle, "Brother, you are a noble person and forget things a lot!"
Lin Xiaoming felt very comfortable being photographed, nodded to her, and then took out a pill from his bag.
Song Qian saw that the pill was dark and numb and exuded a fishy smell. He guessed that it was definitely not a good thing, so he quickly gritted his teeth and shut his mouth.
But it was useless, Lin Xiaoming reached out and grabbed his chin, forced him to open his mouth, and then forced the pill into him.
After waiting for a while, he finally let him go.
Song Qian covered his neck and asked in surprise, "You, what did you give me to eat?"
"A chronic poison that can leave you completely naked, with your intestines pierced and your belly rotten, and you will die of pain and torture in a month!"
Song Qian immediately put his fingers into his throat and made a "click" sound, obviously trying to spit out the pills.
"Don't bother, it has melted in your stomach and been absorbed by your body!" Lin Xiaoming said and comforted him, "But you don't have to worry too much, as long as you take it on time every month, I will give it to you." With the antidote, the toxicity will be gone in two or three years.¡±
After listening to this, Song Qian finally stopped picking his throat, and his face became as white as a dead man, because he knew that he had completely fallen into Lin Xiaoming's hands.
This once-a-month antidote is definitely not given for free, it is conditional.
"You, what do you want me to do?"
Lin Xiaoming wanted to test the tacit understanding between himself and Zhaomei again, so he asked, "Zhaomei, what do you think I want him to do?"
Zhaomei couldn't help but roll her eyes at him, "Brother, you look down on people. Why are you testing me with such a simple question? Besides being an Infernal Affairs practitioner, what other value does this guy have?"
Lin Xiaoming was very impressed and put his arm around her shoulders, "You still understand me best!"
I understand you, I understand you, don¡¯t touch me Zhaomei wanted to push him away, but her heart was beating wildly uncontrollably!
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