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Questioning

Thorian's two casual words were like thunder, striking the hearts of the three people.

If they answer the question, maybe there is still a glimmer of hope.

But if they don't answer, then there is only one way out, and that is death.

After working so hard to get the wealth and glory they have today, who would be willing to die if they could still live?

However, due to their face and dignity, they are unwilling to bear the stigma of traitors.

So they seem very hesitant at this moment.

What is more important, dignity or reputation? Or does your life matter?

This is a dilemma.

"There are only three breaths left. If you don't speak, you will have no chance." Thorian's voice was calm.

But it seemed to be able to captivate people, making the three Red Fire Army generals sweat profusely.

Seeing that the countdown was about to end, the Red Fire Army general on the far left finally couldn't help it: "Young Prince! I'll tell you - I'll tell you everything!"

He knelt on the ground and moved forward quickly, fearing that someone would get there first.

"You traitor! Die!"

The Red Fire Army general in the middle was furious. He tried his best to break the rope, and then slapped his comrade on the top of his head.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound.

The head of the general on the left exploded like a watermelon.

Red and white splashed all over the ground.

“Bold!”

Several law enforcement team members who reacted immediately drew their guns, put them around the neck of the general in the middle, and restrained him again.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The general in the middle laughed wildly: "Kill us if you dare, but it is absolutely impossible for us to betray the general!"

Thorian took the handkerchief handed over by the maid and wiped the blood splattered on his face, his eyes still indifferent: "So, you are still a tough guy?"

"If your head falls off, it will only leave a scar the size of a bowl. What's there to be afraid of?"

The general in the middle held his head high, his face full of arrogance: "Besides, I've had enough of eating, drinking and having fun over the years. Even if I die, I won't have any regrets!"

"Yeah?"

Thorian suddenly curled his lips and sneered: "Since you are not afraid of death, then I will let you see what it means to be worse off than dead!"

As he said that, Thorian waved his hand and shouted coldly: "Come here, take him to the Black Prison and serve him well! I want to see how long he can withstand the 108 punishments in the Black Prison?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the general's expression changed instantly.

He had long heard of the notoriety of the Black Prison. It was definitely not a place for people to stay.

Even if one is a tough guy, once he is arrested and tortured, everything will be gone.

Once he enters the black prison, he will definitely be unable to live or die.

Thinking of his miserable end in the future, the general couldn't help but tremble all over and break out in a cold sweat.

Rather than being tortured to death, it is better to die quickly!

When the general thought of this, a look of determination flashed in his eyes. He immediately lunged forward and hit the mouth of the law enforcement team with his neck.

After the previous lesson, the law enforcement team members were prepared and immediately pulled back, pinning him to the ground with a combined force.

To be on the safe side, the law enforcement team members even broke the hands and feet of the Red Fire Army general.

Then they tied him up and dragged him away by force.

"What's the point of torturing people? If you have the guts, just kill me! Kill me!"

The Red Fire Army general struggled and screamed, his whole body was hysterical, and he could not hide the fear on his face.

But his resistance and roar were of no use.

"You're pretending to be so cool in front of me. Do you really think you're a tough guy?" Thorian raised his mouth with a hint of sarcasm.

If the other party was really not afraid of death, he would not be captured.

When faced with the encirclement and suppression last night, we had to either fight to the end or die.

This is a real man.

The guy who refused to die after being caught and kept talking about morality and righteousness is nothing but a hypocrite.

If he hadn't known that he was going to be thrown into prison, he would have probably been more passionate and tried to gain a reputation for being loyal and courageous.

Of the three Red Fire Army generals, one was killed, one was imprisoned, and the last one was kneeling on the ground, trembling and sweating profusely.

He didn't want to die, and he didn't want to go to jail.

This time he was just following Zhang Long and Zhao Hu's orders to come and rescue the general. He never expected that things would be so serious, and he never thought of becoming a rebel.

He has parents above him and a son and a daughter below him.

His life should be happy and his life is full of hope.

But now, everything has changed.

Once the charge of rebellion is pinned on them, it will be a huge disaster.

When the accident happens, not only he, but also his parents, wife, children, relatives and friends will be implicated.

What should he do?

What should he do now?

He lowered his head, his heart pounding like thunder, and his whole body shaking like a sieve.

He thought he was a man, but when he really faced death, he still couldn't suppress the fear in his heart.

"Now, you are the only one left. Do you have anything to say?"

Devilish whispers rang in his ears.

The Red Fire Army general froze, raised his head with a pale face, and said in a hoarse voice: "Little... Little Prince, I know I can't escape, I don't ask for survival, as long as you let my family go, I can do anything for you!"

"He's quite an interesting person."

Thorian nodded with satisfaction: "Then let's not waste time. Tell me where General Long Wei's safe house is? I will let you live."

"Okay! I'll say..." The general of the Red Fire Army lowered his head in shame.

For the safety of his family, he had no choice but to betray the general. - Ton

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