Spy Movie

Chapter 16
"I've put down my weapon, why are you hitting me?"

It hurt so much, Zheng Zhicheng wanted to roll all over the floor, but he was too afraid to move because he was afraid that if he moved, this guy would find a chance to kill him.

He had heard many similar rumors before. The American soldiers escorted the prisoner on the road, then asked the prisoner if he wanted to go to the bathroom, then drove the prisoner out of the car and beat him to death on the spot.

"Ah, so it wasn't the gun barrel that I shot flying? I'm sorry."

On purpose, this guy definitely did it on purpose.

Zhang Xin asked sharply, "Where are all the things you brought out of the country now?"

This is his reliance. After being arrested and returned to the country, he is likely to be deprived of political rights for life, shot or sentenced to life imprisonment. At this time, if he keeps concealing, no, he can’t keep hiding it. He can say a little bit at a time. , so that you can linger on.

He doesn't see anything wrong with doing this, it's the rule, he's just taking advantage of the rule.

"my memory……"

Bang, there was another gunshot, and his left ring finger also flew into the sky.

"Oh my God, what the hell are you doing?"

"I heard that pain and death can improve people's memory. Have you remembered it now?"

"Meteorite, I sold Meteorite to Wayne Company."

"What about other things?"

"I, I can't remember... No, don't continue, I really can't remember..."

Zhang Xin did not continue to shoot, but turned his head to look at Cicada, and whispered: "I don't think there is any need to keep him."

Cicada said expressionlessly, "How?"

"His stuff must have been sold to others. Even if we know the news, so what? In this land, we are outsiders after all, and maybe more comrades will die because of it. Instead of So it’s better to kill him, once it’s over, we don’t have to worry about it in the future. At that time, it will be said that I accidentally killed him, and I will bear the punishment. Of course, I may need you to endorse me, what do you think?”

Cicada raised her head, her side face looked tough and beautiful under the sun: "Mantis, what do you think?"

The mantis' eyeballs almost popped out: "What about it? This is against the rules..."

"But I think what he said is not unreasonable. Those cultural relics can't be eaten or drunk, and they are not allowed to be sold for money to improve people's livelihood. How many people have we lost in pursuit of these things? I don't want to look at us anymore. Comrades lost their lives over these things."

Mantis retorted excitedly: "That is a cultural relic, a cultural inheritance of thousands of years, and a priceless treasure..."

If it was before, what Zheng Zhicheng hated the most would be people like Mantis, who were stubborn and self-righteous, guarding these crockpots all day long to suffer and starve.

But now he thinks such a person is too cute.

"Yes, yes, those are priceless treasures. I can't remember them now, but I will definitely remember them in the future. I swear..."

The most unreliable thing in this world is the oath of a criminal, especially this kind of criminal who has forgotten his ancestors.

Zhang Xin directly picked up the pistol and held it against Zheng Zhicheng's eyebrows. The barrel of the gun that had just been fired was a little hot, making Zheng Zhicheng tremble all over.

Praying Mantis immediately turned the gun head, and pointed the huge barrel between Zhang Xin's eyebrows: "Cormorant, put down the gun, didn't you hear when I told you to put down the gun?"

Zhang Xin smiled: "Mantis, I have seen too many deaths and tragedies. Our comrades should not die because of these things. If someone must die because of this, then I will die...you fight kill me..."

As he spoke, his hands trembled slightly.

Zheng Zhicheng was almost shocked: "I, I remembered, I stored the remaining cultural relics in the Black Reef Bank in Gotham City, as long as I use this ring in my hand and add a password to I can take it out..."

Suddenly Cicada said, "Where's Chengying Sword? Who did you sell it to?"

A look of fear flashed across Zheng Zhicheng's face, and he said hastily, "What Chengying Sword? I haven't heard of it."

Bang bang, Zhang Xin broke off the remaining two fingers of his left hand without hesitation, and then pointed the gun at his right fingers.

"Haven't you heard of it? It doesn't matter. Let's take it slowly. He has a total of 200 fingers on his body, and only five of them are gone. In addition to his limbs, there are more than [-] bones on his body. Just break them one by one. You There is no need to worry that someone will come, even if this kind of person is captured, there is a high probability that they will not tell the truth, so they should kill them all, so as not to waste food by taking them back."

"No, you can't do this to me, I've already confessed part of it..."

Zhang Xin picked up the pistol and shot at his injured foot, and Zheng Zhicheng's toe was instantly shattered.

Without stopping, he aimed the gun at his next toe...

"I said, I said..."

Bang, another shot, and his second toe snapped off.

"Oh, you devil, my God, I've already agreed, why do you still say?"

Zhang Xin said expressionlessly: "Sorry, you talk too much nonsense."

"you you……"

With another shot, Zhang Xin broke another toe.

"You talk too much nonsense."

Zheng Zhicheng felt that this guy didn't care about the answer he said at all, he just wanted to find a reason to kill him.

"Bought by a man named Stark, who is said to live in New York, who..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Xin grabbed him by the collar and threw him on the back seat of the car.Then he got into the driver's seat by himself: "Mantis, sit next to me and be on guard at all times, Cicada, sit next to Zheng Zhicheng, and ask him to explain to me the whereabouts of all cultural relics. If he doesn't actively cooperate, he will be killed directly... "

In the end, Cicada and Mantis got into the back seat of the car, sandwiching Zheng Zhicheng in the middle.

Zhang Xin stepped on the gas pedal, and the red sports car rushed crazily on the road.

"Drive slowly, it's not easy for us to bandage you like this."

"Then don't bandage it, anyway, he is a rotten person, and if he dies, he will die..."

Cicada suddenly said: "You said it lightly, now his blood is flowing everywhere, you know it stinks."

"Find a rope and tie it up first."

Mantis said: "Tieing it up can easily cause necrosis at the end."

"Necrosis is necrosis."

Humanistic care?That thing Zhang Xin understands, but facing such scum, he can't express any similar emotions.

Cicada probably felt that what Zhang Xin said was reasonable, so he started the follow-up interrogation in the back seat, and asked Zheng Zhicheng to tell the password of the bank, and at the same time asked him to confess all the buyers' information.

Her method was much gentler than Zhang Xin's. She didn't fire a single shot, but just smashed Zheng Zhicheng's wound with the butt of the gun. Soon Zheng Zhicheng cried and confessed all the information he knew.

"Why do you ask so many questions? Anyway, you can't get the things back. If you have the guts, go to the British Empire Museum to grab the cultural relics..."

Cicada sneered and said: "It's a little bit more to know, anyway, idle is idle."

Suddenly, Mantis cried out in surprise: "Zhang Xin, what are you doing? Why did you drive back?"

After the two carts pulling pigs and cows left the second-floor villa, they were violently pursued and forced to stay away from Gotham City. Unexpectedly, Zhang Xin drove back. Isn't this a sheep in the mouth of a tiger?
"This is not our hometown, and it's not that if you run fast, people can't catch up with you."

"Then you don't have to drive back."

"That can't be helped. I'm more familiar with the road conditions in Gotham City."

(End of this chapter)