1695: C1695 I Can't Hold on for Even a Minute

C1695 I Can't Hold on for Even a Minute

Although Liu Lei felt that the killer organization's brainwashing training was really good, but he didn't agree with them.

To be able to brainwash a person to such an extent, was this person still useful? He was completely unorthodox.

Just like those fanatical believers of the religion who were spreading rumors, going crazy.

It was as though he couldn't understand reason and wouldn't listen to anything these people said.

Forget it, then I can only continue to use force.

Swish swish!

Two cold lights flashed in the air.

In the blink of an eye, Assassin's legs were separated from his body and he fell to the ground.

Right now, Assassin looked to be in a miserable state. He had lost all of his limbs.

Amidst the blood-curdling screeches, one could see that his eyes were filled with despair. Not even a speck of lustre could be seen in his eyes.

To become like this, it would be meaningless for him to continue living. Rather than doing so, he might as well just die on his own accord and protect the secret of the guild.

The dead were the best at keeping secrets.

As long as he was dead, even if Liu Lei cut him up into pieces, his corpse would not answer any questions.

"We pledge our loyalty to the organization!"

Assassin roared hysterically towards the sky. Then, he bit open the venom capsule on his molars and directly committed suicide by taking poison.

In just a few seconds, she had completely lost her breath.

Liu Lei had actually already noticed Assassin's suicidal thought. Originally, if he wanted to stop Assassin, he had the ability to do so.

However, after thinking about it, he decided to just forget it and just watch Assassin commit suicide.

In any case, for someone like him who understood Arts of Ghost-Catching and Evil-Expelling, there was no difference between a dead person and a living person.

Who said that the dead kept their secrets the most?

This rule didn't apply to Liu Lei.

He even felt that it would be easier for the dead to ask questions, because underneath the Soul Ant Fire, no matter how strong they were, they would just be fart.

After waiting for a moment, Assassin's soul left his body.

Without saying a word, Liu Lei threw a Soul Ant Fire over. He didn't even give Liu Lei a chance to talk.

What Liu Lei did not expect was that Assassin, who was extremely brave just now, could not even last a minute under the torture of the Soul Ant Fire.

After persisting for around thirty seconds, she started to plead frenziedly, indicating that she was willing to say anything.

Liu Lei was speechless.

At least Perverted Evil Cultivator could still hold on for a minute or two, and he was even crazily scolding him.

However, the difference between Assassin and him was too big.

However, if one thought about it carefully, it was quite normal. A normal person's soul force couldn't compare to a cultivator's.

Using a Soul Ant Fire to deal with it was a bit of killing a chicken with a cow-blade, overkill.2

However, as long as he could achieve his goal, it would be fine. Liu Lei was too lazy to care about this consumption.

Next, he started asking questions.

Assassin, who had been tortured to the point of collapse, naturally spoke everything he knew. He just wanted to end this painful torture as soon as possible.

What vow of loyalty to the organization? He had long abandoned it.

Even if he was dead, why would he care about organizations?

It seems like after a person dies, the effects of brainwashing will basically disappear.

If he were to face even the slightest bit of torture, he would immediately sell out the organization without any face at all.

Very quickly, Liu Lei asked all the questions he wanted to know and also got most of the answers.

However, there were some issues that were related to the organization's secrets, and only high-level personnel were allowed to know about them.

Even if he was tortured to the point of losing his soul, he would not be able to answer such a trash question.

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