Chapter 061 Come and give it a try

Song Xiaotian was dragged by several very large soldiers to a torture chamber that seemed to be dedicated to torture and extorting confessions. When the two of them saw some of the torture instruments placed there, they suddenly became extremely happy.

I only heard Feng Er say "Holy shit, it's so good" and then he fainted with joy.

Because there is literally everything you need here, everything you can see in TV movies is here.

Soon Song Xiaotian and Feng Er were tied to a cross-shaped wooden stake by several soldiers very skillfully. Feng Er had already fainted, but Song Xiaotian stared at General Rostyev and cursed fiercely: "

Cow, chicken, Paridi, if you have the guts, kill me now!"

"You guys from the Military Intelligence Agency captured my brother and tortured him to death for a week. This time I want to let you taste what it's like?" What General Rostyev said was actually

Speak Chinese fluently.

As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled out a red-hot soldering iron from a nearby stove. The handle of the soldering iron was about one meter long, and the top was a triangular iron block about the size of a cigarette box. At this time, only the top was visible.

The triangular iron piece was red and very scary.

A wicked smile appeared on General Rostyev's lips, and he slowly pressed down on Song Xiaotian's body.

"Chichichi..."

The red-hot iron soon left a deep triangular mark on Song Xiaotian's body, and the smell of burnt meat suddenly filled the air.

"Ah..." Song Xiaotian screamed and only lasted for a few seconds before passing out from the pain.

"Wake him up..." General Rostyev said, and a few big men nearby took out a water pipe and rushed it on Song Xiaotian's head, waking him up instantly.

I saw General Rostyev taking out another red soldering iron from the red-hot stove, but this time he did not go to burn Song Xiaotian again, but walked towards Feng Er who was standing aside with a sinister smile on his face.

Song Xiaotian saw this and roared loudly: "Cao Ni Ma, if you have the guts, you can all attack me..."

"Chichichi..." Before Song Xiaotian could finish his words, General Rostyev had already pointed the iron at Feng Er's body.

"ah……"

Feng Er, who had just pretended to be fainted, immediately let out a scream like a slaughtering pig, and then fainted. This time he really fainted.

"Wow..."

This time, before General Rostyev could say anything, a big fat man turned on the faucet and rushed it over Feng Er's head.

"Uncle Caoni, fuck your mother..." Feng Er yelled as soon as he woke up.

"ah……"

This time General Rostyev extended the iron to Song Xiaotian's body again.

"Brother, hold on!" Feng Er felt heartbroken.

"Come on and give it a try..." Song Xiaotian fainted again before he could finish his sentence.

Then, it was Feng Er's turn again.

"Grass Mud Ma, if you want to come, hurry up, don't be so whiny..." Feng Er stared at General Rostyev, who was walking slowly towards him, and shouted through gritted teeth.

After hearing this, General Rostyev turned around and walked back to get another soldering iron. It looked like he was ready to use both "prongs".

When Feng Er saw this, he became anxious: "I'm sorry, sir, it's unfair..."

"Chichichi..."

"ah……"

Fainted again!

Just like that, he fainted and woke up. After he woke up, he started to burn again. General Rostyev took turns serving Song Xiaotian and Feng Er. Maybe he was really tired from being burned until he burned them both.

Everyone ironed ten triangles before they stopped.

Exhausted, the two men were removed from the cross and dragged to a fully enclosed cell, where they were kept in separate rooms.

"Cao Ni Ma...if you dare, kill me now. What's the point of torturing us like this?"

Shortly after Song Xiaotian was thrown into the cell, he heard Feng Er's yelling curses not far from the next door.

"You should save some energy and think of other solutions. Even if you can't think of any solution, you can just save some energy and prepare to let them torture you tomorrow. What's the use of screaming so hard?" Song Xiaotian said a little weakly.

"Brother, what kind of fate do you think we have?" Feng Erdong snorted and fainted.

No matter how Song Xiaotian called him, he never responded.

Although both of them were tortured to the point of being inhumane, they were still worried and put a pair of heavy shackles on their feet. Song Xiaotian simply estimated that they weighed at least forty or fifty kilograms.

The two ends of the shackles are locked on the ankles with a buckle. After the shackles are locked, there is no gap left. In the middle is an iron chain as thick as an adult's forearm.

Wanting to take a step forward felt too luxurious for Song Xiaotian now. The most uncomfortable thing was that his hands were locked behind his back, and he couldn't even lie down on the ground and sleep.

The burned areas on his body all felt like burning pain, and they were obviously swollen. He had been burned with such a large iron for more than ten times, and now there was basically no good piece of meat on his chest.

The floor in the cell was a little cold, but it was also a good place to rest for him who was so sleepy at this time.

After listening attentively to some of the movements around him, he found that he couldn't seem to hear any valuable information, so Song Xiaotian fell asleep in a daze.

The next day was an even more difficult day, because that day he and Feng Er were hung upside down on a beam, and three or four big men took turns whipping them with a tendon whip for a whole day.

They didn't remember how many times they fainted that day. Anyway, even after they were knocked unconscious, the big men didn't stop until they were woken up.

Just like this, I woke up with pain and fainted again, fainted with pain and woke up with pain...

It wasn't until they felt that almost a century had passed that the big men finally called it a day.

Still the same, the two of them were chained with bracelets and shackled and taken back to the cell.

When will this day end?

Song Xiaotian, who was lying on the ground in the cell, felt depressed for a while.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and he sat up suddenly.

Master has finally raised me up and taught me martial arts with great effort. Should I die here like this? Shouldn’t I give him the care of his old man until the end of his life?

Sigh... But what can I do now? Let alone completing the mission, even being able to come back alive is a dream.

What's the use of having martial arts skills?

What's the use of remote viewing superpowers?

…

Song Xiaotian had mixed feelings, but at this moment his consciousness of survival was much stronger than yesterday. At least he now had a strong desire to survive.

Thinking of this, he began to condense the energy field in his body. He felt that a lot of energy in his body had been lost due to the inhuman torture these past few days, but it didn't matter. This energy could still be condensed back as it slowly accumulated.

Because this energy is a magical force that complements your own consciousness. The better your willpower is, the more energy your body will condense. For remote viewing, the further you can see. If your willpower gradually weakens

, then this energy will gradually disappear, and the so-called superpower will cease to exist.

In the dark cell, Song Xiaotian began to condense his energy field continuously. He wanted to condense all the energy fields around his body to one point.

Because when he used remote viewing in the past, it was radial at 360 degrees. Now he suddenly thought that if he condensed the energy around his body to a point and then spread it out in one direction, he would be able to see further.
Chapter completed!