My way of beauty

After unraveling this little secret, it became immediately clear what Kyo had previously felt was a bit awkward with the other party. Although Daredevil's super sense of touch allowed him to read books and newspapers through touch, it was not as fast as a normal person. So Kyo read the information collected by Jane directly to Daredevil.

"As Jenko tries to uncover the true identities of Tesk, the polar bear Trislow, and the woman named Snee, she hits a wall. Immigration doesn't have their information, and neither does the Social Security Administration. They They all came here smuggled in.”

"So Zhenke looked at the problem from a different angle. She went to investigate the hometown of some of the trafficked girls, the Balkan Peninsula, a place that brought these girls indelible and painful memories. Later she discovered a foreign country The files of the mercenary group, which was a violent organization composed of Serbian militiamen. They took orders from the Romanians and were later sent to the Arab region to fight the Muslims. Their names were Tesk and Trislo."

When Jing said this, Daredevil couldn't help but frown: "Magic, you mean, they were all mercenaries with military training before?"

Jing nodded. Although Daredevil couldn't see his action, Jing knew that Daredevil could sense his action with his keen perception. "Yes, the record of father and son is very good. In two years, Over time, dozens upon dozens of innocent villages were completely wiped out by them."

Hearing this, Daredevil couldn't help but clenched his fists again.

"But things changed in the end. In the last four villages that were attacked by them, about 800 people died. It was a massacre. There were men, children, and old ladies, but the only one who didn't They were the bodies of young girls.”

Daredevil immediately thought of the reason, "Because the girls were transported away, so they could survive."

"Haha." Jing smiled mockingly, "But many of them would rather die at that time."

Daredevil was silent. From what Jing described before and from the information he personally investigated, I am afraid there are many women who have gone through what Vika did. Sometimes life is worse than death for them. . .

"I guess this was a flash of inspiration from that guy Teske. The polar bear Trislow looked like a barbarian at first glance, the kind that only knows how to chop people. But they and their son reached a consensus by coincidence. Trafficking in women is far more profitable than using them as murder tools. .”

When Jing and Daredevil were discussing what to do next, they were in the mansion of the polar bear Trislow.

The polar bear Trislow is in the kitchen. He wants to make himself some tea. The leaves of this plant from the East have a strange taste after being brewed with boiling water, but Tesk the bastard doesn't like it very much. , he always adds some milk and sugar, which is really a shameful and wasteful way to drink.

Suddenly Trislow felt something was not right, and there seemed to be some movement outside the door. He immediately took out his big revolver from the drawer, and then slowly lurked back to his bedroom. Although he was nearly sixty years old, his physical strength had declined. , but he was an excellent warrior when he was young.

Soon the door of the apartment was quietly opened. Although the guys thought they were very cautious, Trislow discovered that there were four people coming, and they were all armed, so they couldn't fight head-on.A ferocious and cruel smile appeared on Trislow's face, but no sound came from his mouth. He arranged the things on the bed and hid in a dark corner.

After a while, four guys with earrings and nose rings who didn't look like serious people got in and went straight to Trislow's bedroom.

Seeing a bulging human figure under the thick quilt, the four guys who were obviously gangsters took out their pistols.

"go to hell!"

"Death, murderer!"

"Polar bear, go to hell!"

"Bang bang bang!" The fierce gunshots were almost continuous, and the bullet shells kept hitting the ground. Soon the four people emptied their magazines. Then they calmed down a little and planned to go forward to check the body. .

"boom!"

Suddenly a louder sound came from behind the four gangsters, and one gangster's head was blown open.

"boom!"

There was another gunshot, and a big hole was blown out of the chest of No. 2 gangster with front and rear ventilation.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

All three gangsters died in the blink of an eye, leaving only the sole survivor, holding his arms and thighs on the ground and wailing, "Ah! Ah! Damn! Ah!"

The polar bear Trislow snorted twice, slowly reloaded all the bullets he had emptied, and then hit the face of the only surviving gangster with the butt of his gun. Suddenly, the gangster's nosebleeds spurted out, and he quickly His whole face turned red.

"Ah, Fake! Fake!" The surviving gangster just roared angrily, as if this could relieve him of some of his pain.

The polar bear Trislow turned on the light in the bedroom. After seeing the appearance of the little gangster in front of him clearly, he couldn't help but feel happy, "Hey, another little nigger? Did I kill some of your companions a few days ago?" ?You know, some nasty niggas too.”

"You killed my dad! Polar Bear, you old bastard! You killed him like that! You also killed six of my brothers!" The surviving little gangster seemed to have let go of everything, and he couldn't stop talking. yelled.

Trislow laughed, "Six brothers? Not seven including you? Your dad is really capable, haha!"

"Fuck you Mad! You bastard!"

Trislow was not angry, "Well, someone must have told you where I live, little nigger. Say that name, and I'll let you die quickly."

"Fuck, don't even think about it, you bastard. Don't even think about asking a single word out of my mouth. You should fuck yourself, you bastard!"

"Oh, that's it." Trislow nodded, then turned and went downstairs, leaving the little gangster alone there wailing. Anyway, his leg was broken, his hand was broken, and he lost a lot of blood. Sluo was not worried at all that the guy would run away.

After a while, Trislow came up with a kettle and said, "You're lucky, little nigger. I was planning to make tea, but now I'm giving you an advantage."

The little gangster was stunned for a moment, not understanding what the polar bear was talking about, but he soon felt it in his own body.

"Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh!"

There were no other words. When Trislow poured a pot of boiling water directly on his wound, the little gangster just felt that he wanted to die now, and wanted to die happily.

So when he finally recovered after a long time, he told everything without hesitation, just hoping that he could have a happy death.

"boom!"

After a gunshot, the little gangster couldn't help but show a look of satisfaction on his face. The polar bear had kept his word this time. Dad, brothers, I'm here. . .

The polar bear Trislow wiped his own clothes with the clothes of the dead gangsters on the ground, but a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, "I see, you can't bear it anymore, Snee, and..."