[007]Miss M

Scarlett jumped onto the Aston Martin DBS, and Bond immediately started the car, and the engine whirred.The rear wheels of the car rubbed against the gravel road, and the raised gravel hit the passerby's straight trouser legs.The car turned left immediately after leaving the gate, and Bond wanted to catch up with the Citroen car in front of him.

Pushing the car to a higher speed and stepping on the accelerator, Bond quickly drove onto the coast road.This is a wide road through the dunes.He had driven past here in the morning, so he was no stranger to the road conditions, and his vision was clear, and several turning places were clearly visible.He stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, the engine speed became faster and faster, and the speed of the car accelerated from [-] kilometers per hour to [-] kilometers per hour.

The huge headlights cast a white light, illuminating half a mile of road, as if opening a tunnel in the night.There are few people on the road, as if you can see the shadow of the car in the distance.

"They should have taken this road." Scarlett was sure, there was always exhaust fumes from cars passing by on the road ahead, as well as water mist formed by exhaust fumes and cold air.

Bond drove the car through the night, and the speed was still increasing.While watching the front, he thought about Vespa and Mathis in his mind. He was thinking about why Mathis did this, and why he would tell the account number and password if he kidnapped Vespa.

That's right, Vespa is an accountant who manages money, maybe she knows the password, and Scarlett... Mathis knows Scarlett's identity, kidnapping an agent is really not as good as kidnapping an accountant—or a operative An impotent female accountant.

Bond was annoyed at the thought that he might be in trouble, especially with Scarlett sitting beside him.She was supposed to take the train to the airport, but she had to accompany her on an adventure.

Raciford and the others wanted to make a deal with Vespa, forcing him to exchange the 5000 million for her.He wouldn't do the deal, though, absolutely not.Since Vespa knew that he was a member of the Intelligence Bureau, he naturally knew the seriousness of this matter.Even if Vespa died, he died in the line of duty, and this task was far more important than her. M will never accuse him of anything, just...

Scarlett.

Bond drove the car on the coast road. He turned a few corners and the speed was still accelerating. The needle on the speedometer went from 110 to 120.The speed limit on this road was [-]. He turned on the fog lights and turned off the two headlights so that he could see the situation in the distance clearly.After a while, he clearly saw another car speeding one or two kilometers away from the coastal road ahead.

"In front." Scarlett also saw Raciford's car.

"Give me the gun."

Scarlett reached under the dashboard with one hand and took out Bond's gun from a concealed holster. At the same time, she untied her gun from her thigh and held it in her hand. If you shoot on this kind of road, you are lucky. If they do, they hope to hit the tire or gas tank of the car in front of them.

Bond and Scarlett were ready, but suddenly found that the car in front suddenly accelerated, and after a few turns, Raciford and his car disappeared from their sight.

After slamming the steering wheel bitterly, Bond continued to speed up, and chased in the direction where Raciford disappeared.

"Be careful--"

Scarlett first noticed Vesper tied in the middle of the road, and when Bond braked, it was too late, so he could only turn the steering wheel abruptly.

If someone asked Scarlett how much you love Bond before, she would definitely say, very much, but she couldn't tell how much she loved.Finding herself in love with Bond, but that night, when they were chasing Raciford's car, she was overturned after the Vespa, tied in the middle of the road, slammed on the brakes At that moment, emotion had preceded reason, and she stood in front of Bond.

The moment the pain hit, Scarlett's sanity fully returned.

"S...Scarlett..."

Bond turned back and pressed Scarlett on the passenger seat at the first impact, just like Scarlett's first reaction after feeling the car rollover was to block him, he didn't have time to pay attention Thinking about what he should do, there was only one thought left, that he should protect her.

Scarlett's whole body felt as if it had been crushed hard, her internal organs were hurting, and her head was dizzy. She wanted to raise her hand, open the car door, and get out of the deformed car, but she couldn't help it. No strength at all.She could clearly hear the sound of footsteps coming from a distance, and her consciousness could clearly judge that there were three or four people coming, and there was a car, and three people got out of the car, one of them was a woman, she Wearing high heels, so it's easy to tell from the sound of her footsteps.

"Someone is coming..." Bond naturally also heard footsteps, since he couldn't move, he and Scarlett both chose to pretend to be dizzy.

The people who came were Raciford and his men. They cut Bond's wrist with a knife, and removed the small device that MI[-] put in before: "I'm afraid... your friend Mathis is also me. friend……"

"Sir, what should we do with this person." Raciford's two assistants carried Scarlett in front of him. The previous target of Mr. Bond was Bond, this woman, who came out of nowhere.Since you are with Bond, let's hand it over to Mr.

Raciford stood and looked down. The woman lying on the grass was indeed beautiful, but if it was so beautiful that Mr. White fell in love with her at first sight, he would never believe it.Thinking of the news about the woman that Mr. White asked him to inquire about that day, he quickly had an idea: "Tie it up and take it to the car first. Since Bond is with her, maybe she can help us ask for the password. Remember, be careful One thing, Mr. White is very concerned about her."

Mr White?

Scarlett was startled: Which Mr. White?The Mr. White who accosted her?

Is it possible, Mr. White, to be with Raciford?

Scarlett and Bond were tied into the car after the search, and Miss Linda was also in the car.

The car drove for a long time, and when it was daylight, we finally arrived at our destination.

This is a dilapidated factory building. Perhaps because there is no one there all year round, many places in the house have been covered with a layer of dust, but it is obvious that the place has just been decorated recently, and the instruments of torture are very new.

Scarlett already had a vague understanding of what Raciford was going to do, torture and extort a confession. This was the preparation she had made on the first day of entering MI[-]. Both her and Bond had poison hidden in their teeth. When necessary, they could choose Suicide to preserve the secret that should be kept.

Vespa was locked into another room while screaming. The dilapidated wooden door was shut heavily and kept creaking. Accompanied by Vespa's panicked cry, Scarlett couldn't help feeling a little bit. Fear.She was afraid, because in Vespa's cry, there was also a man's laughter, jjj and arrogant.

Bond also understood what would happen in the voice. At this moment, his first thought was to look at Scarlett.

Although Scarlett is his bed partner, she stubbornly only accepts a man in her bones. He still remembers that she once said that if one day, while maintaining a bed partner relationship with her, he still has sex with other women If there is an affair, that's the end of the relationship between them.So it's not hard for Bond to imagine that if she was... that would just make her life worse than death.

Although she pretended to be calm on the surface, in fact, she had already started to be afraid in her heart.

Raciford asked Scarlett to be thrown aside, and left her alone.It seems that he doesn't intend to do anything to her for the time being, but just wants her to watch, watch Bond being tortured, and listen to Vesper's screams.

"There." Raciford nodded to the chair in front of him.

A tall, lanky man produced a length of leather cord and used it to bind the naked Bond's wrists to the armrests of the chair and his ankles to the front legs of the chair.He made two loops of rope around Bond's chest, through the armpits, and around the back of the chair, and tied a knot with perfect accuracy.He was tied tight, the rope digging deep into Bond's flesh.

Bond is now a veritable criminal, unarmed and defenseless.The middle of the rattan chair has been hollowed out by Raciford, Bond can't sit still, his butt leaks through the hole, and his body keeps falling, pulling the ropes on his wrists and chest deeper into his flesh, Raciford is a little taller and thinner. The tall and thin man left the room without saying a word, and closed the door, leaving behind the creaking sound of the wooden door.

Raciford lit a cigarette, took the cane whip, and laid the handle on his knee.He looked at Bond with menacing eyes.

"You cherish your body very much, but...it's a waste." As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his wrist, grabbed the cane whip and slapped Bond hard.

Bond's whole body curled up convulsively.The muscles on his face contracted, grinning in pain.

He threw his body back uncontrollably, exposing the tense muscles of his chest and neck.At that moment, the muscles of the whole body were tense and bulged, and the toes and fingers were forced downward.After a brief contracture, beads of sweat oozed out of his body, and he let out a long moan.

"You know? I have never understood these complicated tools of torture. However, it is actually very easy to inflict pain that a man cannot bear." Raciford smiled, "Of course, it is not only felt immediately Great pain, and if you don't confess quickly, you may not be able to be a man anymore. How, Mr. Bond, how are you thinking? I want the password. You don't want to be in front of such a beautiful lady, let her See how you become a useless person?"

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