The Age of the Wolf Pack Tyrant

Chapter 61 The Brave "Ghoul"

"Squeak~"

Just as Chen Jun and Xing Tian hesitated, the closed door was pushed open from the outside.

The doctor, the werewolf, and the quick-knife walked in together. The doctor said to the killer as soon as he came in, "The captain sent us to keep an eye on you, to prevent you from getting carried away and losing Xing Tian's life."

"Doctor, you're such a good person, thank you so much. You have to keep a close eye on him." Xing Tian felt saved and was about to cry with joy.

"Kid, you actually believe what he said? I think they're just here to watch the show, pretending to be good people." The butcher's eyes were full of contempt.

"hey-hey."

The three doctors laughed, clearly a sign that their conspiracy had been exposed.

Damn it! There aren't any good people here!

Xing Tian's mood plummeted.

"Whether you stick your neck out or not, you'll get stabbed anyway. It won't kill me, so I'll go first. I want to see what tricks you can pull."

Xing Tian may appear tough, but this only reveals his true nature—only those who are guilty need to muster courage.

"Okay, you didn't disappoint me. Sit there."

The butcher pointed to an iron table and chair next to him, with leather straps on it to bind his hands and legs. It was clearly an interrogation tool used to control his hands and feet.

"Xingtian, I'll keep an eye on him. If he dares to do anything reckless, I'll knock him out with one slap," Chen Jun encouraged Xingtian.

Perhaps it was the sense of security Chen Jun brought that made Xing Tian feel less nervous. He took a deep breath, walked over, and sat down in the chair.

The butcher skillfully tied his hands and feet together, then opened the cabinet and began looking for things to prepare.

Xing Tian, ​​who had already calmed down, suddenly panicked when he heard the clanging sound of someone rummaging through the cabinet, and his palms were sweaty.

As someone who was already afraid of pain and death, he was tied up there watching as others prepared instruments of torture.

That feeling was truly terrifying.

"Brother Xingtian is truly a good brother. Since my brother is so loyal, I have to keep a close eye on things for him and make sure the butcher doesn't cause any trouble."

Chen Jun was genuinely grateful to Xing Tian for volunteering; he truly dared not entrust his life to the butcher.

After all, his relationship with the butcher wasn't as good as Xing Tian's.

"Class begins..."

The butcher prepared for a few minutes, but he didn't actually bring out anything scary, like the chainsaw and electric drill that often appear in horror movies.

He took only some bottles, jars, syringes, and some common pliers and scissors, walked to the iron chair, and began to lecture Xing Tian and Chen Jun.

"Unfortunately, this is the doctor's treatment room. I searched for a long time but didn't find anything too scary. It doesn't quite match the reality."

In a standard interrogation and torture room, there are usually frightening things and instruments hanging on the walls, intended to break your spirit.

For example, a living person who has been tortured and is covered in blood, or someone whose skin, organs, limbs, etc. have been peeled off.

By using these visible things, they prepare you mentally, allowing you to foresee the terrible consequences to come, thus weakening you psychologically.

Then, like I just did, they make some noise to intimidate you and continuously put psychological pressure on you.

The most common interrogation tactic is to torture other people in front of you. They usually use people who are not very useful, and it doesn't matter if they die, so they torture them to death.

The purpose is to scare you, to make you think that it will be repeated on you next, so that you will be scared and confess...

The butcher really acted like a teacher, not making any physical movements towards Xing Tian, ​​but just talking and explaining things in great detail.

"There are generally three types of torture methods commonly used nowadays. One is to use mental torture, like taming a hawk, by keeping you from sleeping for several days and then interrogating you when you are at your weakest."

This method is generally very effective and causes minimal harm to the person being interrogated, making it a favorite among police officers.

Unfortunately, it is not suitable for use on the battlefield because this method takes too long, usually at least two days, and is ineffective if the time is too short.

However, the battlefield is constantly changing and variables cannot be controlled, so we generally do not use this method.

We usually use the second method on the battlefield, which is my favorite: to cause pain through physical injury, forcing the opponent to submit.

This method is direct and fast-acting, but it requires a lot of skill and technique.

For example, you need to know where it hurts the most...

The butcher suddenly stopped talking, took out a pair of hemostatic forceps from the table next to him, and with quick and precise movements, clamped Xing Tian's armpit flesh.

Xing Tian roared and jumped up, as if a cannon had been installed on his butt.

He yelled once, and then there was no sound.

The intense pain felt like invisible hands gripping his neck tightly, preventing him from screaming; his voice was stuck in his throat.

Then he violently shook his body, trying to shake off the hemostat clamped under his armpit.

Unfortunately, the hemostat had clips on it, and once it was clamped, it couldn't be shaken off without using your hands. With his hands and feet bound, Xing Tian was completely powerless.

He could only endure the intense, burning pain that numbed his entire armpit.

Then the pain, like a contagious disease, rushed along his nerves to his brain, turning into countless steel needles that kept stabbing and pricking his head.

In less than five seconds, Xing Tian was soaked in sweat.

"Wow, so sweating buckets really do exist!!"

Chen Jun watched from the side and felt sorry for Xing Tian. His teeth felt inexplicably sore and soft, and his scalp felt numb, as if his brain was about to grow.

It was truly heartbreaking to see Xing Tian in such pain, but unfortunately, the butcher hadn't drawn his knife, so Chen Jun couldn't intervene.

The butcher clearly didn't really want to torture Xing Tian; he just wanted him to experience interrogation techniques, so he only added less than ten seconds before taking him off.

"This interrogation method emphasizes skill, mainly targeting various nerves in the body to cause maximum pain to the trainee with minimal harm."

It is generally only used when someone is of high importance, must be kept alive, the situation is urgent, and intelligence is needed.

If it's a one-off criminal, where the target only needs information and there are no restrictions, then more direct methods can be used, such as...

The butcher flashed his signature smile again and picked up a thin, sharp scalpel from the table.

"Butcher, this won't do. Xing Tian isn't a criminal." The doctor shook his head at the butcher, his attitude firm, not advising, but stopping him.

The butcher valued Xing Tian more than Chen Jun, and he only took out the knife to scare Xing Tian.

Let Xingtian experience the pressure of interrogation!

Since the doctor had spoken up to stop him, he took the opportunity to back down, feigning regret and sighing, "What a pity, I can't demonstrate my favorite technique."