Chapter 504: Su Ming's Special Execution Method, Which Is Unbearable Pain for the Human Body

"It's more painful than what Landmine suffered, and it's dozens of times more desperate."

"Do you want to experience it?"

Su Ming's words without any emotion made the three people tied up, especially the dancer, look ugly and complicated.

Because, as the person who had killed Landmine with his own hands before, he knew very well...the cruelty and extremeness of those methods.

Even if it were him, he would not be able to withstand those punishments, at least not to the extent of not howling.

However, it has come to this point, and it seems that it is no longer a matter of whether you want to experience it or not.

What's more, as professional killers, they have long considered that they will suffer such retribution one day. This is the biggest risk in the killer industry.

That's why.

Although the three people were just awakened by ice water, and they all had more or less wounds on their bodies, which were constantly irritating their nerves, they also gritted their teeth and didn't say a word, let alone begging for mercy.

Su Ming was not at all surprised by the indifference of these three people who were stubborn and didn't say anything and had no idea of ​​answering.

He circled around the three people, and then continued without any emotion.

"I'll give you a chance."

"If anyone tells me the information they know now, they don't have to endure the pain and despair ten times that of landmines."

"I will use the simplest way to let you leave this world."

"To be honest, I really hope you can seize this opportunity. After all, it can make things easier and save me a lot of time..."

Before Su Ming finished speaking.

The skunk that was blown up by the rocket launcher spit directly on the ground and sneered.

"Come, come."

"You can watch carefully... Wait a minute, can I say a word about your low-level tricks, bitch?"

"Isn't it just a failure? Who in this line of work has never thought that there will be such a result?"

Looking at the skunk with wounds on his face cut by various fragments, Su Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not choose to say anything.

Instead, he looked at the dancer and the python and continued calmly.

"Hey, what about you two?"

"Do you want to seize this opportunity? You may not have the chance to regret it then."

Silence.

The dancer and the python remained silent and did not answer.

Seeing that the three of them had this attitude, Su Ming sighed deliberately, tightened the ropes on the three of them, and confirmed that their hands and feet could not move.

Then.

Su Ming walked to the tool box next to him and took out three special drip bottles and syringes.

Then, without any hesitation, he directly pulled open the left sleeves of the dancer, the python, and the skunk, and inserted the needle into the veins on the back of the three people's hands while explaining.

"This is my special potion."

"The base is glucose, and I also added a banned substance that can amplify your own senses, as well as a little adrenaline that has a great effect."

"After all, I don't want you to enter a state of unconsciousness when you experience that kind of pain and despair."

"So, I am considerate... I will replenish your energy and adrenaline at any time. You must hold on well later. I don't want you to give up and beg for mercy too quickly."

Hearing this.

The dancer's face changed instantly, and there was some hidden tension and fear. The cold medicine that was constantly dripping into the vein of his arm made his whole body tense.

But only a few seconds later.

The dancer immediately realized...the two palms that were hit by the bullet before, which had just begun to subside, became extremely clear again.

It was even more unbearable, causing cold sweat to continue to appear on his forehead due to the pain.

Obviously.

This is the situation caused by the amplification of one's own sensory pain.

Even the pain that has subsided is magnified. If you are tortured in various ways, the degree of pain will probably increase several times.

Panic, this special emotion, instantly surged into the dancer's mind.

As a professional killer who is good at torturing others, the dancer knows very well... once the pain is magnified, how painful and unbearable it will be when you encounter various punishments.

After seeing the three tied-up members of the King Killer Team began to sweat and tremble slightly because of the effect of the drug.

Su Ming immediately walked to the back, turned on the camera facing the three people, and brought a small stool to the front of the skunk, saying coldly.

"You just said... professional killers are mentally prepared and have long thought of this result."

"Then I hope you enjoy this special experience."

After that.

Su Ming put down the small stool, sat in front of the skunk, and used a sharp meat cleaver to cut open his arm clothes, revealing his tattooed arms.

There was no hesitation at all.

Su Ming pointed the meat cleaver at the skunk's upper arm and pressed the back of the knife with his fingers.

"Puff---"

The skunk's muscular upper arm was as brittle as paper in front of the sharp meat cleaver.

The tip of the knife instantly sank into the flesh, and blood flowed down the upper arm.

The dancer tied to the side watched Su Ming's movements with his peripheral vision. Although there was no special expression on his face, he was indeed much more relaxed.

Because, judging from the current situation, this method of torture, killing and interrogation does not seem to be so scary and unbearable.

Just when the dancer thought so.

Su Ming suddenly turned the tip of the knife in a circle, and a piece of meat about the size of a bottle cap, but already cut into the muscles, fell to the ground with a snap.

Although under the influence of special drugs, the pain was amplified several times.

But the skunk still gritted his teeth and stared at the ceiling with sweat on his head, without even a howl.

Su Ming didn't seem to care about the skunk's state at all, as if he was carving a piece of art, he looked at the dancer who was passionate about killing and told the story.

"Hey dancer, you know what...?"

"In the ancient Dragon Kingdom, there was a punishment called Lingchi. The punished person would have a total of 3,600 pieces of flesh cut off, and he would not even be able to die during this period."

"The terrible thing about this kind of punishment is not actually the pain in the flesh, but the mental and psychological pressure and devastation caused by each cut on the body."

"At the end, every piece of meat you cut will bring you closer to death, and you will know your death date more clearly than ever before."

"Of course, there's no point in just cutting meat, so I specially improved it."

After saying this.

Su Ming had already moved the meat cleaver ten times quickly. The skunk's right upper arm, which was originally full of muscles, had turned into a bloody and terrifying mess, like a pockmarked pineapple.

He felt the movement of Su Ming's hand stop.

The skunk, who had been gritting his teeth, mocked weakly and hoarsely, regardless of the sweat on his forehead.

"Is that it?"

"The so-called ten times the pain, is this just what it is? Hahaha."

"If this is it..."

Seeing the skunk trying to irritate him, Su Ming shrugged indifferently, picked up the hydrogen peroxide placed next to him, and poured it directly onto the wound on the skunk's right arm.

"Zi-zi-zi--"

The hydrogen peroxide used for disinfection was poured on the skunk's wound, and a dense layer of fine foam instantly surged up, and the sizzling sound continued to be heard.

A skunk who could still talk.

The ten dense wounds on his arms, under the strong stimulation of hydrogen peroxide and the senses amplified by the drug, instantly made his eyes widen in pain.

This pain.

It was different from the slow pain of cutting flesh before, but a pain so severe and sudden that the nerve endings of the whole body were about to burst.

After pouring the hydrogen peroxide to temporarily wash away the blood from the wound, Su Ming raised the meat cleaver and continued without any emotion at all.

"I just said it."

"While retaining the advantages of this special criminal law, I also improved its shortcomings, making the pain and despair more intense."

"So, enjoy it, the most desperate and painful time begins now."

Finished.

Su Ming held the meat cleaver and aimed it at the skunk's right arm without hesitation. He pressed the bloody hole in the skunk's right arm again and cut off a deeper piece of meat.

The pain at first was just a slow skin ache.

After pouring hydrogen peroxide behind him, the pain suddenly became extremely severe, as if boiling water was put into it, destroying his sanity.

And now... after the superposition of two different degrees of pain from the flesh cutting and hydrogen peroxide, the nerves in the entire upper arm have become extremely sensitive and painful.

Perhaps just blowing gently on the wound can bring about several times the pain of cutting the flesh and pouring hydrogen peroxide on it.

Not to mention...it would dig a deeper blood hole based on the original wound.

But Su Ming pressed down the meat cleaver again, and this time he deliberately and extremely slowly expanded the area of ​​the blood hole bit by bit like a saw.

"Uh-ah-ah-"

The skunk who had just been so arrogant finally howled out in uncontrollable pain. His whole body tensed up and he began to roll his eyes.

But due to the effect of adrenaline, there was no chance of fainting, and the extremely severe pain seemed to have reached the tips of the hair...