Ma Junjian drove away from the road, he was completely unfamiliar with the city of Manila, and drove around like a fly, the car was modified, the front and rear bumpers were strengthened, and the horsepower was strong, like entering a no-man's land.

You can't run away if you only run away without counterattacking, the old Matthew dragged out a strange-shaped gun and threw it to Liu Kunlun, it was Belgium's P90 individual weapon, the fifty-round magazine fire lasted very well, he pushed open the compartment door and fired at the back, several motorcycles fell to the ground, rubbing a long string of sparks on the ground, but more motorcycles rushed over, and the roar of the high-horsepower engine and the sound of gunfire like bursting beans were endless.

The three Land Rover cars were sandwiched and crushed in front and back, but what they didn't expect was that the truck was equipped with a run-flat tire and bulletproof armor, although the bullet hit the car like a tin roof under a rainstorm, but none of the bullets could penetrate the car body, but the bullets fired by Liu Kunlun could easily penetrate the windshield and body of the Land Rover.

In the middle of the night, such a large-scale drag racing fire did not attract the police, no police cars appeared, no sirens sounded, and Manila seemed to become an undefended city, a paradise for criminals.

Old Matthew went into the cab to guide Ma Junjian to drive, he knew a safe house, but he had to get rid of the pursuers first.

Ma Junjian doesn't know English, old Matthew doesn't know Chinese, all rely on gestures to command, Xiao Jiange rushed left and right, unstoppable, from time to time he also braked suddenly, and the motorcycle that followed closely followed was caught off guard and followed the brakes, the front wheel was locked and the rear wheel was cocked, and the motorcyclist plunged into the compartment, and Liu Kunlun pulled the trigger with his helmet, and the helmet became a blood gourd.

What was supposed to be a hunt of wolves and tigers turned into a one-sided massacre, with a large number of pursuers being killed and the remaining motorcyclists quietly vanished, presumably cowardly slipping away.

This anticlimactic battle makes everyone feel very nonsensical, and the post-mortem analysis guessed that on the one hand, it is the human factor, on the other hand, the weapon factor, these killers are all Filipino locals, take money to do things, only the sharp spirit of the front three axes, once frustrated, the Philippines is a country with no restrictions on guns, civilian firearms are rampant, these killers use pistols and * , The bullets are all nine-millimeter pistol bullets, and they are locally produced goods, the penetration and lethality are not high enough, shooting on high-speed vehicles, it all depends on the probability of hitting, and Liu Kunlun uses the Belgian-made P90, with extremely high accuracy, 5.7 mm small-caliber high-speed ss192 empty tip bullets, which can penetrate 48 layers of Kevlar, and the penetration is terrifying.

The pursuers disappeared, the scarred truck faltered, the old horse corrected the location of the safe house, Liu Kunlun asked him to go to the carriage to watch the video played back on the computer, it was Chris who made a gesture to the beetle monitoring the roof with his middle finger.

'It's a trap, but we still have a chance to turn things around. Liu Kunlun was red-eyed, "Kill a horse gun and kill him." ”

Old Matthew died an old man, and seeing Chris's rampant provocation, the British ambition to fight in the face of the enemy also burned, this return to the horse gun was unexpected and feasible.

So Ma Junjian turned around and drove back, and when he was about to get to the place, the old Matthew got out of the car with a long bag, Liu Kunlun put on a bulletproof vest, the gun was unsheathed, and he killed all the way back, the truck directly hit the gate, and the Filipino security guards did not fire a single shot, and fled in all directions.

Sure enough, the super-confident Chris did not leave, but the bodyguards around him were far more than three, but ten, and Liu Kunlun threw himself into the net and immediately fell into the encirclement.

But the encirclement was quickly torn open, and near the roof of a building, old Matthew was holding an AWP sniper rifle and using the scope to circle those bodyguards, one shot at a time, cleanly.

In the end, Liu Kunlun dragged Chris out of the big closet, grabbed his hair through the bloodstained living room, threw it into the car, and walked away.

……

An hour later, the blindfolded Chris was taken to the safe house, tied to a chair to await interrogation, Liu Kunlun and Ma Junjian both suffered gunshot wounds, but fortunately this low-intensity firefight did not use automatic rifles, and they couldn't laugh after a rifle bullet.

After dealing with the wound, Liu Kunlun personally interrogated Chris, took off his hood, and without saying a word, he slapped his big mouth first, and smoked this handsome face like a pig's head, and his mood calmed down a little.

"Do you know how I'm going to kill you?" This was Liu Kunlun's first sentence, he didn't bother to get any incriminating evidence, Chris and Shura would not only be very cunning, but also powerful, and it was naïve to expect the law to punish them, there was only one way, that is, to wash blood and pay for the debt with blood.

"I can't be killed. Chris still had a mocking face with a smile in the corners of his eyes, "Every time you kill me, it makes me stronger." ”

"Then try it. Liu Kunlun pulled out a gun and put it against Chris's head, hoping to see a trace of fear in his eyes, but no, does this guy really have any demon tricks.

"How do you make a deal. Liu Kunlun tried to calm his heart, "I ask you a few questions, you answer me truthfully, I will let you die with dignity." ”

"What if I refuse?" said Chris, who was still in the mood to play.

"Do you know Ling Chi, that's an ancient method, I can't do it, but I will try to make you more painful. Liu Kunlun said.

"There's no creativity, although I don't like it, but I'm not afraid, another way to die. Chris shrugged nonchalantly.

"I'll say one. Ma Junjian interjected, "Immature suggestion, let's listen to it, do you know the sandalwood punishment, find a hard sandalwood wood, sharpen the front, poke it through this kid's valley road, put the wood upright, let him use his own weight to slide down a little bit, the sharp wooden stake to the waist, poke to the heart, and finally poke it out of the mouth, if you play well, you will die in seven days, and you have to feed water and food in these seven days, so as not to starve to death, it will not be fun." ”

"Hehe, this is kind of interesting, in the Middle Ages, the Turks liked to execute disobedient Armenians, Greeks and Transylvanians in this way. Chris nodded approvingly.

"Brother Xiaojian, you're really a fucking talent. Liu Kunlun couldn't help but praise.

Ma Junjian scratched his head: "Actually, it's not my idea, I like to read, and I have seen Mo Yan's sandalwood punishment in it, which is an ancient method learned from his old man." ”

Old Matthew couldn't understand what they were saying, Chris translated it to him in fluent English, and the translation was very Xinyada, and the old Matthew was full of praise when he heard it, and even said a few Facks.

"It's just a game, I'll play with you, you can ask questions. Chris was suddenly interested.

"How did Luo Xiaoxiao die?" this was Liu Kunlun's first question.

"I killed it. Chris replied, "I am the archangel, exercising the duties of a priest, having made the first cut in her throat, and her blood is sweet." As he spoke, he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, his eyes as fierce and merciless as snake eyes.

"You also killed the workers who renovated the altar, right?"

"Of course I wouldn't do such a thing, they kill their mouths. ”

"You killed Wang Haicong, right?"

"Guess. ”

Liu Kunlun was furious, this guy dared to tease himself when he was dying, it seems that he really has no fear, but people have weaknesses, and Chris must be afraid.

"Brother Xiaojian, this kid looks down on us, what should we do?" asked Liu Kunlun.

"Do him!" Ma Junjian replied viciously.

"Brother Xiaojian, it's up to you, him!" Liu Kunlun paid attention to Chris's expression, and there was really a trace of horror.

Ma Junjian immediately unbuttoned his pants: "Don't say it, I a little white face inside, and the taste is stronger than that of a dry girl." ”

Chris's face changed: "Don't don't, I said, I didn't kill Wang Haicong,"

Old Matthew couldn't stand it anymore, "Are you kidding, torture is not a transaction, and prisoners have no right to negotiate conditions." ”

Liu Kunlun humbly asked: "You always say what to do." ”

"Just do as you say. Old Matthew had a serious face.

Chris was put to the ground, he is one meter eight seven long, the jade tree is in the wind, his face is more handsome and delicate than a girl, with fine skin and tender meat and cocked buttocks, this kind of posture is a first-class product whether he is a duck in the White Horse Club or mixed in the GAY circle.

Ma Junjian pounced on him with a lewd smile, and when he saw Chris's desperate eyes, Liu Kunlun was satisfied, exited the room and let Brother Xiaojian play, and lit a cigarette to chat with old Matthew.

"This is to completely crush his self-esteem. "Old Matthew said, "torture is a very common method, Lawrence was captured by the Turkish army after this treatment, which led to his later personality distorted, of course, this is not the most ruthless, I will interrogate him later, if you are interested, you can watch." ”

"I'd love to see him tortured. Liu Kunlun said.

After Brother Xiaojian finished the torture, he came out and lit a cigarette afterwards, and said calmly: "I've cracked my anus." ”

Liu Kunlun looked at it again, Chris's face was distorted, and he could no longer be vivid, and it seemed that humiliation was an effective means to hit him.

Now it's Matthew's turn to get off the field, and he warms up with some conventional means, such as covering Chris's face with a towel and then pouring water on the towel to cause a feeling of suffocation, but this method seems to be ineffective.

"Let's go out for a cigarette and you play slowly. Liu Kunlun said.

When they finished smoking a cigarette, old Matthew also came out, holding something in his hand, and two blood-red balls of flesh on a tissue.

"What is this?" asked Liu Kunlun.

"It's a shame that you eat barbecue a lot. Ma Junjian said, "That's it." ”

Rao is a tough guy like Liu Kunlun, and he can't help but have a cold war, and a personable British gentleman is simply a devil when he starts to be ruthless.

"He's willing to pour out everything now, because what he wants most now is to die. Old Matthew said briskly, "It should be noted that I don't like to do this, but it doesn't mean that I'm not good at it, he killed five of my old buddies, and I need to pay a little price." ”