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Chapter 139

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If a biologist were here, he would be very curious about the sirens of the abyss. How could they not have pain nerves as a living creature? In fact, from a scientific point of view, the pain nerves played a very good protective role. It told people what they could do and what they could not do. There was once a person who lacked pain nerves. Because of the cold weather, he read a book while warming himself by the fire. As a result, he did not realize that his feet were in the stove. When he smelled the burning smell, he realized that the injury was irreversible.

Han Jin did not want to study science. Because of the special physique of the sirens of the abyss, he could only torture them in another way. He smeared salt water on the soles and ribs of the sirens of the abyss, and then led the Karu beasts to lick the salt water. Normal people would start to feel a slight sense of suffocation after laughing for one minute, and would feel extremely uncomfortable for five minutes. After fifteen minutes, they would start to sweat profusely, as if they had just been fished out of the water. After thirty minutes, even the strongest person would lose control of his body, which would be incontinence. Not only the pubic muscles, but also the four limbs, including the facial muscles, would be incontinence, and even lose the ability to open or close their eyes. If it was more than an hour, then they would have to wait to collect their corpses.

Half an hour had passed. The sirens of the abyss who were tied to the wooden frame were still laughing crazily. Every time they shook their heads, countless beads of sweat would be thrown out. Their faces were covered with snot and tears. Although those who had not experienced the torture of laughter could not understand how terrible it was, the onlookers could feel the weird atmosphere.

More than a dozen Karu beasts were still licking. At first, they needed to be stimulated with salt water, but now they did not need to do anything. The sweat of the sirens of the abyss was similar to that of human beings, which contained salt. Moreover, the soles of the feet were also the places with the most sweat glands. The more sweat the sirens secreted, the harder the Karu beasts would lick. As a result, it became a vicious cycle.

Those Knight had found a chair for Han Jin. Han Jin sat on it and waited quietly. There was a disadvantage of the punishment with a joke. It lacked effective continuity. That was to say, if the prisoner decided to confess, then the punishment was interrupted. If the prisoner suddenly changed his mind, it would take more effort to force the prisoner back to the critical point.

This was fatal because what he wanted was a confession, not a test of someone's willpower. If the punishment was interrupted more than three times, the prisoner would develop a strong ability to adapt. Even if he suffocated in the end, he would have enough courage to keep the secret.

Han Jin didn't want to overreach himself. The information he had read before clearly stated that if the Soviet Union's War of Defending Our Country had been delayed for sixty years, there wouldn't have been so many heroes who would rather die than surrender. This was because the interrogation conditions at that time weren't systematic, and there was a lack of scientific guidance. Modern torture often used the least physical damage in exchange for the best results. It could even easily cause a mental breakdown. For example, those mercenaries who went to fight in Africa. The captives who fell into their hands wanted to keep secrets? Absolutely impossible.

"Stop!" Han Jin waved his hand. It was almost time. Muscle incontinence would lead to a complete collapse of the respiratory system. If they continued to laugh, those sirens wouldn't be able to speak.

The Knight hurriedly led the Karu beast away. Han Jin said slowly, "Is there anyone who wants to talk to me? Nod if you want to. Shake your head if you don't. If you don't nod or shake your head, I'll take it that you don't want to say anything. "

Those sirens opened their mouths, desperately gasping for air, and nodded with the last of their strength.

"That's good. I can give you time to rest." Han Jin paused. "But if you go back on your words, I'll make you taste twice the pain." In fact, he was just scaring them. Pain was not an object. It couldn't be measured by numbers.

The Abyssal Sirens nodded even faster. Suddenly, a knight said in a low voice, "Sir, look at that Abyssal Siren!"

An Abyssal Siren, who was being tortured, was twitching violently. Every time her body shook, she would spit out a mouthful of blood. Han Jin knew that the Abyssal Siren had inhaled too much air, which had caused all the capillaries in her lungs to rupture. Just like a person who had been starving for several days, this kind of injury was irreversible.

"Drag her out," Han Jin said.

"Yes, sir."

Hundreds of sirens were silent. They had never heard that laughing could kill them! Judging from their companions' expressions, the pain caused by the wild laughter was obviously incomparably severe. They couldn't imagine what would happen if they were tied up.

After a while, the sirens' eyes regained their luster. Han Jin said coldly, "Now you can tell me, right?"

Those sirens looked at each other and cried, "Sir, I don't know what the curse is …"

"Sir, I really don't know!"

"Please forgive me, boohoo …"

Not only were those who were being tortured crying, but the onlooking Abyssal Sirens were also crying. Perhaps because of their gender, seeing their companions crying, the others could not help but shed tears. In the blink of an eye, those Abyssal Sirens were crying, and the scene was very chaotic.

The knights looked at each other. They had to admit that beautiful things were often unimaginably tempting. They knew that the Abyssal Sirens were spreading the curse and that they were lascivious by nature and were not good people. However, they could not suppress their pity for them.

"Shut up, all of you!" Han Jin shouted.

The Knight waved his spear and pressed forward. After a while, the sirens finally quieted down.

Han Jin pondered for a moment. "Well, even if you really don't know what you've done, I need a reason and a way! Why did you release the curse? How did you get rid of the curse? You can talk and discuss with each other. Think about it. Have you experienced anything strange? I'll give you more time. Remember, I only need an answer. Begging won't work! "He didn't believe that those sirens were performers, so he had to guide them.

The atmosphere became lively. The Abyssal Sirens gathered in groups of twos and threes, discussing with different expressions. Some of them were meditating, some of them were busy spitting out musical notes, and some of them were chatting with the Sirens in front of them and then with the Sirens behind them, which further confirmed Han Jin's speculation that they would not be so enthusiastic if they were the Men of Sacrifice who spread the plague.

The Knight swallowed his saliva quietly. Seeing a beautiful woman, he might just feel amazed. But seeing a group of beautiful women, he wouldn't be a man if he didn't have any thoughts. What's more, some of the sirens were caught in the act. They only had a piece of coarse cloth on their bodies, which had fallen off and exposed their attractive bodies. Fortunately, the curse hadn't been solved yet. Fortunately, they were in the army. Otherwise, it would be hard to imagine.

Han Jin could only choose to ignore the Knight's behavior. Even he, who tried his best to keep a clear mind, had some desires, let alone the Knight.

"You guys, bring her and her here." Han Jin pointed at the two most active Abyssal Sirens and said, "Untie them."

"Yes, sir."

The Knight squeezed in. He didn't forget Han Jin's order and brought the two sirens out.

The two Abyssal Sirens stretched their arms, their faces full of fear. They didn't know what Han Jin meant by giving them preferential treatment.

"You two, pay attention to their thoughts and tell me together." Han Jin said slowly, "From now on, you are their commanders. Do you understand?"

The two Abyssal Sirens couldn't believe their ears. It took them a while to come to their senses, but they didn't say anything. Instead, they both threw flirtatious glances at Han Jin. It seemed that they had thought that Han Jin wanted them to be officials for a reason.

"Damn it! Do you want to pass the curse on to our Lord? Get out! "A Knight waved his whip symbolically. He didn't want to do it.

The two sirens ran back happily and twirled among their companions like butterflies. They ran to the east and then to the west. They seemed to be doing their best and even competing with each other. Zagunéd had made it clear that he wanted to sacrifice them. He definitely wouldn't choose the best talents in the clan. Han Jin thought that the two sirens' breasts were not as big as Sylvia's, and their brains were not as smart as Sylvia's. The saying that "big breasts have no brains" had been proven wrong.

When the sun rose, the Abyssal Sirens finally got tired and quieted down. Two of the newly appointed sirens rushed towards Han Jin. One of them shouted, "My Lord, I know. We were in Black Raven City two months ago!"

"We've all been trained by Mr. Prader!" Another one shouted, not to be outdone.

"Who is Prader?" Han Jin frowned and asked.

"He is a dark magician," one of them shouted.

"He is an old lecher!" the other one shouted.

"He is very ugly!"

"He is very bad and treacherous."

"He is also very perverted. He likes virgins."

"You are wrong. He is a young girl."

"But his physical strength is very poor."

"Yes, he can't do it after a few moves …"

"Wait!" Han Jin was worried that they would talk about the size of the dark magician's organ if they continued to talk about it. "Is there anything else strange?"

"Sir, isn't that enough?" One of the sirens asked in surprise. "We were all in Black Raven City and were trained by Master Prader!"

The group of Abyssal Demonesses nodded together. Dark clouds rose in the field. Perhaps because they grew up underground, their hair was all black, and they all liked to keep their hair long.

"He was trained by Mr. Prader!" Another Abyssal Siren added.

Another dark cloud rose in the field. Han Jin paused and asked, "How to lift the curse?"

The two sirens were stunned. They looked at each other and didn't say anything. It was easy for them to find the abnormalities in their experience, but it was difficult for them to lift the curse.

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