As soon as the captives regained their senses, he saw Sir and Tube Fox circling around his body, and the two men skewered the bucket with wire, and then the sinister Tube Fox threw the rat into the bucket, and finally tied the bucket containing the live mouse tightly to his belly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"You, what are you doing? Get rid of this damn filthy thing, you perverts!" Unknown brought serious fear, and the captive yelled at Jazz in front of him, but he sprayed spit stars in Jazz's face, but the expressionless Jazz remained unmoved, and his hand movements were still fast and accurate.

When the bucket was tightly tied, Jazz re-lit the blowtorch and aimed it at the bottom of the bucket and began to burn, burning the bottom of the bucket in the blink of an eye.

Originally, the captives did not understand the meaning of Jazz's actions, but when the fire rats in the iron bucket felt the high temperature and began to "squeak" while scurrying up and down, left and right, looking for a way out, the rats could only stick to the relatively soft belly of the captive, so the pain and feeling of biting immediately came from the captive's belly.

"Wow...... Stop, the rat is biting me, it's biting my belly, you guys get out of the way!" the captive is going crazy, his skin and flesh are being bitten and peeled off by the rats little by little, and after a few seconds, an even more terrifying touch came, and the captive felt that the rat was burrowing into his body little by little under the continuous severe pain.

This kind of experience is something that only happens in hell, and the three of them kept staggering at this scene, gritting their teeth and holding on for more than ten seconds, and when the two of Little Arturo's subordinates finally turned around and vomited, Little Arturo also felt a burst of foreign body upwelling in his throat.

Facts have proved that the elves are absolutely competent, there is no moral concept in their eyes, and perhaps even the basic humanity has been completely lost, if they can't ask in this way, then it is estimated that no one in the world can ask.

"Whew...... I beg you, I told you everything, stop it!" and held on for a few more seconds, when the feces and urine of the captives tied to the pillar were pouring and their voices were about to burst, the elf raised his hand and put his hand on Jazz's shoulder, and Jazz took two steps back and removed the blowtorch from a piece of crimson iron the size of a palm at the bottom of the barrel.

Despite losing the constant heat from the blowtorch, the red-hot bottom of the barrel needed time to cool down, so after about a minute of torture, the rats in the barrel stopped burrowing into the captive's stomach.

The elf deliberately left the captive a little time to recover, while he paced beside the captive, and said clearly: "Finally willing to say, is it because the rat got into your stomach?"

"Whew......" The captives were left with only the strength to gasp.

"That's the price you just paid us for. ”

"I, I ......"

"Don't worry, you can listen to me first. Suppose in a room full of drug dealers, who can find a random woman to have sex in the bathroom? Let the whole room wait for him, is it the little minion or the leader of the gang of drug dealers?" The elf's tone was calm, but what she said made everyone think deeply, and pierced the captive's lies.

"No, I don't ......" the weak captive still denied.

"Don't be in a hurry to deny it yet, you can rest for a while, and listen to me first. The elf walked unhurriedly to the left, and with a deft turn, went back the way he came, and continued:

"This time you robbed the Colombians of their goods, and you did exactly the same in time and place, which proves that your source of information is very accurate, and it is possible to say that others do not know who the source of the information is, but you are the leader of the robbery, you don't know?"

“……”

"Not talking doesn't solve the problem, if you deny it, I promise you'll have something in your stomach that doesn't belong in the first place, you know? When the rat gets in, it suffocates and makes holes in your stomach to find oxygen, and it's not that comfortable! Before the elf could speak, the knight raised the blowtorch again, and moved forward again.

Yes, I'm the head of the snatching operation, but I really don't know where the information comes from, I just follow the orders from above, and the higher authorities tell me the time and place, and I just do it. The captive finally couldn't bear it anymore, and seeing that the elf had already guessed 7-8 points, he simply admitted the elf's inference.

The elf approached the captive again, and pressed the back of her gloved hand to the captive's chin, so that the eyes of the two sides could directly meet each other, and judge the truth of the captive's words.

"Get the damn stab out of the way, I'll tell you anything you want, really, I'll tell you all. ”

"Hehe, rats also need to rest and rest, don't we, let's talk about something else for a while. ”

"You perverted lunatics, get rid of the damn bucket, hear me, or I'll dig out your intestines!"

Seeing the captive's uncontrollable roar, the elf immediately shut up, and replaced it with a swift knock on the bucket with Jazz's hand, and the frightened rat, trapped in the small bucket, was frightened again and began to burrow into the captive's stomach again.

"Ah......" The scene immediately resounded the screams of the captives, after this battle, the captives really couldn't get angry, and after 2-3 minutes they stopped screaming, hanging their heads and panting like old cows.

"Calm down, then tell me now, who is the leader of the Mexicans in the country, and where is he hiding now?"

"It's Daddy Machete who is in charge of local affairs, and I really don't know where he is at the moment. ”

"Scimitar Daddy!" repeated the name, the expressions and eyes of the elf and the jazz did not change in the slightest, but Guan Hu, who was standing next to him, had a moment, and his eyes flashed with excitement, because this "Scimitar Daddy" He is one of the 12 leaders of the Leyva Group, that is, one of the real targets of the Shadow Tiger Squad, and he has been going around for more than half a year, and this time it is the closest that Hou Rui's group is to the goal.

"That's right, it's him, he just arrived in the United States last month to take full responsibility for the repression of Colombians and their cargo to get through us. Now that he had spoken, in order not to let himself be disemboweled, the captive no longer concealed it, and began to speak quickly.

"As far as I know, Daddy Scimitar is an important leader of your group, so how many of his subordinates did he bring with him to the United States this time?"

"There are nearly 20 people, all of them fierce professional gunmen. ”

"So where does he usually move? ”

"Holy Mother, I really don't know this. ”

"Okay, I'll just change the question, where was the last time you met, you should remember this!"

"Last time, "Scimitar Daddy" summoned me, we met in Orange Town, more than 30 kilometers away from here, we drove at the intersection and chatted for more than ten minutes, and then "Scimitar Daddy" left quickly. ”

"In which direction?"

"To the east. ”

……

After that, the elf questioned the captives for half an hour, repeatedly checking the details of many key questions to make sure that the captives were not talking nonsense to save their lives, and when the elves felt that they could no longer squeeze anything, Sir raised the blowtorch again.

All kinds of terrible curses, tearful pleas, and sometimes high and low wails lasted for more than 29 minutes, and when the edge of the iron bucket began to bleed non-stop, the captives who had been subjected to inhuman torture finally breathed, and it didn't take long for the rats that had survived the catastrophe to crawl out of the captive's mouth, soaked with blood all over their bodies!

However, the elf and little Arturo could not see this scene, because after the captives had breathed, they left the warehouse together and stood beside the car and talked.

"It really opened my eyes to the fact that the Russian way of doing things is very effective. Arturo Jr. looked at the sir pointedly.

"These are just small things, the key is the next thing, according to the agreement between our two sides, you want us to protect the goods and fight the power of Mexican drug traffickers, and now the question is, after learning that "Daddy Scimitar" is in this vicinity, we should continue to act and kill him as well. ”

In the face of the elf's question, of course, little Arturo can't answer her hastily, because "Daddy Machete" is not an ordinary Mexican minion drug dealer, if you really want to move him, it is equivalent to a full-scale war with the Leyva group, although little Arturo is a Colombian, but it is unknown whether the group behind him is willing to take this risk.

So little Arturo thought about it for a while, and then said very frankly: "Unfortunately, I can't answer you this question now, but you can track it down first, and I will give you a clear answer as soon as possible." ”

"Okay, I can accept that, but let's make it clear that if you were to let us deal with an enemy of the level of Daddy Scimitar, it wouldn't cost a mere $20 million. At this moment, the attitude of the elves is vividly displayed.

"Hey, don't you have to take an inch, aren't you satisfied with $20 million?" Before Arturo Jr. could speak, his men standing behind him shouted first.

Next, perhaps for the purpose of bargaining, or perhaps a little dissatisfied with the attitude of the elves, little Arturo did not stop his subordinates from shouting, but waited and watched the development of the situation.

So the elf turned her head to look at little Arturo's subordinates, and a tall black-haired man said: "If you want to hire first-class mercenaries, you naturally need to pay an expensive price, if you can't understand this, then our partnership can be terminated immediately, but we will not refund the deposit you paid." ”

"Female horse, the more you talk about it, the more you go too far, I'll kill you now. The black-haired man said that he actually drew his gun, and it was too late for little Arturo to stop his men, because before he could speak, the silent Sir had already pounced and knocked down the black-haired man who had drawn his gun with only one punch.

After this punch, the scene gradually became solemn and awkward, and the eyes of the elf and little Arturo were no longer peaceful, and began to be sandwiched with a trace of strange feeling;

Out of his duty to protect little Arturo, the remaining subordinate immediately stood in front of little Arturo, but he was still quite smart, and he did not draw his gun as recklessly as his companions, but just looked at the elves and them vigilantly, and one hand was nervously clasped around his waist.

On the elves' side, the giant bear-like jazz stood in front of the two of them, and the elves with their hands naturally hanging down on their sides stood behind, but Guan Hu, who had not appeared just now, had already moved behind little Arturo and the others unconsciously, posing a great threat to them.

After a few seconds, little Arturo suddenly laughed, then he reached out and patted his hand on the shoulder, and then said to Jazz: "Don't be nervous, it's just a little misunderstanding, our cooperation will definitely continue, and maybe it can develop into a long-term partnership." ”

"......" Unfortunately, the jazz who was stuck in place was unmoved, until the elf came around from behind, and then hesitated to take two steps back.

"Okay, then let's forget about today's matter, your specialty is trafficking, and our specialty is murder, maybe there is really a possibility of long-term cooperation. Seeing that the other party had already paved the steps, the elf naturally turned the page and quickly left here with the sir.

When the elves drove away, little Arturo put away the smile on his face and kicked at the black-haired man who had just gotten up: "Idiots who don't have long heads, they dare to draw guns against these guys, don't bother me if you want to die!"

"Head, they're too arrogant, I can't see ......it," the black-haired man was still arguing.

"Shut your stinky mouth, aren't you ashamed enough today? Get in the car, let's talk about something back." The angry little Arturo turned around and sat in the car, and the black-haired man who hurriedly got up from the ground, after a vicious look flashed in his eyes, picked up the pistol and sat in the passenger seat of the car.

When the three of them drove away, the elf sitting in the passenger seat asked in a low voice, "Put the things on?"

"Well, it is installed on the chassis of the car, which can ensure a listening range of about 10 meters around. Guan Hu, who was driving, replied.

"That's fine, now we can prevent little Arturo from making any small moves. "Although this trip to the warehouse has come to an end, the spirit of the elves has never been able to completely relax, and as things become more and more complicated, the possibility of problems will increase exponentially.