The strongest soldier

"Is it important how you know?" Luo Zheng sneered. Looking at the other party's astonished expression, he shouted happily. He was forced to scramble by Charlie and finally managed to find a breath. Unfortunately, there is no news about Mrs. Liu. If nothing happens to Mrs. Liu, Even if he had a small victory over Charlie, Luo Zheng stared at Ike and continued: "We are all smart people. There is no need to beat around the bush. My patience is limited. I only like to ask something once. Let me ask you, Mrs. Liu is detained in where?"

"Mrs. Liu? Never heard of it." Ike shook his head without hesitation.

"I knew that was the answer. It doesn't matter, as long as you continue to be uncooperative." Luo Zheng sneered.

Ike was startled, feeling flustered for no reason, and couldn't help but said: "I am a foreign guest, and I entered your country legally for tourism. So what if I drive to pick someone up? Sentence? Detention? Come on, I will never resist, but I have the right to see my lawyer, and I ask to see my ambassador."

"Okay, you can ask for whatever you want, but it has nothing to do with me. If I find that you have no value in existence, there is only one outcome for you, and that is death." Luo Zheng sneered and said: "Second question, where is Charlie? "

"I don't know who Charlie is. I want to see the ambassador." Ike became nervous, vaguely feeling that Luo Zheng was not like other police officers or national security officers. He didn't act according to common sense at all. He was a decisive person.

"The last question, I hope you will think carefully before answering, where are your other companions?" Luo Zheng said coldly, his eyes became sharp, with a cold murderous aura.

"I don't know what you are talking about. I am an international friend and I want to see the ambassador." Ike continued.

"Look, this interrogation is so simple. You didn't answer my questions correctly. You gave up the hope of living. Simply and directly. I like you. It's so easy. If you don't want to answer the three questions, then It has no value of existence." Luo Zheng sneered, stood up, and took out the Tiger Tooth Army Dagger that he kept close to his body.

"What do you want to do?" Ike shouted nervously, struggling hard with a look of panic on his face.

"Stop acting. I know your identity better than anyone else. I treat you as a smart person, but you treat me as a fool. This is not fun. You have abstained, so go to hell." Luo Zheng waved his hand over like lightning. , the tiger fangs stuck to the main artery of the opponent's neck, and Senhan's blade exuded the aura of death.

"Slow down, you can't kill me." Ike shouted quickly.

"Oh? Give me a reason." Luo Zheng sneered.

"I admit that I am an agent of Sam Country. According to international practice, I need to be treated as a prisoner after admitting my identity. You can interrogate me, but I may not tell you, but you cannot kill me. We will exchange the agents you need. "Ike said quickly, with a nervous look on his face.

"Really?" Luo Zheng heard about this convention for the first time and couldn't help but look at Shi Feng, who nodded secretly. Luo Zheng looked at Niu Gang, who also nodded secretly. Luo Zheng thought for a while and continued: " Who can prove your identity? I don’t know. I only know that you shot at the police and committed suicide in custody. Do you think I cut the knife across your neck, or cut your hand veins and hung you up to bleed slowly? I Personally I prefer the latter.”

"You, devil, bastard, you can't do this." Ike was really nervous this time. He couldn't save his life even if his identity was revealed. How could this guy not abide by the unspoken rules?

There are unspoken rules in every industry. Countries send agents to each other. Agents are responsible for each country. They are not considered gangsters or terrorists. After catching the agents, countries generally do not kill them and use them to exchange with each other. After all, anyone can be caught. This kind of The lives of agents can be protected through unwritten methods that no one can easily destroy.

"For the sake of admitting your identity, I will give you one last chance to answer the three questions I just asked. Otherwise, you will only have one result." Luo Zheng sneered, without giving in at all, and placed the tiger-tooth saber on the opponent's wrist. The posture is ready to cut, and the whole body exudes a cold murderous aura. The soldiers are decisive in killing, but they are not so particular.

Ike felt the murderous aura emanating from Luo Zheng. As long as he disagreed, he would definitely die today. Death is not terrible, but bleeding to death is a process that is too torturous. Ike felt cruel and gritted his teeth and said: "If you have the guts, do it." Have fun, Charlie won't let you go."

"Look, you know Charlie and you don't admit it. This makes me very angry. With your physique, you should be able to bleed for half an hour. If you are not dead after half an hour, I will give you a happy one. They said wait The process of death is suffering, torture, and can make people collapse. I don't know if it is true, but you can show it to me." Luo Zheng said coldly, and was about to take action.

"No, wait a minute." Ike said quickly, looking at Shi Feng, Niu Gang and the others for help, and shouted in a panic: "One of you is the leader of the serious crime team and the other is the captain of the guard, hurry up and persuade this lunatic. "

Shi Feng and Niu Gang exchanged glances, choosing to turn a blind eye, turning their backs, joking, who dared to persuade Luo Zheng? Niu Gang snorted coldly and said: "Who are you? I don't know you. If you want to survive, just tell the truth. You are not very old. You have a good life waiting to be enjoyed. Think about your family and your lover. Bar."

"Huh?" Ike looked at Luo Zheng with a flustered face. Luo Zheng was about to take action impatiently. Thinking of the painful process of dying after being bled, Ike felt his scalp numb and panicked, so he quickly said: "Please , If you want to kill him, just give him a happy death, I can’t say it, even if you say it, you will die.”

"Then go to hell." Luo Zheng said coldly. He was about to make a move with force on his hand. Suddenly the phone rang. Luo Zheng was startled. He took it out and looked at it. There was no number displayed. Luo Zheng immediately said to the headset: "Right away. Trace my phone to the source of the call."

Lan Xing quickly agreed. Luo Zheng waited for a few seconds to answer the call and put it to his ear. An electronic voice sounded in the phone: "My people are in your hands, and your people are in my hands. Let's exchange. how?"

"Hide your head and show your tail. I don't like dealing with people who have fake voices. If you are sincere, call me on the phone. If you don't receive a call within three seconds, your people will die." Luo Zheng said coldly.

"Then your people will also die." The other party said unceremoniously.

"That's your business." Luo Zheng sneered and hung up the phone directly. Negotiation is about momentum and initiative. When the other party calls, the initiative is in his own hands. Wouldn't it be a pity not to make good use of it?

After hanging up the phone, Luo Zheng became suspicious, who could the other party be? Could it be Charlie? When he was confused, the phone rang again, but there was still no caller ID. Luo Zheng answered the call and was about to curse when a real voice without electronic synthesis said: "You are quite capable. I underestimated you."