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Torturer and Prisoner

After undergoing all kinds of known tortures a prisoner closed his eyes with a heart-lending cry. The torturer who witnesses the dying prisoner was so frustrated because he couldn’t induce any wanted information from the prisoner. He kicked the dead man by the side with anger and mumbled, “This persistent SOB, died so agonizingly, didn’t leave a piece of information I was looking for!” Then, the corpse opened his eyes, staring at the torturer, wearing a sardonic smile and said scornfully, “Don’t you know? A dead man won’t feel pain!” The torturer shocked, couldn’t speak for a moment, then gathered himself and said, “I hope you didn’t forget that you have a wife and children.” The corpse closed his eyes sad and painfully. There a drop of tear clearer than the early morning dew welled up and stood in his eye became red as ruby mixed with blood stain.

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