The guards' planned method of interrogation was very simple.
They searched for a stone, slightly sharp.
They intended to use this stone to smash Chris's fingers one by one until he was willing to talk.
Luo De's mind was filled with countless ways to torture people.
——In novels and film works of a past life, there were many contents about torture.
But Luo De did not participate, only quietly waited.
The guards quickly found a stone, deftly pressing down on Chris's palm.
Luo De gestured to stop, staring at Chris and asking, "Tell me, or else when you can't bear it and tell me later, all the pain would have been in vain."
Chris still kept his head down without speaking, muscles on his face tense.
"I understand your choice."
Luo De waved his hand, signalling the guards to proceed, and turned around himself.
By the campfire, Luo De began to roast meat, bringing out the dry food to toast over the bonfire, thinking eating cold food at night wasn't good for the stomach.
