Bridge to Bridge [Quick Transmigration]

"You want to kill me, and so do I." Andrew stated the facts in front of him. He pinched Little Brown's chin and forced him to look up. There was no fear in his pair of green pupils.

He could tell little Brown was fighting back the pain, but Andrew didn't say anything, just shrugged fearlessly.

"I didn't intend to kill you so soon, Lester, but I didn't expect you to come to the door so soon—kill me, huh?" The big callused hand touched Little Brown's bloody right arm, rubbing it slightly Pushing down a bit, Andrew watched with amusement at the pained look on his face as he pressed harder.

Little Brown bit his lower lip tightly, bright red blood dripped from his blue lips, and a low choked sob came out of his throat.

"I guessed it when the order was given from above, you know? They wanted John so badly—someone I could kill myself, huh? In fact, they asked me to kill you and bring him back. It’s harmless to those guys,” Andrew’s voice kept ringing in the silent space, and his retro-tongued voice made Little Brown’s ears hurt, and he frowned impatiently, and heard the other party say: “As the Brown family My young master is far less valuable than your bodyguard, tell me your opinion, huh?"

In the darkness, Little Brown panted lightly, his chest under the dark blue prison uniform rose and fell slightly, Andrew could even hear the anger hidden in the trembling panting, he stretched out his hand to rub against the inside of the other's right arm where the flesh and bones were exposed , rough fingers pressed hard against the bloody wound, Andrew smiled and rubbed the sticky blood between his fingers.

Even though Little Brown's face was mostly hidden by his blond hair, Andrew knew—he must have twisted his face in pain.

"You know what the boss told me? 'If you can't bring John back, let both die in prison', it's heartless, isn't it?" Andrew looked down at the blond boy kneeling on the ground, "What? Said he was also your biological father."

After clapping his hands and standing up, he hooked his fingers at the black man leaning against the wall, and the strong man who received the instructions immediately came over and grabbed Little Brown's hair, making him straighten up and kneel on the ground facing Andrew.

"I personally prefer the second option because it saves a lot of trouble."

Little Brown's blond hair was pulled, his pale face turned to one side due to the loss of blood, his eyes squinted at Andrew showing disdain, Little Brown spit out a mouthful of blood-covered saliva, "I'm afraid you can't do it."

Even though he knew that the other party was deliberately provoking, Andrew still frowned. His tall and strong body squatted down slowly, and then reached out and pulled out an electric baton from under the bed. Andrew was holding the electric baton about [-] feet long. , he said to Little Brown, whose eyes were slightly wide open: "I would like to see who will be the one who will be beaten to the ground in the end."

Andrew made a gesture to the black man, and the man immediately loosened his grip on Little Brown and threw him to the ground. Andrew stepped forward and scanned his body up and down with a steady gaze, as if he was choosing where to strike, and soon On the ground, his eyes slipped to Little Brown's twisted and swollen right hand. Andrew pressed the electric baton switch, and the electric baton with dim blue light stuck to the thin skin. The strong electric shock of over forty thousand volts made little brown Brown twitched all over in an instant, and the sizzling sound of the electric current was extremely harsh in the silent space, and he couldn't hold on for more than three seconds.

Andrew watched Little Brown collapse on the ground like a piece of rag. The man shook his head and pulled the electric baton away, bending over to look at his miserable condition.

"According to the information provided in the document, your resistance to electric current is not high...it seems to be the case. But don't worry, I won't kill you just like this," Andrew teased mockingly, and said A series of low-pitched laughter, "But I don't guarantee that if I do this a few more times, the noble Master Lester will become incontinent in front of me, huh? Hahaha!"

After being shocked, little Brown's lips were trembling, and he couldn't even speak a word, which greatly pleased Andrew, and he even cursed happily.

"However, I'm more interested in your eyes, why don't you give them to me?" Andrew suddenly lifted Little Brown's chin, and his mechanically precise index finger pinpointed the blond boy's sweaty eyes.

Little Brown panted convulsively, his eyes drooped weakly, the cold green leaked from his slightly covered eyes, and a black shadow slowly walked in from the reversal of his vision, his left foot or his right foot stepped heavily on the ground. The huge thrust pushed Little Brown's sternum against the ground, and his lungs were severely compressed, making it impossible to breathe smoothly.

He didn't even have time to recover, and there was another sharp pain in his arm. Little Brown realized that the man was stepping on his back to stabilize his body. At the same time, the man reached out and pulled his right arm backwards The strength was so great that Little Brown felt that the other party seemed to want to tear off his immobile arm with bare hands.

The pain of being torn apart at the joint of flesh and blood caused Little Brown to go into shock almost on the spot. Blood gushed out from his wound, and his arm was connected to the nerves and blood vessels of his body. Every time he was pulled, a lot of scarlet blood would splash out, bright red. It was splashed arrogantly on the dirty ground, reflecting a piece of blood.

I don't know how long it took before the cruel torture finally stopped.

Little Brown's right arm was still connected to his shoulder, and his muscles and bones were torn. He was lying on the ground gasping for air, the pain was so painful that he could no longer move his arm.

"It's really amazing that you don't say anything." Andrew's tone contained subtle admiration, and he once again instructed the black man to grab Little Brown's hair and make him kneel on the ground again.

"Hmm——" Little Brown could only make a weak moan from his throat. He felt dizzy, his vision was blurred and slack, and there was a constant ticking sound coming from his ears, annoying hate. He realized in a trance that it was very Probably the sound of his own blood dripping to the ground.

The black's muscular arm was stuck around his neck, and the feeling of suffocation caused little Brown to open his eyes with difficulty, and vaguely saw a prison guard standing in the aisle, holding a flashlight and shining towards them.

"You son of a bitch, what's going on!"

The prison guard stared at the three people who were whitened by the light, and ran towards Andrew's cell angrily after seeing a large area of ​​bright red on the ground. The people in it were thrown back to the ground.

Angrily, he took out the key at his waist. After opening the cell door, the prison guard instantly recognized the man lying in a pool of blood. After glancing at the three people in the cell, he roughly guessed what happened. The walkie-talkie was about to call the prison doctor to clean up the mess, but there was a muffled sound from behind in an instant, and the prison guard's eyes widened in the next moment, a black gun hole appeared between his eyebrows, and slender blood spurted out quickly, and his body Suddenly lost strength and fell to the ground.

Just behind the prison guard, the black shadow raised his gun and shot two bullets at Andrew and the black man in the blink of an eye, and then he quickly dodged into the cell. The bullet between the black man's eyebrows killed him on the spot, and Andrew frowned tightly and bit his head. Tooth pressed the wound on his waist with his hands to stop the bleeding.

Andrew looked at the man in the uniform of the prison guard, was it John?It took him a second to judge in his mind.

Then he confirmed with a sullen face, it was John.

Sun Qiao held a pistol in his hand, and the gun was equipped with a silencer. His tall and straight body almost blocked all light, and even Andrew, who was close at hand, could not see his expression clearly.

He squatted down to check on Little Brown.

[There are still signs of life, don't worry, Qiao'er. ]

[Don't worry. ]

Little Brown's right arm was broken, and the blood on his right shoulder was even more heinous. His body was still trembling convulsively from the three-second electric shock. Sun Qiao gently brushed away the golden hair on the opponent's face. , the softness of the hair was completely different from the arrogance of its owner, and then he saw the transparent tear stains on Little Brown's pale cheeks.

Sun Qiao didn't say a word. He silently tore off the bed sheet and bandaged the wound of the unconscious man. After that, he stood up and walked in front of Andrew step by step, scanning the Russian man's body from top to bottom. The eyes are cold like a machine scanning objects.

He raised his hand and briefly shot Andrew's left and right shoulder joints and knees, Andrew screamed, he had no ability to resist, he could only helplessly let the bullets shatter his collarbone, The four shots that followed hit the abdomen directly, but all of them missed the vital points.

Andrew lowered his head, he stared at the bloody holes on his stomach as if he didn't realize what was going on, until a lot of blood gushed out of those holes with a lag.

Sun Qiao picked up the electric baton from the ground after warming up with his hand and gun. Andrew watched the man approach, and extreme panic appeared in his eyes. The man who kept retreating but had nowhere to go back pulled out a bunch of rusty keys from behind his mandible. He chose a key at random and cut the corner of Andrew's mouth with the irregular key teeth, pouring into the trachea. The blood choked Andrew to cough non-stop, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't close his mouth.

Andrew could only watch helplessly as Sun Qiao adjusted the voltage of the electric baton to the maximum, and then mercilessly stabbed it into his throat and deep into the esophagus. The body that suffered the strong electric shock convulsed violently at the same time, and the small prison cell was filled with the smell of burnt flesh.

Two seconds later, Sun Qiao turned off the power. Rather than killing Andrew directly, he wanted the other party to die lingeringly.

Sun Qiao's expression was indifferent. He glanced at Andrew who was lying on the ground, then turned and walked to Little Brown's side, hugged him horizontally, and quickly left the cell.

"John...I, cough...Where are we..." Little Brown, who was in the chaos, felt himself being drawn into a familiar embrace. He opened his eyes and saw the furnishings flying past him.

He felt that his throat was dry, his whole body was in severe pain, and his facial features were temporarily numb due to the thick blood and pain.

Little Brown waited for Sun Qiao's answer. He opened his eyes and looked at the other party. Sun Qiao's exposed skin was almost covered with signs of fighting. Little Brown felt cold all over. He lowered his head and found that he and the other party's clothes They were all sticky, and the cheap cloth had long since been soaked black with the scarlet liquid.

Then he felt himself being hugged tightly, and the man holding him lowered his voice.

"Shh, Lester, we're leaving now."

The author has something to say:

[The current is fabricated, please do not verify it]

The manuscript box has been automatically updated for the past few days. I just caught a bug and saw the thunder of Orange Hexian Junyin, thank you two dears -3-!

I read all the comments, and I replied, I don’t know if you will see it?Ha ha.

The next world is an ancient background. Whether it is scumbag or not is determined by the plot, and it will not be scumbags and scumbags. I hope everyone will like it!If you have good suggestions, you can comment, I will read them all, group? -w-