"Okay! OK!" The chief who was spitting on Song Yingsheng was not angry at all. Instead, he clapped his hands and said, "I like such courageous people the most."

"But, can such a person really endure our waterboarding? I want to see it." He waved his hand and let the passerby come over.

The passerby covered Song Yingsheng's face with a towel and then took him to the front of a pool.

Song Yingsheng, who was locked, seemed unable to resist, so he was pressed there by the man.

The moment he was about to be executed, the chief wiping the spit on his face and said to Song Yingsheng: "I secretly tell you a fact that we used water torture for about a hundred times, but we have not failed."

"Do you know why? Because when we press you into the water and then lift it up, the water will rush into your lungs and your throat because of your crazy breathing, causing you great pain."

"And how can that kind of pain be described? I don't know, I can only say that some people will be incontinent because of this, and some people will start to struggle wildly on the ground, just asking for death. I guess this will be much more terrible than death."

"So, Mr. Mercenary, you have the last chance to go back on your word. Do you really don't want this opportunity?" The commander said to Song Yingsheng who was on the pool.

"You can do it, just do it. It's so nonsense." Song Yingsheng said he was too lazy to pay attention to him.

"Okay, that's what you want." The commander waved his hand, and Song Yingsheng's head was pressed into the water.

In fact, this criminal law was abolished by the black emperor of the empire, Barack, as early as eleven years ago. He felt that this was inhumane and asked the special forces to stop using this forced confession.

It can be said that with the fall of the black emperor, no one paid attention to his policies. In order to seek credit from the new emperor, the special forces used waterboarding again many times, and never saw anyone punishing them.

After all, these people are extremely guilty "terrorists". Who cares about the human rights of terrorists?

Just force confession to the end, what a complaint is like? This is evil and cannot defeat justice!

When Song Yingsheng's head was pressed into the water, it was fine at first, but then he felt the beginning of suffocation.

It should be noted that in the dungeon world, the pain Song Yingsheng felt would shrink as much as a hundred times. This is why he was not afraid of death. Anyway, he could be resurrected after death, and it would not hurt.

But this time it was different. When Song Yingsheng was dragged out of the water, he really felt the pain. It was more painful than pain. Normal people should have tried it, drinking water and being choked while eating.

The so-called water beating means that the process is aggravated countless times. You can still vomit it when you choke, but the water beating prisoners cannot, because their heads are covered by towels and can only endure the incomparable pain, allowing the water to enter the lungs, but it is difficult to vomit it out.

Even though it relieved a lot of the pain, Song Yingsheng still felt so painful that he burst into tears.

Fuck! This is how he feels now, he starts to want to kill people.

Pick up the rifle and fight with them, at least you can still die happily?

Just as he was thinking so, the chief next to him ordered passers-by to stop, and then waited for Song Yingsheng to breathe for several minutes before asking with a smile:

"Can you say it now?"

Song Yingsheng was speechless, really wanted to refute nm, but now he is in such a bondage state, even if he resists, he can't resist. But he doesn't want to suffer another time, so he chose to whisper:

"I can demonstrate the space hiding technique to you, but I will give the guerrilla list to you tomorrow."

He was obviously talking nonsense. He had no list at all, just to deceive their trust.

Hearing this, the passers-by's eyes became fierce, as if they wanted to kill him directly, which made Song Yingsheng very confused.

Instead, the chief said 'oh' and laughed: "Sure enough, waterboarding is really omnipotent. Yes, I will give you a chance, and I won't ask you why. You can hand over the list tomorrow."

"But you have to demonstrate that technology to us now."

"You have to untie my chain first before I can give a demonstration." Song Yingsheng, who had recovered initially, pointed at his handcuffs and footcuffs with his eyes.

"Okay." The chief actually agreed directly, ignoring the warning of the strong men behind.

The strong man said this: "Sir, this mercenary is very dangerous. Do you really want to untie him?"

"What are you afraid of?" the sir waved, "I have confidence in my strength."

He issued an order and Song Yingsheng's lock was unbuttoned. He couldn't help but breathe. This feeling was really uncomfortable.

"So, what about your skills?" the chief asked.

"I'll demonstrate it to you now." Song Yingsheng paused for a few seconds, and took out the rifle from the warehouse with a slight dilemma.

Then, without any hesitation, he pointed the rifle at the commander and fired the remaining few bullets of it!

He never thought that the chief could agree to his request so confidently, as if he was not afraid of Song Yingsheng's attack.

So, at the moment when the chain was untied, Song Yingsheng really questioned whether he should resist.

But after a few seconds, he realized that the worst result of doing this was nothing more than death, and he was not afraid of death, so why not?

Another thing is that he didn't believe that at such a fast and close range, the chief could have a way to offset his bullets, even the bulletproof vest would not work!

Thinking of this, he bolted the bullet out of the cauldron and shot it at the commander's left chest.

Immediately, the commander fell down.

"Sir!" "Liszt!" Two voices sounded at the same time.

Song Yingsheng saw that two pistols were aimed at him at the same time, but only one shot.

The passerby fired the gun and called the superior Liszt the one who called him.

He always seemed to hate Song Yingsheng very much, and now he got what he wanted.

Song Yingsheng fell to the ground happily.

And in the moments before his death, he saw the two people quarreling, as if they were arguing about why they wanted to kill Song Yingsheng.

Thoughts drift away.

[You would rather sacrifice than tell the list of guerrillas. In order to commemorate you, when the guerrillas overthrow the empire, you became one of the list of martyrs.]

[You have completed the ending of the toilet problem: Leaving a name in history is a good ending, right?]

[Get thirty plot coins! (currently 404)]

Back in the real world, Song Yingsheng sat on the sofa tiredly.

This should be the most tiring copy he has ever experienced. He is very tired mentally and physically, even better than the World War II copy.

Anyway, he didn't want to suffer water beating anymore, so he chose to resist. Even if he died because of this, what's there to regret? He thought it was worth it.

Damn, if there is this copy tomorrow, he will definitely not go in! He thought to himself.

Thinking about this, he scolded the system several times, then breathed a sigh of relief, and after a while, he was about to cook breakfast, but at this time, he heard the doorbell ring.
Chapter completed!