Marvel: Spear Bureau Technical Advisor

The forward questioning method was a naked humiliation to Temujin, in exchange for the other party's extremely sinister gaze.Temujin, who was majestic when he appeared on the stage, was already a fish waiting to be slaughtered on the chopping board at the moment, and he could only express his anger and unwillingness with his eyes.

Xiangqian understood the meaning expressed in the other party's gaze, so he took back the gemstone ring, stretched out the pistol, and the muzzle of the gun rested on Temujin's left knee.

"Don't you want to say?" Xiangqian asked peacefully, he didn't make any harsh or threatening expressions, he was as calm as greeting a neighbor.Temkin rolled his eyes contemptuously.

"Snapped!"

Qianqian pulled the trigger with an unchanged peaceful expression, and the bullet penetrated from the inner side of Temujin's left knee to the outer side, leaving behind two bloody eyes.The severe pain made Temujin let out a deep roar, his eyes were rounded, and he couldn't roll them out for a while.

He sighed forward, as if he was very sorry for the other party's experience, and then put the muzzle of the gun on his right knee.

"I forgot to tell you in advance - after all, this is the first time I am doing this kind of work, and omissions are inevitable; I have done a relatively in-depth study of human body structure, and the shot just now hit your knee cartilage." Forward His tone was very similar to that of a doctor who gave a medical certificate to a patient, "I can be sure that the penetration angle of the bullet just now shattered the entire articular cartilage. This is an irreversible damage. In the future, every time your left leg If you push hard, the kneecap will feel like a needle prick. Although it is not impossible to get off the ground, you will have to walk with a cane for the rest of your life."

"But the good news is that you still have a chance to keep your other leg." Qian Qiang earnestly and kindly, the Type 06 pistol in his hand became an excellent footnote, "Having one crutch is much better than having two crutches, right? ?”

"Still refusing to say?" Xiangqian looked at Temujin and received the message released by the other party clearly.

"Crack!" There was another gunshot; this time Temkin acted tough, at least he didn't let out any more wailing of pain.

Xiangqian nodded indifferently, with a sarcasm on the corner of his mouth: "You are acting like a tough guy, so let's do another experiment, I want to see how much sacrifice you can make for your father in the end, Okay?" As he said, he moved forward and moved the muzzle of the gun to Temkin's neck.

"Let me tell you what will happen next, Mr. Tough Guy." The muzzle of the gun that was shot just now was scorching hot, and a circle of blisters burned on Temujin's neck. Bypassing all the important blood vessels in your neck and then rubbing over your cervical vertebrae and penetrating your neck."

The forward tone is like that of a surgeon giving a preoperative talk to the patient: "The injury will not be fatal, but you will have a small joint knocked off your cervical spine; Can be fixed to one side, and occasionally drool all over the floor due to muscle numbness. Of course, the bad result is that the bullet accidentally deviates from the intended trajectory. If the cervical spine is injured too much, it can only be paralyzed at a high position But there is good news here, no matter how serious or minor the injury is, it will not affect your thinking and memory, which means we can continue to interrogate you."

"Now it's your turn to think about how much you can do for your father?" Qian Qiang's smile deepened, "Imagine, in the next 30, 40 or even 50 years, in the long life, you You can no longer walk normally, and the various combat skills you have painstakingly practiced are no longer useful; no matter whether you eat, drink, or sleep, you will always have to tilt your neck, and you will be like a kid with a snot in the kindergarten. Hang a small handkerchief on your chest, ready to wipe your drool at any time - you can only live the rest of your life as a waste. Or you can choose another ending, tell me what I want to know, and I can quietly Raise the muzzle a little higher, and the bullet will directly penetrate the brain, giving you a good time."

The forward words were like a spell, burning Temujin's reason bit by bit. At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot, his facial muscles were trembling uncontrollably, and the rational element in his thinking was about to collapse.But Xiangqian was unmoved. Although he had a smile on his face, there was a cold blood reflected from the bottom of his heart in his eyes; half of his current actions were for interrogation, and the other half were intentional torture.

No one dared to stop moving forward, and the communication channel was silent for a long time; Vector, who witnessed the process directly at the scene, was almost frightened stupid.Vector has personally experienced Qiangqian's poisonous tongue, and even with the delicateness unique to women, she can vaguely perceive the alienation and indifference towards others that Xiangqian has not shown but has been hiding in her heart; The cruelty and cold-bloodedness still frightened Vector enough, she even took two steps away unconsciously, not to mention not daring to look straight into his eyes.

Just when everyone was waiting to shoot the last shot forward, Saber strode over.

"Enough!" Saber raised the saber in his hand, and the back of the saber hit Temujin's head hard, knocking him unconscious.

"Saber!" The one who was interrupted stood up abruptly, without concealing his anger, and looked directly at the saber.

Saber looked at Qianqian without flinching: "We have captured the person, and there will be professionals to interrogate him in the future, but not now...and it shouldn't be you!"

After Saber finished speaking, he looked at Qianqian calmly, not giving an inch; Qianqian didn't say a word, but his anger seemed to be dissipating bit by bit.

Xiangqian knew that his behavior of pressing Temujin had crossed the line in the eyes of outsiders. In the eyes of others, he was almost completely driven by anger. Before destroying Temujin's sanity, his own sanity was also on the verge of losing control.And Saber's words were like pouring cold water on his head, trying to calm him down again.Regardless of whether he had a wrong perception due to misunderstanding, the original intention of Saber is indeed to help move forward.

Qianqian turned around silently, away from Temujin; he did not defend himself, even though he had smashed the saber countless times before, but he would not respond to the sincerity and kindness of others with a poisonous tongue.

Vector looked forward and gave way, almost worshiping the saber; this was the first time she saw someone who could overwhelm this thorny man verbally.

I don't know if it was because the surprised expression on Vector's face was too obvious. He glanced up at her, indicating that he didn't want to talk to her, and threw a Type 06 pistol at her.

Vector was taken aback, and hurriedly caught the gun: The gun that was fired just now will burn people, you bastard!An unloaded gun will go off, you bastard!Vector subconsciously wanted to unload the bullet, but when he pulled it away, the chamber was empty—the two shots fired at Temujin’s knee just emptied the magazine.

Vector looked blankly at the forward figure: Is this just a coincidence, or did he do it on purpose?