This killer star of the War of Resistance Against Japan was only 9 years old.

Chapter 333 Interrogation of Xiao Zeyu 2

When Bai Luo and Zhang Qing arrived at the place where Xiao Zeyu was being held.

They discovered that Sun Jiahao, the captain of the first squad, was already torturing Xiao Zeyu.

Seeing this, Zhang Qing quickly stepped forward and walked to Sun Jiahao's side, asking with some expectation.

"How did it go? Did you get any information from them?"

Upon hearing this, Sun Jiahao waved his whip in the air, seemingly still wanting more.

"Shopkeeper, this little Japanese soldier hasn't said a word yet. He looks delicate and tender, but he's very tight-lipped. I whipped him with a whip dipped in chili water for a long time, but he didn't utter a single word."

Upon hearing this, Bai Luo turned to look at Xiao Zeyu, who had already fainted from the pain.

The man bound to the chair, Ozawa Yuji, was deathly pale. Even though he was unconscious, his body was still twitching involuntarily.

His body was whipped raw and torn apart by the whip, which was soaked in chili water.

There were still obvious tear stains on both sides of his cheeks, which made Bai Luo think that Xiao Zeyu was not the kind of person who could withstand such a blow.

So Bai Luo took two steps forward and carefully observed Ozawa Yuuji.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, Bai Luo reached out and grabbed Ozawa Yuuji's chin.

With a sudden burst of force, a "crack" was heard.

"what..."

Ozawa Yuji was awakened by a sudden pain in both sides of his chin and instinctively screamed.

Soon, Ozawa Yuji realized he could speak and immediately looked up at his surroundings.

Upon seeing Sun Jiahao standing not far away, he immediately began to curse.

"You stupid idiot, my jaw's been ripped off, how am I supposed to speak...?"

The more Xiaoze Yuer scolded, the more wronged he felt, and finally he burst into tears.

"this..."

Bai Luo and Zhang Qing exchanged glances, their gazes towards Sun Jiahao becoming strange.

Sun Jiahao was also somewhat embarrassed, as he had no idea that the Japanese soldier's jaw had been dislocated.

Perhaps he was provoked by Ozawa Yuji's scolding.

Sun Jiahao lashed out with the whip again.

"Snapped."

A crisp crack of a whip echoed in the small wooden house.

Xiao Zeyu was also silenced by Sun Jiahao.

Seeing that Ozawa Yuji had finally behaved, Zhang Qing stepped forward and stood in front of Ozawa Yuji.

"Ozawa Yuuji, it's really not easy to see you."

At this moment, Ozawa Yuji also shifted his gaze to Zhang Qing, who was standing in front of him.

After looking Zhang Qing up and down and confirming that he had never seen this person before, Xiao Zeyu spoke up.

"Who are you? Have we met before? And what is your purpose in capturing me? Aren't you afraid of the Empire's retaliation for torturing me like this?"

After hearing Xiao Zeyu's words, Zhang Qing chuckled and then slowly said.

"Hahaha, torture? This is nothing compared to the outrageous things you've done in China. What kind of torture is this?"

"Are you the Red Party? No, no, the Red Party would not resort to vigilante justice."

Before Zhang Qing could even speak, Ozawa Yuji denied the claim himself.

With his head down, he kept recalling what Jujiro Itai had said that morning.

Then, as if he had thought of something, he immediately spoke up.

"You're the group that's been causing trouble in Er City lately!! Yes, it must be you. The Red Party doesn't have the ability to kidnap me so easily."

Zhang Qing didn't expect that before he could even ask anything, Ozawa Yuji had already guessed who they were.

This left Zhang Qing momentarily speechless, unsure how to respond to Ozawa Yuji's words, and the scene fell silent for a moment.

Seeing this, Ozawa Yuji ignored the pain spreading throughout his body.

He burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, looks like my guess was right. Hahaha!"

Seeing this, Bai Luo shook his head. It seemed he would have to do it himself.

Bai Luo pushed Zhang Qing aside and walked over to Xiao Zeyu, who was still laughing heartily.

He slowly raised his right foot, and under Ozawa Yuji's puzzled gaze, he stomped heavily on Ozawa Yuji's only remaining foot.

“Click…”

"Ah... Baka, my foot!!"

With a crisp sound of bones breaking, Ozawa Yuji let out a pig-like scream.

But Bai Luo's actions did not stop. He pulled out the dagger from his waist and slashed open Ozawa Yuji's trouser leg.

Under Ozawa Yuji's horrified gaze, Bai Luo crouched down and slowly stabbed Ozawa Yuji's ankle with the tip of the knife.

Feeling the stinging pain in his ankle from the dagger, Ozawa Yuuji shouted immediately.

"Sir, what do you want? Let's talk this out."

The sharp pain in his ankle caused Ozawa Yuji to begin struggling violently.

Helplessly, no matter how much he struggled, Bai Luo's right foot, which was pressing down on Xiao Zeyu's foot, seemed to weigh a ton and firmly controlled Xiao Zeyu's only remaining leg.

Ozawa Yuji's struggles only caused him excruciating, tearing pain in his feet; they had no other effect.

Bai Luo did not stop what Ozawa Yuji said.

Instead, he quickened his movements, severing Xiao Zeyu's hamstring in an instant.

Bai Luo reacted quickly, grabbing the severed Achilles tendon with his left hand.

"ah...."

Ozawa Yuji let out a shrill scream, but Bai Luo still ignored him.

Instead, he turned to Zhang Qing, who was standing beside him, and asked.

"Uncle Zhang, I've been wanting to make a bow lately, but I'm too strong and haven't been able to find a suitable bowstring. What do you think of this one?"

As he spoke, Bai Luo tugged at the Achilles tendon he was gripping tightly in his hand.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Qing couldn't help but swallow, but still managed to say something in response.

"Isn't this one enough?"

Bai Luo chuckled softly upon hearing this, then turned to look at Ozawa Yuuji, whose face showed fear.

He smiled slightly at Ozawa Yuuji, revealing two small tiger teeth.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Luo, who was 36 degrees Celsius, uttered words that made Ozawa Yuji feel as if the temperature had dropped to -136 degrees Celsius.

"It's alright, Mr. Ozawa still has two arms, right? That should be enough. Don't you think so, Mr. Ozawa?"

After saying this, Bai Luo pulled hard on Ozawa Yu's Achilles tendon again.

"Baka, that's enough! That's enough... Stop talking! What do you want to know? I'll tell you everything..."

After saying this, Ozawa Yuji slumped into his chair, looking as if burdened by a heavy weight, his eyes vacant.

Bai Luo pursed her lips upon seeing this.

He thought to himself, "This is really boring. This is just the beginning."

Zhang Qing, who was behind him, saw the expression on Bai Luo's face and couldn't help but twitch his lips.

He thought to himself, "Why does this little brat look like he hasn't had enough? Does he really want to pull out Xiao Zeyu's tendons to make a bow?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Qing couldn't help but shudder.

Sun Jiahao, standing at the very back, had his eyes shining. He hadn't blinked once during Bai Luo's interrogation, his expression excited as he watched every movement of Bai Luo's hands.

However, Ozawa Yuji was a bit unhelpful; he gave up struggling very early on.

Even so, Sun Jiahao felt that he had benefited a lot.

He thought to himself, "As expected of the young manager, his interrogation methods are much more effective than my own whip dipped in chili water."

I must try it myself when I have the chance.