Spy Movie

Chapter 219
"From the results of our investigation, Hyde was the one who bullied you the most. The one next to you must be familiar to you. He used to be your jailer..."

Ivan opened his eyes wide, spat out the toothpick in his mouth, and said, "What do you want to do?"

"In 5 minutes, they will be shot, and it will be you.

You have no choice, you have committed the crime, after all, no matter who investigates the case, they will think that you are the only reasonable criminal.

But you are not without options.

You can watch me kill these two Fangs and take the blame yourself.

You can also choose to kill them with your own hands and embrace the thrill of revenge..."

After speaking, he put a whip on the table, and then directed his subordinates to hang the two people up, and at the same time removed the towel stuffed in their mouths.

The guards and the drunk screamed together.

The alcoholic talked frantically about the so-called freedom, and the prison guard said that if he died unexpectedly, someone would investigate his identity.

However, no matter how loud they shouted, all the agents in the room just watched all this coldly and silently, only Justin was trembling in the corner.

If you can't learn it, you can't learn it. This is too high-end.

The prison guards and the alcoholic found that they couldn't scare Eiffel, so they switched objects.

"Ivan, how many years ago did that happen, I didn't bully you, it was just a joke among children, right?!"

"Ivan, I'm just loyal to my duty, I don't hate you myself..."

Ivan Fanko didn't move, but his eyes were fixed on the whip on the table.

He raised his head and glanced at Eiffel.

Eiffel looked back at him indifferently, with a smile in his eyes, but more indifferent.

It is full of indifference to life.

The CIA is mainly responsible for foreign intelligence work. The enemies who have died in their hands over the years can even circle the earth if they are rounded up.

Just a drunkard, plus a jailer who is corrupt and dereliction of duty, if he dies, he will die, it is nothing at all.

"Ivan, do you still remember? I also offered you to drink watermelon juice. Although it was poured from your head, it was also a little bit of my heart."

"I still have a wife and children to support, Mr. Ivan, please forgive me, I can do whatever you want me to do in the future."

……

The chatter between the two made Ivan Fanko's expression even more impatient. He suddenly grinned and picked up the whip on the table.

Eiffel smiled, motioning to accept and gag the mouths of the two.

Ivan came up to the two of them with a whip in his hand, his expression dark and terrifying.

He actually hates whips very much, because his father used to whip him when he was a child.

There was no reason to whip him when he was drunk, when he was sober, when the weather was fine, and when there were clouds...as if the only important thing in his life was to whip him.

Ironically, though, perhaps having been beaten too much, he discovered that he was also very good at playing with a whip.

He swung the whip in his hand, feeling that it was like an extension of his own body, and every time he whipped, it was like whipping the opponent with a phantom limb.

His skin was torn apart and dripping with blood, like a spiritual inheritance. His expression was highly unified with that of his father who beat him back then, and even crossed the limit of time to perfectly overlap.

What is inheritance? Inheritance is good but not bad spirits!

Finally, the whole body of the two people on the opposite side trembled. After convulsing for a while, the two of them went into shock almost at the same time and fell into a coma.

With a big wave of his hand, Eiffel had someone stop Ivan directly, and then the medical staff came in and hurriedly carried the two out.

Ivan's whip was taken off, but his expression still retained a trace of madness.

Justin was sweating coldly as he watched from the sidelines, he couldn't stop thinking about his past, did I offend him?Will the verbal offense make him want to kill?Is it too late to remedy it now?

The madness on Ivan's face dissipated slowly, dissatisfaction appeared in his expression, he looked at Eiffel and said, "This is different from what we said."

Eiffel smiled and said: "I have taken all the pictures just now, I hope you can understand what this means.

But just in case, I will continue to explain it to you.

If we can cooperate happily, they will naturally be disposed of...

You also have to understand that if I can find these two people, I will naturally be able to find other people. "

Ivan couldn't help taking a step back.

Everyone has seventeen, everyone has eighteen, who hasn't been ignorant when he was young, even if he is a scum, there will be a white moonlight and a red rose in his heart.

Clearly Eiffel's threat was effective.

Ivan finally raised his hand: "Mr. Eiffel, happy cooperation."

Justin next to him was terrified at first, but when he saw this scene, he was so angry that he almost didn't jump up.

What the hell is this bastard, no wonder I can't handle this bastard, it turns out that the method is wrong.

This kind of cheap guy can't be polite to him, he should be killed directly.

Eiffel showed a satisfied expression and shook hands with him: "Iron Man hindered us, I need someone to completely defeat him..."

Ivan smiled: "If you insist on using the manned driving mode, then half a year is enough, but if you can accept the electronic command remote combat system, then this matter can be done in ten days at most."

Eiffel smiled: "Then the electronic command system... let them in."

Ivan's smile froze as soon as it rose, because he saw a large group of people in white coats, each of whom walked in with a laptop computer.

In terms of number, at least more than 40 people.

"what is this?"

Eiffel smiled: "They are all top scientists and physicists, dedicated to assisting you in your research here..."

"I don't like working with other people."

"You won the habit."

……

Justin returned to his office with a pale complexion. As soon as he entered the office, he saw his secretary cleaning the desks and chairs for him.

There was no one around, so he couldn't help but rushed forward and hugged her from behind.

The secretary twisted her waist naturally and hummed softly.

However, after screaming for a while, she found that Justin didn't make any further movements, but just buried his head on her back and let out a long breathing sound.

"Chairman, are you okay?!"

"I'm fine, Shirna, you let me hug you, I want to be quiet."

Hilna waited for him to calm down, and then asked softly: "Is there something wrong with the group of people who came in today? If you don't like it, we can drive them away."

Justin hugged her tightly: "I can't drive away, I still expect them to defeat Iron Man."

Hilna sneered naturally: "Only by them?"

"Yes, they can definitely. Iron Man will be dead in half a month, at most half a month."

"Oh, that's really congratulations to the chairman."

Justin suddenly said, "Why are you trembling?"

"It's nothing, you suddenly hugged me and told such an important secret, I'm so touched!"

The secretary lowered her head, closed her eyes, and her eyelids covered the panic in her eyes!
(End of this chapter)