Hua Jianxiong cast the soldering iron on Kitajima Jing's body again and again, leaving black and red marks of yellow water on her breasts, lower abdomen, thighs, and buttocks. The torture room was full of the smell of burning flesh.
Kitajima Jing fainted many times, but soon woke up by a soldering iron.
Kitajima Jing, how many more punishment are you going to suffer before writing your confession?
Hua Jianxiong shouted at the pain of Kitajima Jing on the Xingjia. This made the woman who was hanging her head and panting like a dead fish tremble. Hua Jianxiong knew what kind of impact would call Kitajima Jing's name bring to her. With a cold smile, he picked up another red iron bar, squatted down and took off Kitajima Jing's black cloth shoes. Kitajima Jing's delicate feet wearing white stockings exposed.
The red iron bars were branded on the soles of Kitajima's feet wearing white stockings
Ah screamed and Kitajima-jing struggled desperately, but her ankle was tied firmly to the iron ring in the lower left corner of the punishment frame.
Hua Jianxiong saw Kitashima-Jing's feet twisting due to pain. Through the white stockings, she could vaguely see her slender toes clasped and then opened them.
You started this business after you were over 15 years old. You have been commended by the Army Headquarters and the Gendarmerie Command. I'm right?
As Hua Jianxiong said that, he stuck the dark red iron bar against Kitajima Jing's left toe. The stockings on his toes instantly burned, and the iron bars burned on the tender flesh between Kitajima Jing's toes.
Pain...Ah...
Kitajima Jing started crying sadly. Everything Hua Jianxiong said made her unacceptable. The feeling of being betrayed and the unbearable torture of her body made her completely collapse.
Don't...I say...
Hearing this, Hua Jianxiong smiled with satisfaction, stood up and threw away the iron bar in his hand, lifted Kitajima Jing's jaw with his hand, saw Kitajima Jing's haggard face full of pain and tears.
After Kitajima Shizuki was removed from the punishment rack by Hua Jianxiong, she wrote down her true identity and the assassination of the ambassador of the establishment of diplomatic relations, and pressed the fingerprints on her body. The pain made her moan from time to time.
Kitajima Jing was lying on the ground on his side, and the snow-white skin that was not tortured was extremely shocking.
Looking at Kitashima Jing, who was covered in scars and blood, wearing only white stockings, moaning and crying on the ground, Hua Jian's ambition was rising, but he kicked Kitashima Jing with his feet and laying on the sky, but at a glance, he saw Kitashima Jing's gritty appearance and gray-white remains between Kitashima Jing's legs. Hua Jianxiong shook his head and gave up his plan to enjoy this Japanese woman.
However, how to kill Kitajima Jing is a little worried about Hua Jianxiong
To be honest, Hua Jianxiong has never been very interested in killing people, but Hashimoto asked him to remove the result of Kitashima Shizuki's unmarked traces.
Looking at Kitashima Jing who was lying on the ground with his eyes closed, Hua Jianxiong found a hemp rope as thick as a finger to tie Kitashima Jing's wrists together and tied them in front of him, then pulled down the hook on the roof to hang the hemp rope between Kitashima Jing's wrists, and then quickly hung Kitashima Jing into the air through the pulley on the roof. Kitashima Jing moaned softly because his wrist was hurting severely, his eyes were filled with fear, and he cried in panic: What are you...what are you going to do?
Hua Jianxiong ignored her and separated her feet from left to right and left to fix them with iron shackles connected to the iron ring on the ground, so that Kitajima Jing would be hung in a herringbone shape and hung in mid-air.
Kitajima Shizuki seemed to have a premonition, and his whole body was shaking and cried even more violently. Don't...please... forgive me... I, don't torture me anymore...
Hua Jianxiong saw Kitashima Shizuki and said: Torturing you?
As he said that, he laughed. He approached Kitajima Jing's scarred body and grabbed her breasts, which were so broken that they were so worn out by the iron, and they were squeezed and kneaded hard.
Ah Kitajima Jing shook her head and made a sound like a female beast. Kitajima Jing's breasts were greasy and covered with blood and yellow body fluids. Hua Jianxiong kneaded them a few times and then got wet. He felt that Kitajima Jing's muscles were trembling due to the severe pain.
Commander Hashimoto asked me to kill you without any trace. How do you think I should kill you?
While Hua Jianxiong stretched his hand to Kitajima Jing's legs, wiped the blood from his hands clean with the white stockings on her legs, and said gently in Kitajima Jing's ear.
Kitashima's eyes suddenly opened wide at this time, and he struggled violently for a moment, and his already pale face turned as if he was dead.
How could this happen? Why is this so?
Kitashima Jing suddenly started to wail, she already understood what was going on
At this time, Hua Jianxiong had already taken out a dark red thumb-sized stick from the carbon brazier and walked in front of her. Kitajima Jing saw Hua Jianxiong's stick slowly stretching it between her legs. He already knew what Hua Jianxiong was going to do next. She was so nervous that her muscles were stiff. Surprisingly, she didn't make a sound, just sobbing, biting her lower lip with her teeth and closing her eyes and twisting her face to the side, as if she had accepted her fate and was ready to endure the cruelest punishment.
Kitashima Jing's abnormal expression made Hua Jianxiong stop and did not stab the dark red stick into Kitashima Jing's delicate lower body.
Perhaps because Kitajima Shizuo gave up his resistance, Hua Jianxiong was unable to do anything
If it weren't for the need for Kitajima Jing's personal confession, Hua Jianxiong would have handed Kitajima Jing to Wu Sibao or Liu Dazhuang. Just hint at them, Kitajima Jing would have been tortured to death in great pain, and he never liked to commit such things as torture and killing female criminals.
Kitajima Jing gritted her teeth and waited for a while. When she opened her eyes, she saw Hua Jianxiong looking at him with a strange expression. She looked at Hua Jianxiong with a pleading look and started crying.
Hua Jianxiong looked at Kitashima Jing's weak look and sighed in his heart. He made up his mind. After putting the stick back into the brazier, he slowly took off the stockings on Kitashima Jing's right leg. The stockings were light and thin, but very elastic. Hua Jianxiong saw that Kitashima Jing's right foot was small and white, and couldn't help but hold them and play with them for a while. Then he folded Kitashima Jing's stockings in half, walked behind Kitashima Jing's back and wrapped the stockings around Kitashima Jing's ivory neck.
Kitashima Jing already knew that Hua Jianxiong was going to strangle her. She tried hard to turn her head and looked at Hua Jianxiong with fearful eyes. She wanted to say something, but she didn't have the chance to say it. At this time, Hua Jianxiong had tightened her stockings.
Hua Jianxiong tightened Kitajima Jing's neck with stockings. After a while, the suffocation made Kitajima Jing's body struggle violently. His face turned purple and full of pain, making strange sounds, and he had incontinence, and urine flowed down his snow-white thighs.
Finally, the struggle stopped. Kitashima Jing's head hung weakly on her chest. Hua Jianxiong waited for a while before letting go. After confirming that Kitashima Jing was dead, he took down the stockings wrapped around her neck and threw them in front of Kitashima Jing's hanging body.
Hua Jianxiong turned to the front of Kitajima Jing's body, grabbed her hair and pulled it back. Seeing Kitajima Jing's originally beautiful eyes were still open without any anger, and there was some white foam on the corners of her mouth.
Hua Jianxiong let go of his hand, Kitajima Jing's head drooped again as if it was broken
Hua Jianxiong touched the confession in his pocket, shook his head and walked out of the torture room
He knew that once he left here, he would have a special agent to sort out the torture room, and Kitajima Jing's body would be quickly dealt with secretly. Moreover, the corpse of beautiful women like Kitajima Jing would probably not escape the wanton humiliation of the little spies responsible for sorting out the torture room and destroying the corpses.
Thinking of this, Hua Jianxiong turned around and looked at Kitajima Jing's hanging naked body, wondering why he was so slutty today.
Kitajima Jing fainted many times, but soon woke up by a soldering iron.
Kitajima Jing, how many more punishment are you going to suffer before writing your confession?
Hua Jianxiong shouted at the pain of Kitajima Jing on the Xingjia. This made the woman who was hanging her head and panting like a dead fish tremble. Hua Jianxiong knew what kind of impact would call Kitajima Jing's name bring to her. With a cold smile, he picked up another red iron bar, squatted down and took off Kitajima Jing's black cloth shoes. Kitajima Jing's delicate feet wearing white stockings exposed.
The red iron bars were branded on the soles of Kitajima's feet wearing white stockings
Ah screamed and Kitajima-jing struggled desperately, but her ankle was tied firmly to the iron ring in the lower left corner of the punishment frame.
Hua Jianxiong saw Kitashima-Jing's feet twisting due to pain. Through the white stockings, she could vaguely see her slender toes clasped and then opened them.
You started this business after you were over 15 years old. You have been commended by the Army Headquarters and the Gendarmerie Command. I'm right?
As Hua Jianxiong said that, he stuck the dark red iron bar against Kitajima Jing's left toe. The stockings on his toes instantly burned, and the iron bars burned on the tender flesh between Kitajima Jing's toes.
Pain...Ah...
Kitajima Jing started crying sadly. Everything Hua Jianxiong said made her unacceptable. The feeling of being betrayed and the unbearable torture of her body made her completely collapse.
Don't...I say...
Hearing this, Hua Jianxiong smiled with satisfaction, stood up and threw away the iron bar in his hand, lifted Kitajima Jing's jaw with his hand, saw Kitajima Jing's haggard face full of pain and tears.
After Kitajima Shizuki was removed from the punishment rack by Hua Jianxiong, she wrote down her true identity and the assassination of the ambassador of the establishment of diplomatic relations, and pressed the fingerprints on her body. The pain made her moan from time to time.
Kitajima Jing was lying on the ground on his side, and the snow-white skin that was not tortured was extremely shocking.
Looking at Kitashima Jing, who was covered in scars and blood, wearing only white stockings, moaning and crying on the ground, Hua Jian's ambition was rising, but he kicked Kitashima Jing with his feet and laying on the sky, but at a glance, he saw Kitashima Jing's gritty appearance and gray-white remains between Kitashima Jing's legs. Hua Jianxiong shook his head and gave up his plan to enjoy this Japanese woman.
However, how to kill Kitajima Jing is a little worried about Hua Jianxiong
To be honest, Hua Jianxiong has never been very interested in killing people, but Hashimoto asked him to remove the result of Kitashima Shizuki's unmarked traces.
Looking at Kitashima Jing who was lying on the ground with his eyes closed, Hua Jianxiong found a hemp rope as thick as a finger to tie Kitashima Jing's wrists together and tied them in front of him, then pulled down the hook on the roof to hang the hemp rope between Kitashima Jing's wrists, and then quickly hung Kitashima Jing into the air through the pulley on the roof. Kitashima Jing moaned softly because his wrist was hurting severely, his eyes were filled with fear, and he cried in panic: What are you...what are you going to do?
Hua Jianxiong ignored her and separated her feet from left to right and left to fix them with iron shackles connected to the iron ring on the ground, so that Kitajima Jing would be hung in a herringbone shape and hung in mid-air.
Kitajima Shizuki seemed to have a premonition, and his whole body was shaking and cried even more violently. Don't...please... forgive me... I, don't torture me anymore...
Hua Jianxiong saw Kitashima Shizuki and said: Torturing you?
As he said that, he laughed. He approached Kitajima Jing's scarred body and grabbed her breasts, which were so broken that they were so worn out by the iron, and they were squeezed and kneaded hard.
Ah Kitajima Jing shook her head and made a sound like a female beast. Kitajima Jing's breasts were greasy and covered with blood and yellow body fluids. Hua Jianxiong kneaded them a few times and then got wet. He felt that Kitajima Jing's muscles were trembling due to the severe pain.
Commander Hashimoto asked me to kill you without any trace. How do you think I should kill you?
While Hua Jianxiong stretched his hand to Kitajima Jing's legs, wiped the blood from his hands clean with the white stockings on her legs, and said gently in Kitajima Jing's ear.
Kitashima's eyes suddenly opened wide at this time, and he struggled violently for a moment, and his already pale face turned as if he was dead.
How could this happen? Why is this so?
Kitashima Jing suddenly started to wail, she already understood what was going on
At this time, Hua Jianxiong had already taken out a dark red thumb-sized stick from the carbon brazier and walked in front of her. Kitajima Jing saw Hua Jianxiong's stick slowly stretching it between her legs. He already knew what Hua Jianxiong was going to do next. She was so nervous that her muscles were stiff. Surprisingly, she didn't make a sound, just sobbing, biting her lower lip with her teeth and closing her eyes and twisting her face to the side, as if she had accepted her fate and was ready to endure the cruelest punishment.
Kitashima Jing's abnormal expression made Hua Jianxiong stop and did not stab the dark red stick into Kitashima Jing's delicate lower body.
Perhaps because Kitajima Shizuo gave up his resistance, Hua Jianxiong was unable to do anything
If it weren't for the need for Kitajima Jing's personal confession, Hua Jianxiong would have handed Kitajima Jing to Wu Sibao or Liu Dazhuang. Just hint at them, Kitajima Jing would have been tortured to death in great pain, and he never liked to commit such things as torture and killing female criminals.
Kitajima Jing gritted her teeth and waited for a while. When she opened her eyes, she saw Hua Jianxiong looking at him with a strange expression. She looked at Hua Jianxiong with a pleading look and started crying.
Hua Jianxiong looked at Kitashima Jing's weak look and sighed in his heart. He made up his mind. After putting the stick back into the brazier, he slowly took off the stockings on Kitashima Jing's right leg. The stockings were light and thin, but very elastic. Hua Jianxiong saw that Kitashima Jing's right foot was small and white, and couldn't help but hold them and play with them for a while. Then he folded Kitashima Jing's stockings in half, walked behind Kitashima Jing's back and wrapped the stockings around Kitashima Jing's ivory neck.
Kitashima Jing already knew that Hua Jianxiong was going to strangle her. She tried hard to turn her head and looked at Hua Jianxiong with fearful eyes. She wanted to say something, but she didn't have the chance to say it. At this time, Hua Jianxiong had tightened her stockings.
Hua Jianxiong tightened Kitajima Jing's neck with stockings. After a while, the suffocation made Kitajima Jing's body struggle violently. His face turned purple and full of pain, making strange sounds, and he had incontinence, and urine flowed down his snow-white thighs.
Finally, the struggle stopped. Kitashima Jing's head hung weakly on her chest. Hua Jianxiong waited for a while before letting go. After confirming that Kitashima Jing was dead, he took down the stockings wrapped around her neck and threw them in front of Kitashima Jing's hanging body.
Hua Jianxiong turned to the front of Kitajima Jing's body, grabbed her hair and pulled it back. Seeing Kitajima Jing's originally beautiful eyes were still open without any anger, and there was some white foam on the corners of her mouth.
Hua Jianxiong let go of his hand, Kitajima Jing's head drooped again as if it was broken
Hua Jianxiong touched the confession in his pocket, shook his head and walked out of the torture room
He knew that once he left here, he would have a special agent to sort out the torture room, and Kitajima Jing's body would be quickly dealt with secretly. Moreover, the corpse of beautiful women like Kitajima Jing would probably not escape the wanton humiliation of the little spies responsible for sorting out the torture room and destroying the corpses.
Thinking of this, Hua Jianxiong turned around and looked at Kitajima Jing's hanging naked body, wondering why he was so slutty today.
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