There was only a slight light coming from the exit above the foul-smelling cabin, and the big ship had been at sea for more than twenty days. There were hundreds of people in the cabin, all of them looking depressed and unkempt.

An old man and a young man sitting in the corner looked up with dull eyes, greedily feeling a little sunlight shining through the gaps. Although their faces were covered in bruises and scars, and their clothes looked crumpled and smelled unpleasantly sour, those who knew the goods should be able to tell that the outfits were actually top-notch brands and worth a lot of money.

These two people are none other than Li Aiguo and Li Jiarong, father and son, who escaped from Xiling City in a panic. The fall of the Xia family, they got the news as soon as possible, and it didn't take much brain cells to think about what the reason for Ye Qinghan to deal with the Xia family was.

Maybe it was because of the keen sense of smell, or maybe it was because of the lack of a thief's heart, the father and son fled without any hesitation. Even Li Aiguo's wife, Li Jiarong's mother, didn't see the father and son appear for a few days, and only then did they realize that something was wrong. As the closest person, she was the last to know the news of the father and son's escape.

At the beginning, the two of them only wanted to find a no-man's land to hide in Huaxia in order to make a comeback. But soon, they discovered the academy and the military's tracking. Forced into desperation, he finally resorted to the last resort and sought the refuge of God's hand.

They had already prepared for the worst, just to survive, not thinking about what good treatment they would get at the hands of God after losing their value. But when they were brutally pushed into the foul-smelling cabin, they realized that the reality seemed even more cruel than they imagined.

When the two of them were accustomed to living a life of fine clothes and fine food, how could they endure such suffering? When they first entered the cabin, they also made a big fuss, but they were greeted by merciless punches and kicks. And when they saw the sight of another troublemaker who had one of his arms cut off and died slowly without any treatment, the great fear finally made them understand that it was not easy to live.

Disembarking from the boat, they were driven like sheep to the open truck, and kept moving forward in the bumpy desert, and the two people who had fallen into despair and were in a coma that they didn't even know how much time had passed.

It wasn't until the light in front of them dimmed and the truck entered a long tunnel that the two opened their eyes in a trance. Hunger, thirst, exhaustion, and fear were eating away at their willpower all the time, and the two of them felt that life was constantly being withdrawn from their bodies.

"Please, I'm willing to hand over all the money and let us live!"

"I know a lot of information about Huaxia, as long as I live, I will say anything!"

When the two of them were put in an iron cage like beasts by the cold-faced armed men of the Hand of God, looking at the strange appearance of those people around them, the endless fear made them give birth to the last trace of strength, and they cried out in despair.

They didn't get any response, only the monsters in the iron cages around them, followed by their beast-like roars, which made people's scalps tingle for a while. If someone had told them that there would be hell in this world, the two of them would have been dismissive. But at this moment, the two felt like they were already in hell.

The torment of fear slowed time, and I don't know how much time had passed, and a group of people in white coats and gas masks appeared in front of them. With a simple wave of his hand, several tall armed men lifted the father and son out of the iron cage like catching chickens.

"What are you going to do? I am a person who has contributed to the organization, and you can't do this to me! If you let others know, who will dare to give you your life in the future?" Li Aiguo, who was tied to the cold metal plate like a rice dumpling, burst into tears and shouted loudly. The dazzling white light shone down from above, leaving him with only a white patch in front of him. There were countless tubes piercing into his skin on his arm, and his body was so cold that he wanted to shrink into a ball, and he didn't feel any pain at all, only that the tubes were draining his little remaining life force.

"The willpower of this test is too poor, don't waste the medicine, just destroy it!" A cold voice sounded in Li Jiarong's ears, and Li Jiarong, who was already frightened and had convulsions, changed his face miserably. There was a foul smell from under him, and countless liquids dripped down the metal plate to the ground, and he kept twitching, and he was already too frightened to speak.

"Since it is an experiment, it should not be limited by inherent thinking, and there is no corresponding data on whether willpower and drug action are related. Check his vital signs, record the data, and then give him medicine! Even if it is not successful, there is one more piece of data, which can also play some role in future experiments!" After understanding the other English pronunciation beside him, Li Jiarong felt a burst of collapse all over his body, and collapsed weakly on the metal bed.

His mind was already a little sluggish, and he had almost lost the ability to think normally. The other party did not immediately "destroy" him, but treated him as an experiment, which actually made him feel happy for the rest of his life.

Somewhere in the West, on a sunny beach, a black man in beach pants and his muscles glowing like metal in the sun are comfortably lying on a beach chair under a parasol. The two bewitching blonde beauties in bikini with beautiful faces beside them were provoked by the man's dishonest hand to let out a coquettish smile, and their eyes were fascinated and stretched out their hands to pat weakly on the man's tight muscles.

Some hurried phones rang, and the watch on his wrist vibrate. The man's face changed, he waved his hand, got up and walked to the side, stretched out his finger and gently pressed it on the surface.

"Baburu, your vacation is over!The organization needs you to kill someone now!" a holographic projection appeared on the surface of the watch, and the short-haired white man with two scars on his face looked at Baburu with a grim face.

"Kevin, why are you? What do you want to do? My vacation isn't over yet, and I haven't seen any worthwhile assignments lately!" the black man didn't seem to be very interested in the man named Kevin, and smiled coldly with his white teeth.

"The Siberian base has been destroyed, the Commander of Rôvence is dead, and now I have the final say. The person who arranged for you to kill is the same person who destroyed the base, and this time not only will you go, but I will also take action myself. Kevin seemed to be accustomed to Bablu's attitude, and without much annoyance, he said with a serious face.

"Oh, isn't that a good thing? With our ability, isn't it more comfortable to live without the constraints of the organization?, do you still want to avenge the real devils?" Babulu was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.