Espionage: I became sworn brothers with Zheng Yaoxian at the beginning, and became the Seventh Broth

Chapter 512 Extreme Torture

Ye Shaohong was unable to accurately assess the power of the Tendon-Dislocating and Bone-Splitting Technique.

After all, he hadn't tried it himself.

Ye Shaohong could only roughly judge the lethality of this ancient Chinese martial arts technique through observation and analysis.

Judging from the results, it should be pretty good.

The manager of the Red Crane Restaurant, a suspected Japanese spy, was rubbed and kneaded by Huang Feiyi, causing him to burst into a shrill wail and scream.

If the sound alone cannot reveal the extent of his pain, then the constantly trembling facial muscles of the Red Crane Restaurant owner are vivid proof.

"This is quite interesting." "Section Chief Zhou, you certainly have some capable people under you. Today has truly broadened my horizons."

A faint smile played on Ye Shaohong's lips as he looked at the restaurant owner, who was struggling violently like a mad dog on the torture rack. The glint in his eyes shone even brighter.

Perhaps it was because the distance was too far and he couldn't see clearly, Ye Shaohong exclaimed as he walked towards the torture rack.

He walked up to the person being tortured, bent down, and began to examine him closely.

This morbid appearance caught the eye of Section Chief Zhou of the Interrogation Department, causing even this notorious and ruthless member of the Special Service Department to twitch his lips.

"hey-hey!"

"Section Chief Ye, you flatter me..."

Section Chief Zhou had originally intended to exchange a few polite words with Ye Shaohong, but seeing Ye Shaohong's focused expression, he ultimately gave up. "Aren't you going to confess?"

"My Tendon-Separating and Bone-Dislocating Technique is inherited from the Northern Shaolin School. It contains thirty-six grappling techniques, which are divided into two main categories: tendon-separating and bone-dislocating."

"What I just used on you was merely a tendon-splitting technique. Injuries caused by this technique can be healed with modern medical methods and will not leave you with any permanent disability."

"But if you still don't confess, once I've finished using this tendon-splitting technique and then the bone-dislocating method, separating your flesh and bones, even if Hua Tuo were alive, there would be no chance of healing your tendons, bones, and flesh."

Perhaps in order to explain the details of the "Dislocating Tendons and Bones Technique" to Ye Shaohong, Huang Feiyi deliberately slowed down his tone when he was punishing and tormenting the manager of the Red Crane Restaurant, and began to talk about the origin, uses and dangers of the "Dislocating Tendons and Bones Technique".

His tone was calm, almost devoid of human emotion. When his words reached the ears of the Red Crane Restaurant owner, it was clear that the owner's eyes widened suddenly. The Red Crane Restaurant owner seemed to understand the meaning of Huang Feiyi's words, and his heart was filled with fear.

But he still gritted his teeth and refused to confess.

Only when he couldn't help himself would he yell a couple of times, shouting that he had been wronged, or cursing a few times.

"The bones are quite strong."

"In that case, let's continue."

The suspect did not confess, which greatly displeased Huang Feiyi. The middle-aged man, who looked like an old farmer from the countryside, immediately narrowed his eyes.

With a cold, muffled groan, his hands, which had been resting on the restaurant owner's ribs, suddenly swept upwards and landed on the owner's shoulders.

No one knew how he exerted his strength, but in Ye Shaohong's perception, Huang Feiyi simply patted and rubbed the restaurant owner's shoulders, and the restaurant owner suddenly raised his head.

His facial muscles were twitching violently, and blood, saliva, snot, and tears were mixed together and slid down the cheeks of the Red Crane Restaurant owner.

"I...I was...wronged."

"Please, let me go."

"ah……."

The increasingly piercing wails and screams echoed in the interrogation room, and coupled with the lingering stench of blood, it made the area seem like a hellish abyss.

Ye Shaohong seemed completely unaware of all this.

He remained standing quietly beside the torture rack, coldly observing the scene before him.

To be more precise, he was staring at the face of the Red Crane Restaurant owner, observing the subtle changes in his expression.

"He's a die-hard."

"He endured such inhuman pain; it seems this interrogation won't end anytime soon." "How about... I go out and arrange for someone to bring over some food and drink, and we can play along with him?"

After a brief scrutiny, Ye Shaohong suddenly smiled.

He raised his head and turned to look at Section Chief Zhou.

"Eating meat and drinking alcohol here?"

Although Section Chief Zhou had long heard of Ye Shaohong's ruthlessness and madness, he never imagined that Ye Shaohong would be so insane.

This was different from the Ye Shaohong he remembered, who was gentle and refined like a noble young master.

Subsequently.

Section Chief Zhou then recalled a suspect he had interrogated before, whose behavior was somewhat similar to Ye Shaohong's.

Under normal circumstances, he looks no different from an ordinary person.

But when faced with special circumstances or after experiencing some kind of stimulation, the suspect seemed to become a completely different person. He became ruthless and vicious, like a venomous snake or a ferocious beast.

After this incident, Section Chief Zhou consulted with professional doctors to find out the cause.

The doctor's response to him was that it was an illness.

A very rare disease.

mental illness.

This illness is called schizophrenia in the West, but in ancient Chinese medical texts it is called dissociative identity disorder.

"Could it be that Section Chief Ye also has this disease?"

"Should I report this to the section chief?"

While Section Chief Zhou was still pondering, Huang Feiyi had changed his tendon-splitting technique again in the interrogation room. He released the shoulders of the owner of the Red Crane Restaurant and then stepped behind the manager of the Red Crane Restaurant.

Amidst the inexplicable fear on the Red Crane Restaurant owner's face, Huang Feiyi reached out and gripped the owner's ribs on the back, placing his hand on the owner's spine.

It looked like just a light tap, without any big movement, but it made the manager of the Red Crane Restaurant tremble all over and almost faint.

"Say or not?"

"If you don't tell me, I'm going to use the bone-dislocating technique on you."

"Even if you confess and save your life, you will end up paralyzed."

"Think about it, in the future you will never be able to stand up again, and you will be able to lie on the ground all day like a dog, unable to even take care of your own bodily functions!"

Huang Feiyi has extensive interrogation experience. He not only tortures suspects physically, but also uses words to stimulate their mental willpower.

His method was still effective.

Ye Shaohong stood aside and observed the manager of the Red Crane Restaurant hesitate several times.

But it was just a hesitation; in the end, he gritted his teeth and persevered.

He did not confess.

As the pain continued to increase, the manager of the Red Crane Restaurant actually showed signs of gradually adapting. Noticing this abnormality, Ye Shaohong immediately frowned.

He straightened his back and slapped Huang Feiyi's arm.

"Okay."

"This person has a strong will; it's very difficult to pry open his mouth when he's in pain."

"Let Mo Shanghan try out his family's secret technique!"