"Professional? My method of tying people up has a medical theory behind it; it’s based on the principle of how Qi and blood circulate in the human body. Tying someone up in this position maximizes the rush of blood and Qi to the brain. Heh, I bet the sensation is incredibly uncomfortable." Lin Tian chuckled sinisterly, causing even Ghost, who prided himself on his malevolence, to step back.
It was as if getting too close to Lin Tian would result in being tied up in that posture. Ghost was extremely relieved that he hadn’t been subjected to such treatment when he was previously captured.
Lin Tian talked as he worked, quickly tying up eight people. Then, he fiercely pinched their Ren Zhong Acupoints, rousing them all awake.
The first reaction of the eight upon waking was to try to leap up and counterattack, but any movement made them roll onto the ground, maintaining the uncomfortable position.
"Lin Tian, what do you want to do?" one ninja asked in fluent Chinese, and he called out Lin Tian’s name right from the start, making it clear that the ambush was specifically aimed at Lin Tian.
"I ask, you answer. If you refuse, you’ll know the consequences, and it’ll be an unforgettable experience for life." Lin Tian smiled, raising a finger, and said, "First question, who sent you?"
The ninjas chose to remain silent. During their training to become ninjas, they had endured so many tortures that they had become somewhat numb to it. They didn’t believe Lin Tian could come up with anything new. If they couldn’t withstand a bit of torture, they wouldn’t have chosen to become ninjas.
"Oh, it seems that my honest face can’t scare you." Lin Tian sighed and then turned to ask Ghost, "Do you know how many orifices are in a man’s body?"
Unaware of Lin Tian’s intentions, Ghost answered truthfully, "Seven orifices, I guess. The saying ’bleeding from the seven orifices’ refers to the seven orifices of the face."
Lin Tian feigned contemplation and said, "What if ants or mole crickets burrowed inside, I wonder? Not sure about mole crickets, but there definitely are ants in the forest."
"Damn..." Ghost actually took a few steps back this time, as if he could already envision that tragic fate. His eyes were fixed on Lin Tian, full of wariness.
Lin Tian’s words were clear, and the ninjas heard them loud and clear, too. Thinking about that scenario, their faces turned pale. Nervous, they struggled, and that’s when the thin ropes really showed their effectiveness—the ropes dug into their flesh as they squirmed, feeling nearly the same as being sliced with a blunt knife.
"I’ll talk, I’ll talk..." Their hoods had been removed by Lin Tian, and one of the men, who looked to be only in his thirties, shouted out. He couldn’t bear the thought of mole crickets burrowing inside him.
"Shut up, you think you’ll live if you speak?" A middle-aged man shouted to stop him, and that person, as if realizing something, truly bowed his head and said no more.
"Hmm, you don’t find that stimulating enough? I’ve heard that cutting open a small slit in the skin and letting the blood flow to the ground will attract centipedes from the forest to the smell of blood. Tsk tsk, hundreds of centipedes biting, I wonder if you’ve ever experienced that?" Lin Tian didn’t even bring up the usual torture methods like scalding, whipping, or electrocution.
Those were things even three-year-olds knew; as ninjas, they might have endured them countless times and wouldn’t be frightened. It was the fear of the unknown that could truly terrify them from the bottom of their hearts. Otherwise, with the ninjas’ rigorous training, such trivial threats would not be taken seriously.
After hearing Lin Tian’s words, all the ninjas swallowed hard and glanced at each other, feeling like Lin Tian’s smile resembled that of a demon.
This wasn’t all. After thinking for a moment, Lin Tian continued, "There’s a type of insect that likes to lay eggs on animals, using the host’s warmth to incubate and then parasitize the animal’s muscle to feed, until the larvae metamorphose. They’ll burrow out through the skin, and that scene, I’m sure you’ve never witnessed! Just imagine if I left you tied up for ten days, half a month, with them parasitizing your bodies. Sigh, it’s really too tragic. I genuinely feel sorry for you."
No need to experience it firsthand, merely imagining it made the ninja uncomfortable, as if thousands of insects were crawling on his body.
Lin Tian once told Futian Yizhi that sometimes death isn’t the scariest thing, for there are many things in the world more terrifying than death.
"You answer me, who sent you here? Satisfy me with your response, and I will spare your life," Lin Tian said to the ninja in his thirties, offering him a choice.
He was the most afraid of dying, probably because he had not been a ninja for long, and this might even be his first mission.
The ninja hesitated and glanced at his comrades, then opened his mouth.
"Baka..." his comrade, speaking in Japanese, glared and blurted out a tirade. Lin Tian couldn’t understand what he was saying; it was likely nothing more than cursing and threats.
Lin Tian walked over, singled out the loudest shouting ninja, and though the ninja remained defiant and silent, Lin Tian lost his patience, hoisted him up, then slammed him down into the ground as if impaling him on a stake.
His strength was terrifying, beyond what steel could bear. The ninja let out a horrific scream as his body shrank by half its size, and both legs broke simultaneously, bones and flesh turning grotesquely outward. The scene was extraordinarily tragic. Blood kept flowing out, and soon the mud beneath his feet was soaked red.
Due to the immense force endured, the ninja’s internal organs shifted out of place, and dark red blood oozed from every orifice, a true case of bleeding from the seven apertures. Within two minutes, the ninja had completely stopped breathing.
Throughout the whole process of "planting" the man, Ghost didn’t even frown, having seen far worse scenes. On foreign mercenary battlefields, being blown apart by bombs or stepping into minefields left nothing intact after explosions. Bits of limbs and flesh scattered about, shredded organs, hitting the ground still steaming. If one’s mental fortitude wasn’t strong, those gruesome images would become nightmares for life.
He wasn’t afraid of the gory brutality, but the torture Lin Tian described was so diabolical that it even made Ghost shudder a little.
"Who’s next?" Lin Tian asked coldly, looking at the remaining six.
They say talk is cheap, better to kill one to warn a hundred. No matter how well trained, these ninjas were not Death Soldiers. They still harbored a fear of death, especially such a violent one. Despite their efforts to suppress it, the fear in their eyes was evident.
"I gave you a chance, but unfortunately, you didn’t seize it. Now, I’ll start asking questions. Fail to answer once, I’ll kill one person. Twice, I’ll kill two people, until no one is left! You only have three seconds to think," Lin Tian said with a cold tone, no longer smiling, causing even Ghost, who had witnessed the harshness of life and death, to feel a chill.
"Which organization do you belong to?" Lin Tian asked coldly as his first question.
The ninjas looked at one another, then chose to remain silent.
"Three seconds are up, too bad you forfeited your chance to live!" Lin Tian declared emotionlessly.
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