The time in the cell was simple and boring, giving Ling Feng the feeling that a minute was as long as five minutes. He spent the whole morning lying in bed thinking about problems, and he thought about a lot. At noon, a C.I.A. agent brought him lunch, a shoddy burger and a gooey omelette and a hot dog. He was not interested in such food when he looked at it more, let alone ate it in his stomach.

At lunch, he dealt with it with a small sick pill, and then continued to think about his problem. Now, the biggest problem that bothered him was how to stall and wait for Frank's side to solve the problems he had promised. And if he goes to the United States tomorrow, things will get troublesome, which he doesn't want to see.

Fils didn't show up for an afternoon, and the CIA agents who guarded him were so disciplined that no one said a word to him. At six o'clock in the evening, a C.I.A. agent brought another dinner, which looked a little richer than lunch, but it also gave it a dirty feeling, and he had no appetite.

Seeing that he hadn't eaten lunch, the CIA agents who delivered the meal didn't ask much, took the untouched lunch, left the freshly delivered dinner, and left.

After about ten minutes, Fils appeared at the small window of the cell, he first glanced at the food placed by the door, then at Ling Feng, and said expressionlessly, "What? Do you want to go on a hunger strike? ”

Ling Feng glanced at him and said lightly, "The food is not appetizing, I don't want to eat it." Go buy me a Chinese food, I like Chinese food. ”

"Do you think you're here on vacation? Or do you think I'm being polite to you? Fils beckoned, and a CIA agent followed him to the cell door and opened the cell door with a key.

Filth walked into the cell and kicked the dinner that was lying by the door to the ground.

Several C.I.A. agents also walked into the cell. A C.I.A. agent carries a bucket with a towel on the edge of the bucket. As soon as these CIA agents came in, they stared at Ling Feng with fierce eyes, as if they were waiting for some instructions from Fils.

This is a sign of torture.

Before this, Ling Feng had never thought that he would face such a thing one day, and a wave of anger suddenly rose in his heart. He got up from his bed and looked at Fils coldly. In fact, if he wanted to, he could now have Fils climb up to the rooftop by himself, and then jump off the rooftop for a free fall.

However, Fils didn't know what kind of character he was facing, and he sneered: "Ling Feng, don't blame me, it's you who don't know how to be interested. In addition, tonight can be regarded as my good friend William Long's recovery of a little interest. After saying that, he moved his mouth and gave a signal to move.

CIA operatives carrying buckets placed buckets on the ground and pushed towels into the buckets.

The other two CIA agents walked towards Ling Feng, dragged Ling Feng off the bed, and pressed him to the ground.

A CIA agent scooped the wet towel out of the bucket and covered Ling Feng's face.

A wet towel will block the breathing of the mouth and nose, and then water will be poured on the towel, and choking on the prisoner's mouth and nose will create a stronger feeling of suffocation. This method of torture does not leave any scars, but it is very painful for the prisoners.

Fils stood beside Ling Feng and looked at Ling Feng condescendingly, his eyes full of sarcasm and vicious light. A hint of a smile also appeared on the corner of his mouth, the show was about to be staged, and he couldn't wait to see Ling Feng wailing and begging for mercy.

However, before the CIA agent with the wet towel could cover Ling Feng's face, Ling Feng suddenly raised his foot and kicked him his lower abdomen. He suddenly screamed, and the whole person was kicked upside down.

The two CIA agents who held Ling Feng's hands were stunned for a moment, but before they could make any countermeasures, Ling Feng's handcuffed hands suddenly split out, and with a crisp click, the handcuffs suddenly split in half. His hands wrapped around the necks of the two C.I.A. operatives, and he pushed hard into the middle.

Bang! The heads of the two CIA agents slammed into each other, each snorting and fainting.

The remaining CIA agent hurriedly pulled out his gun, but when he pulled out his pistol from the holster, he found that Ling Feng was already standing in front of him, close at hand.

A slap of the knife fell, and the CIA agent with the gun fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, only Fils and Ling Feng were left standing in the cell.

Fils came back to his senses at this time, he hurriedly pulled out his gun, and as soon as he pulled out the gun, Ling Feng kicked him in the wrist. His pistol flew out of his hand and landed in the corner.

Fils turned and ran towards the cell door.

Ling Feng stretched out his leg and kicked it, and the door of the cell was slammed shut by him.

"You...... What do you want? Fils realized that danger had arrived.

Ling Feng didn't speak, he reached out and pulled the key to the cell from the body of a CIA agent. He returned to the door of the cell, reached out and shoved the key into the keyhole, and then twisted it so hard that he broke it in the keyhole. In this way, if the people outside want to open the door, they have to use a cutter.

Ling Feng returned to the side of the bed, sat down, and then pointed to the ground in front of him.

It was a body language, but unfortunately Fils couldn't understand it, and his voice trembled violently, "You...... What do you want? ”

"Don't you understand?" Ling Feng said lightly: "I asked you to come over and kneel." ”

Fils was stunned for a moment, and suddenly yelled at Ling Feng, "Are you crazy? You must be crazy! My men will come soon, and then you will kneel before me and beg me for mercy! ”

Indeed, isn't it crazy that a prisoner imprisoned in the British MI7 headquarters building actually made a CIA officer kneel down?

"So you don't want to kneel, do you?" Ling Feng stood up.

Fils stiffened his head and said, "You'll regret it!" You should think about how you should spend your life in the United States! ”

Ling Feng suddenly slapped Fils in the face, and with a loud snap, Fils was suddenly whipped in place and spun around twice before losing his center of gravity and falling to the ground.

"Wow......" Fils opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and then he was horrified to find two white teeth among the blood spit on the ground.

Ling Feng said coldly: "Next time, it won't be two teeth, I'll knock out all your teeth!" ”

Fils couldn't help but shudder, propped himself up from the ground in humiliation, and then knelt on the ground. He was a wise man, and once on his knees and a mouth full of teeth, he would rather give up his dignity to protect his teeth.

Ling Feng said, "Do you understand now? Even if you're from the U.S. government, I want your life just to do what I want. Don't mess with me, remember? ”

"Remember...... Remembered. Fils deliberately showed weakness, but secretly said in his heart: "When Lao Tzu goes out, he will definitely torture you to death!" You're finished! ”

Ling Feng sat on the edge of the bed, then beckoned to Phils, "Come here." ”

Fils hesitated for a moment, and finally stubbornly "walked" in front of Ling Feng with his knees, and he said cautiously, "You, you...... What do you want to do? ”

Ling Feng looked directly into his eyes, and in an instant, he entered a state of hypnosis.

He had spent a whole day thinking about how to delay time, but unfortunately he couldn't think of an effective way. Just when Fils brought someone to ask for "justice" for William Long, he suddenly made up his mind and decided to hypnotize Fils, and then use Fils to delay the time of being sent to the United States. If he hadn't had this purpose, he would definitely not have knocked down a few of Phils' men and knocked out two of Fils's teeth. Anyway, if you want to hypnotize him, why not teach him a lesson?

Ling Feng's bewitching eyes were misinterpreted by Fils, and he said tremblingly, "Don't kill me...... Don't kill me...... You can't kill me. ”

At that moment, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the cell, as well as the sound of pushing and arguing.

Hearing these voices, Fils scrambled up from the ground and stumbled to the door of the cell, shouting, "Help—help me!" Come and help me! ”

A C.I.A. agent suddenly appeared in a small window.

"Open the door!" Fils yelled at him.

As soon as he finished speaking, a large hand suddenly pushed away by the C.I.A. operatives who were blocking the door of the cell, and then the face of the Mossad appeared in the small window.

Fils was stunned for a moment, judging from the fact that the Mossad had just pushed away his men, he did not think that the Mossad had come to save him. The glimmer of hope that had just been ignited was extinguished in an instant.

The Mossad saw the situation in the cell clearly and said in surprise: "This is ...... What's going on? ”

The opportunity to hypnotize Fils is gone.

Ling Feng stood up from the side of the bed and said, "They are going to torture me, maybe they want my life, I am defending myself." ”

"You fart!" Fils roared.

Ling Feng glared at Fils, and Fils came to his senses, the door was locked, and Ling Feng wanted to kill him at this time no different from pinching a chicken to death. He then closed his mouth, not daring to speak insultingly.

"How dare they do this to you?" The Mossad said angrily: "I will report this to the above, Mr. Ling, you will definitely be treated fairly." ”

"Did you say enough?" Fils couldn't stand it anymore, and he said a little uncontrollably: "Don't let people open this damn door yet, I'm going out!" ”

The Mossad asked one of his men to go down and get the tools to open the door.

Fils didn't dare to get angry at Ling Feng, but he didn't take Fils seriously, "This matter is not over!" Colonel Mossad, even if I return to the United States, I will complain to your superiors about you! ”

"Back to the United States?" The Mossad sneered, "You can go back at any time, but Mr. Ling has to stay in England." ”

"What did you say?" Fils couldn't believe his ears.

"Are you deaf?" The Mossad said sarcastically: "I said you can go back to the United States at any time, but Mr. Ling will not go back to the United States with you." ”

"This ...... How is this possible? Fils got a little out of control, "What's going on?" ”

"I'm sorry, but go ask your people, aren't you omnipotent?" The Mossad sarcastically said.

Phils's face turned blue with anger, and he was about to curse, but there was an extra hand on his shoulder. A pressure fell from above, and his knees bent uncontrollably.

"Did I tell you to get up?" Ling Feng's voice was cold.