The enemy wanted to torture them severely, so they first simply bandaged their wounds and stopped the bleeding.
Then, the enemy gave each of the four of them a gun with only one bullet in it, and asked them to shoot at their comrades.
After they got the guns, they all chose to point the guns at their heads.
Before they could pull the trigger, the enemy's gun bolt hit the back of their heads.
Cheng Jingmo and his men refused to shoot at their comrades, so the enemy came up with another trick.
The enemy dragged in more than a dozen civilians who had been captured earlier and forced the four of them to kill them.
These civilians had been tortured to the point where their lives were worse than death, and they begged Cheng Jingmo and the other three to kill them.
These are innocent lives. No matter how much they beg to die, Cheng Jingmo and others cannot shoot them.
Seeing that the four of them refused to obey, these cruel enemies cut the throats of these civilians in front of them, and blood spurted several meters away.
Cheng Jingmo closed his eyes, and the warm blood seemed to splash on his body. He felt his whole body trembling from the heat.
He just wants to kill these thugs!
Seeing that they would rather die than surrender, the enemy began to torture them.
Cheng Jingmo's arms were tied to a cross by these people, and his body was hanging in the air.
His arms had already been hit by four bullets, and now his entire body weight was supported by his two arms. He fainted from the pain.
He was awakened by the pain.
When he opened his eyes, he saw a thug holding a hammer and a long nail. The nail pierced his palm under the hammer and nailed to the cross behind him. Blood dripped all over the ground.
Every time the hammer hit, Cheng Jingmo's whole body twitched in pain. He parted his lips slightly but said nothing.
Owen is no better than Cheng Jingmo.
The enemy got a large iron pot with water in it and a blazing fire underneath. A rope was hanging from the beam.
Owen was placed right above the iron pot. He held on to the rope tightly, otherwise he would fall into the pot and be boiled to death.
Both of Owen's arms were injured. He held on tight, grabbed the rope, and then wrapped the rope around his forearms twice, trying his best to prevent himself from falling.
The other two comrades were from Li Country, one named Ben and the other named Mork.
Ben was cut open alive by these people and his organs were taken out one by one.
Mork was doused with asphalt by these people, and his feet were set on fire, turning him into a human candle.
No matter how strong Ben and Mork were, they could not bear such torture and they howled in pain.
Cheng Jingmo closed his eyes, unable to bear to watch such a scene, tears silently streamed down his face.
Compared to the physical pain, the pain in the heart is the most painful.
Cheng Jingmo thought that he should have shot them at that time. If he had killed them with one shot, they would not have suffered so much.
Cheng Jingmo didn't know how many nails were nailed into his body; he was numb from the pain.
There was blood all over the ground beneath him, his consciousness gradually became blurred, and the howling of his comrades in his ears became weaker and weaker.
In a trance, he seemed to have returned to the past.
A moment later, Yu Xiangnian's black hair fell behind her. She turned her head and smiled at him, "Cheng Jingmo, come and chase me."
A moment later, he was standing under the golden-green ginkgo tree, which was lush and leafy. Yu Xiangnian ran towards him with a bright smile, "Cheng Jingmo, how long have you been here?"
A moment later, he carried Yu Xiangnian on his back, walking step by step on the empty yellow land. Yu Xiangnian leaned over and asked him in his ear, "Cheng Jingmo, are you tired?"
My thoughts, I’m tired...
"Silence! Silence! Silence! Silence!" Owen shouted loudly.
Cheng Jingmo struggled to open his eyelids.
Owen shouted, "Don't close your eyes! Keep them open! Wake up!"
Cheng Jingmo grinned.
Irving is about to become a pig in the pot, so how can he care about others?
Ben and Mork were completely silent.
Cheng Jing thought to himself that he would be there soon too.
Yu Xiangyang, I'm going to break my promise this time...
Don't blame me for breaking my promise just this once.
The executioners, their hands stained with blood, locked their eyes on Cheng Jingmo.
"Is he from the East?" someone said. "I heard there's a kind of people in the East called eunuchs. They've had their genitals cut off, but they can still urinate normally."
The others were very interested. "Oh? You can still pee without that place?! How?"
The man said, "Let's try it and we'll know."
Cheng Jingmo's blood was almost drained. He couldn't resist, and he didn't have the strength to resist. He didn't even have the strength to speak.
But he shouted helplessly in his heart: "No! No! Kill me!"
The executioner grinned and approached him.
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