"Captain, should we just start bashing or follow procedures first?" The members of the Anti-Pornography Task Force were all itching to take action.
"Procedures? What procedures?" Zhang Menglong asked curiously.
"Our old captain instructed us that before hitting someone, we must fundamentally collapse their will. That way, the hitting is effective. When dealing with the stubborn ones, if their will isn't broken, the hitting is futile."
"There's a whole set of routines," Zhang Menglong murmured, wondering which ancestor came up with this nonsense. "So, what's your usual procedure?"
"Throw them into a pit of shit, pluck leg hairs, set pubic hair on fire, give a fan of five functions, open a bottle cap with a chrysanthemum, and so on. It mainly depends on how stubborn they are. But so far, we haven't seen a few who didn't end up sobbing."
Hearing these words, An Jiu couldn't help but shiver, as if he had heard the scariest words in the world.
