Chapter 182: Spineless
Wu Wei ran to the supplies they had brought with them, rummaged through them for a long time, and took out a bunch of red peppers.
"Sister An An, I heard you like spicy food? Here, no thanks!"
Ruan Anan held the string of peppers and the corners of her mouth twitched.
Does this mean adding some chili water?
Wu Wei patted Xiao Li's shoulder proudly, "How was it? Did you enjoy it?"
Xiao Li took a deep breath and looked down at Qiu Ping. "I actually hope you won't say anything."
Xiao Li only now understood that he was not blessed by some beautiful fairy sister and suddenly gained supernatural powers.
Instead, he was tricked into the mountains and became a test subject. He was alive by pure luck.
Qiu Ping has done countless bad things under the guise of doing good for everyone.
Xu Yancheng pulled out the rag stuffed in his mouth and asked coldly, "Speak or not?"
Qiu Ping burst into tears, and the sound sounded so pitiful.
Zhu Yaoyao had already put on white gloves at this time, "Don't think about biting your tongue to commit suicide."
"First, the tongue isn't that easy to bite off."
"Secondly, even if it breaks, I'm sure I can save you."
"In the face of modern medicine, martial arts novels are just stories. Do you understand?"
After hearing this, Qiu Ping cried even louder. He looked at Xu Yancheng, who was holding an exquisite dagger in his hand.
Looking at Zhu Yaoyao again, he was wearing white gloves and seemed ready for surgery at any time.
And Ruan Anan...
She had a bag of salt in her left hand and a string of chili peppers in her right hand. It was obvious that she was going to be tortured!
Qiu Ping stopped crying instantly and shouted desperately, "I'll tell you, I'll tell you, don't torture me."
That’s it?
Ruan Anan opened her lips slightly, shocked.
The torture hasn't even started yet, and the prisoner confessed it himself?
Wu Wei sighed, took the pepper from Ruan Anan's hand, and silently put it back into the supply bag, muttering softly, "As expected."
Ruan Anan: ...
Seeing Ruan Anan's bewildered expression, Xu Yancheng whispered, "The enemy is a weakling. Usually, they'll surrender before you even have to torture them."
"Of course, we can't really torture the prisoners."
Ruan Anan nodded. The first cut was to vent Xiao Li's anger, and the first sprinkle of salt was to wake Qiu Ping up.
If she asked him to torture the prisoners in the same way as the enemy, she really couldn't bring herself to do it.
This is the most basic difference between the Chinese and the Japanese.
The Chinese have a sense of right and wrong, while the Japanese talk about propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame, but in fact they have no bottom line and are extremely cruel.
Our country's martyrs never surrendered to any enemy because they had a sense of conviction.
On the other hand, there are the Japanese and the Blood Skull Organization.
They recruited one after another very quickly.
Ruan Anan moved a small stool and sat down, waiting leisurely for Qiu Ping's next words.
Qiu Ping sighed, sniffed his nose, and then slowly spoke, "I, I am the Hunter of Hidden Son No. 4 of the Blood Skull Organization Headquarters."
"Hidden Child?"
"hunter?"
Xu Yancheng opened the notebook he carried with him and began to record. However, he had annihilated so many people from the Blood Skull Organization, but this was the first time he had heard of Yinzi and Hunter.
Qiu Ping explained anxiously, "Everyone in the Blood Skull Organization has their own position."
"There are three gods at the top level."
"They are the God of Day, the God of Night, and the God of Gold."
What the hell, the reactionaries are also involved in cults?
However, this has been the case since ancient times. In order to appease the lower-level labor force, the easiest way for upper-level leaders to do so is to create a religious system.
Make them believe that if they do not do well, they will be punished by God.
Blood Skull is no exception.
As expected, after seeing the mocking expressions of several people, Qiu Ping became anxious.
He struggled desperately, "The three gods are powerful."
"They can create a potion to combat anything."
"For example, the Dark God can create a potion to fight against miasma."
Potions, is it a Western fantasy story system?
The sarcasm on Ruan Anan's lips became even stronger. "You'd better continue. As for that magic potion you mentioned, we are not interested."
Qiu Ping lowered his head helplessly. "You haven't seen the magic power of the Night God, so naturally you won't believe it."
"Every god has two hidden sons under him. The reason they are called hidden sons is that they can hide anywhere."
"Maybe there's one among you!"
"The two hidden sons are responsible for contacting the people below. For example, the Night God Zhang is in charge of the hunters and witch doctors."
"We can't see the Night God, but Yinzi will arrange tasks for me from time to time."
"Haha!" Ruan Anan couldn't help but burst out laughing, raising her hand to slap Qiu Ping. "Listen to yourself, isn't this story ridiculous?"
"Each god only has two hidden sons under his command. How can they be everywhere?"
"It's such a waste if you don't write a novel with your imagination!"
Hearing this, Qiu Ping's eyes were filled with anger. "You are not allowed to slander Master Yinzi!"
"Although there are few Yinzi people, there are many hunters!"
"You won't even know how many hunters there are."
"Besides, even if you kill me, you won't get the answer, because I don't know who they are myself."
Xu Yancheng frowned slightly, "You probably haven't seen Yinzi's true face either, right?"
"How do you know?" Qiu Ping's eyes flashed with excitement. "You believe in me, don't you? Do you also believe in the God of Darkness?"
"I believe you..." He swallowed back the dirty words that came out of his mouth.
Xu Yancheng curled his lips, stuffed the rag back into Qiu Ping's mouth, and then sat down with Ruan Anan and the others again.
"Let it air for a while, and then we can review it."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone gathered in a circle obediently, except Qi Chi and Ruan Anan, who were still sitting stupidly in their previous seats.
The two looked at each other, and then they remembered that except for them, everyone else was a highly disciplined soldier. Thinking of this, the two immediately followed the others and sat down on the ground in an orderly manner.
Xu Yancheng began to analyze seriously, "This organization should have three external leaders."
"If I'm not mistaken, the female leader that Haishi once captured should be the God of Money."
"Because when they captured her, they seized eighty boxes of gold bars, food stamps, and countless cash."
"Unfortunately, before the interrogation could even begin, she committed suicide by swallowing gold."
"But when she was arrested, there were two masked people beside her, a man and a woman. The man was shot and killed by the woman while fleeing."
"The woman is still at large."
"So, the God of Money should be responsible for managing the organization's funds on the mainland."
Qiu Ping pouted and nodded repeatedly.
The God of Money has indeed disappeared, so that the wages they should have paid have been getting less and less in recent years.
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