Marvel's Super Venom System

Chapter 210 The Torture of the Spy

Harry and Peter also reached out and touched the black armor upon hearing this.

While observing the design of the armor closely, Peter said: "I have never seen this material before, and it can maintain such high hardness and strength in such a light and thin state."

The thickness of the black armor is indeed very thin, basically not much thicker than the close-fitting body armor on the market.

And although the material is light and thin, its defense is not affected at all.

If they can analyze this material and production method, and then match it with the original manufacturing technology of the Hexagram Alliance, then their equipment can be upgraded again.

After handing over the things to Harry and Peter, Meng Ran took Liu Xiu to another laboratory to study the chip stripping technology.

Since everyone had urgent matters to do, Gwen could only take on the daily night patrol alone.

Although the current New York City has really become simple and simple because of the existence of the Hexagram Alliance, there are still some daring or desperate people who will take risks and embark on the road of crime.

When this happens, people from the Hexagram Alliance are needed to help them "correct the evil and return to the right" and get back on the right track.

Therefore, daily night patrols are still necessary.

A few days later, in the abandoned hydropower station, Nick Fury was standing outside the double-sided glass of an interrogation room, watching the interrogation screen inside.

Now this abandoned hydropower station has become their temporary headquarters, in order to carry out the screening and inventory of Hydra spies and agents.

In the dim interrogation room, the bald agent Sitwell was hanging with his hands bound by iron chains, and only his toes could barely touch the ground.

Natasha was sitting behind a table, with her slender legs resting on the table, looking at Sitwell in front of her with cold eyes.

"Zi~Zi~Zi~"

As she pressed her finger on a small remote control, a thin blue arc was transmitted directly to Sitwell's body through the metal chain.

"what!!!"

A tiny electric arc struck his body, and Sitwell felt as if countless ants in his body were constantly gnawing on his own bone marrow, the pain was extremely painful and itching was unbearable.

Seeing his distressed look, Natasha just picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip, then said in a cold voice, "Tell me all the information you know, Agent Sitwell."

"Don't think it's cool for you to be stubborn, I believe you won't last long, and I have plenty of time to play with you slowly."

"It was electric shock just now, so it should be the turn of waterboarding next. With the experience of these few days, I believe you should also know the process, right?"

"He~he~" Sitwell's chapped lips trembled slightly. Since he was suddenly caught here the day before yesterday, this kind of torture has continued for two days.

During this period, not only were various torture methods emerging one after another, but he was also not given any rest time in the middle. At this time, his spirit was on the verge of collapse.

Sitwell's stubble-covered face was full of exhaustion, and his slowly blinking eyes were already covered with bloodshot eyes.

He raised his head with difficulty, and begged for mercy in a hoarse voice: "Please, let me sleep. When I wake up, I will tell you whatever you want to know."

Hearing Sitwell's begging for mercy, Natasha turned her palm over and looked at her beautiful nails, then said in a cold voice, "Don't say those useless words, Agent Sitwell."

"I've said it many times, as long as you tell what you know, I'll let you rest."

Sitwell didn't reply when he heard Natasha's words, he just closed his eyes slowly, wanting to be hung and squinted for a while, so as to relax his mind.

The moment his eyes just closed, the tiny blue electric arc was transmitted from the chain in an instant, and all penetrated into his body.

"what!!!"

Severe pain and unspeakable itching made Sitwell wake up in an instant, and the long-term punishment and exhaustion severely damaged his body and spirit.

"Next time, if you dare to close your eyes again, I will double the intensity of the "alarm clock" so that you can enjoy it." Natasha looked at Sitwell who was hanging and reminded in a cold voice.

Then she clapped her hands again, and called in two black-clothed agents from outside.

"It's time for waterboarding, let him enjoy it, and wake up and doze off by the way."

The agent in black nodded after hearing Natasha's order, then filled the large bucket in the confinement room with water, and moved it in front of Sitwell.

The chain that hung Sitwell was also put a large part at this time, so that his face could be easily submerged in the big bucket.

After the chain was put down, the man in black standing behind Sitwell grabbed his neck and roughly pushed him into the bucket.

"Puff~puff~" Sitwell, who was suddenly submerged into the water tank, struggled violently, but the rough and powerful hands on his neck made him completely powerless to resist.

When he was about to reach the limit of suffocation, the agent in black grabbed Sitwell by the neck and lifted him out.

"Ha~ Pulu Pulu~" Before Sitwell could finish his breath, he was pushed into the bucket again by the black-clothed agent.

Such sudden pressing and rough movements caused Sitwell to drink cold tap water.

And because the control of the big hand on the neck made him unable to breathe at all, the feeling of suffocation also made him feel like dying.

A series of punishments caused his spirit, which was already on the verge of collapse, to completely collapse. His belief and belief in Hydra were still no match for the endless physical and mental damage.

Finally, when the black-clothed agent grabbed him out of the water bucket again, Sitwell hurriedly shouted: "I, I, I said pulu pulu~"

Hearing Sitwell's shout, Natasha also raised her hand to stop the agent in black.

Seeing this, the black-clothed agent also grabbed Sitwell out of the bucket and stopped the waterboarding.

"Tell me, tell me all the Hydra agents you know, as well as the missions you have performed before." Natasha looked at Sitwell, who was lying on the ground panting, and said to him in a cold voice.

Sitwell collapsed to the ground, taking a big gulp of air, moistening his nearly dry lungs.

He originally wanted to rest for a while, but after seeing Natasha's cold eyes, he hurriedly put away his thoughts.

In order to avoid being punished again for taking too long a break, Sitwell hurriedly began his narration while panting heavily.