Seeing his companions being tortured, Chen Jing seemed to be fighting slightly.

But he had no choice. In order to protect his highest secret, his childhood playmate had chosen to die. He could not have any flaws, otherwise, both of them would die, which would be equivalent to sacrificing in vain.

I don’t know how long the torture took place, but Han Feng had fallen into a coma again.

Chen Jing's slightly red eyes had recovered. He endured the pain in his heart, his right hand holding the torture instrument was trembling, took a deep breath, and tried to calm down. Then he turned around: "This guy's bones are very hard, he refuses to reveal any news. He is already unconscious under torture."

By the time he said this, he had returned to his former expression.

Just now, Murong Hongye saw the whole process, and his doubts about Chen Jing had been dispelled a lot. He sneered: "Hmph, the bones are very hard? In the hands of Sili Camp, there are no hard bones!"

As he spoke, he also signaled to the prison guard again: "Wake up! Keep the trial! I don't believe that I can't pry his mouth open!"

"No!" The prison guard understood. He just brought cold water, but was stopped by Chen Jing: "Let's wait."

He faced Murong Hongye and said seriously: "Sir, the suspect has been tortured more than once today and has been unconscious twice. If this continues, he may be worried about his life. Once he dies, he will lose any clues. In his humble opinion, it is better to slow down and let him not survive or die."

This proposal was very reasonable. Murong Hongye nodded after thinking for a moment: "You are right. He can't die, so let's postpone the torture and ask the medical officer to come over and save his life first and then try again tomorrow."

"Sir, wise." Chen Jing bowed.

The interrogation was temporarily stopped. Murong Hongye seemed very satisfied with Chen Jing's performance today. As the two walked out, he said, "Chen Jing, aren't you afraid of death? As long as Han Feng is willing to speak, we will protect him from his glory and wealth, but he resisted twice, but he refused to speak. It's puzzling."

Chen Jing said: "This... I don't understand it, but I heard that the Qin land was bitter and cold, and the wind and snow in the north were windy and snowy. The Qin army fought with herbs and defeated the Western Rong, which shows that it was a tiger and wolf."

"Well, the Qin army is really hard to deal with." Murong Hongye nodded and changed his mind again: "By the way, our army has suffered a defeat in Caizhou recently, and many people are in panic. You are in the Sili Camp, so you won't have such concerns."

Chen Jing's face was correct: "Why did you say this? From the moment you entered the Sili Camp from the moment you entered the low-level position, you have made up your mind to serve the country until your death! Even if you are crushed to pieces, why are you afraid?"

"Good words!" Murong Hongye said happily, "Chen Jing, don't worry, even if my Daling was defeated this time, there will be a vast territory in the east, plus countless gold and silver, you can make a comeback at any time! As long as you do your best, I will not treat you badly."

"Yes! Thank you for your cultivation!" Chen Jing looked extremely excited.

Murong Hongye was quite satisfied with this and couldn't help but nodded again, "Let's go, don't you like some wine? Have a drink with me for two drinks. In the past few days, as long as you can pry Han Feng's mouth open, it will be a great contribution."

"Please rest assured, Mr. Hu will do his best and try every means." Chen Jing said respectfully, and quickly reached out: "Please, Mr.

At dinner that day, Chen Jing was with Murong Hongye. In the evening, the latter was drunk and rested, and he went to the dungeon alone.

He was responsible for interrogating Han Feng. When he saw him, several jailers immediately bowed down.

"How is it? Has the suspect ever woke up?" Chen Jing seemed to have drunk a lot of wine, and while speaking, he also burped.

A jailer returned: "Don't worry, sir, you have no worries about your life."

"Yeah." Chen Jing nodded, "You should understand that this person cannot die."

After saying that, he waved his hand casually: "It's up to the secret. Please step back. I'll interrogate it separately."

"Yes." The jailers saluted them all.

Soon, only Chen Jing and Han Feng tied to the punishment rack were left in the dungeon. His drunken state immediately disappeared. Then he looked around, walked forward quickly, and shouted in a low voice: "Brother Han, Brother Han..."

His tone was full of anxiety and concern. At this time, he took off his disguise. Seeing his childhood playmates look like this, his eyes turned red and tears fell.

Hearing his voice, Han Feng moaned in pain first, then slowly raised his head and grinned: "Brother Chen, you are here..."

"Brother Han..." Chen Jing looked at his tortured scars and blood on his body and said in a trembling voice: "This, this is all my actions..."

"No, you must do this, otherwise Murong Hongye will doubt you." Han Feng said with great support: "He asked you to interrogate yourself, just to test you. You cannot have any flaws, otherwise, our efforts will be in vain."

"But this, but this." Chen Jing was crying.

"Why are you crying?" Han Fengqiang smiled: "I remember, since you were young, you never shed tears, even if I snatched the slingshot..."

"Brother, stop talking. I'll take you away right away. Let's find a way to fight out!" Chen Jing burst into tears and said, and was about to open the chain.

"Stop!" Han Feng stopped him and said anxiously: "Do you want everyone to sacrifice in vain!"

"But, but." Chen Jing was confused.

Han Feng said: "It is my duty to protect you. For the sake of Daqin, I am willing to do so. But you cannot disobey the order, and you cannot miss the overall situation because of a moment of impulse."

"Living, our military intelligence in Lingguo depends on you..."

After saying this, Han Feng took a few breaths due to his injuries, and then said: "You and I know the methods of Sili Camp. If this continues, I am worried that I will not be able to hold on and you will also reveal flaws. Tomorrow, help me."

"What?" Chen Jing was stunned at first, and then reacted. This help was to help him die.

He couldn't help but say tremblingly: "Brother Han, our army is under the brink of the border. Ruizhou will sooner or later be destroyed. At that time, the king will definitely rescue you."

"But I can't wait for that day." Han Feng grinned again, "I hope that the brothers of the Snow Clan can see the king unify the world and settle the prosperity and peace. At that time, the mountains and rivers will be united, the people will live and work in peace, and be peaceful. What kind of scene is it like..."

His eyes were filled with a look of yearning.

Chen Jing closed his eyes deeply, clenched his right fist hard, and burst into tears.

Half an hour later.

Chen Jing has returned to a slightly drunk state, left the dungeon, and was still cursing: "Damn, this kid's mouth is so hard. You guys, take good care of him and let him rest for a night. Never die. Tomorrow, Lord Murong and I will come to interrogate again."
Chapter completed!