I stepped forward and poured the rest of the beer on the woman's head, the icy liquid flowing into her collar, making her shake all over, trembling slightly, and slowly opening her eyes.

She shook her beer-stained hair, trying to raise her hand to pull away the strands of hair that were blocking her eyes, but when she found that her hands and feet were tied to death, she frowned in surprise, and paused as if remembering what had happened before.

Slowly raised his head, his eyes fell on my face, when he saw my appearance clearly, his face showed an unconcealable fear, his eyes looked at me timidly, he struggled twice, his body shrank back desperately, as if he knew what he was going to face, and instinctively wanted to escape from this terrible place.

She's just an ordinary woman, if there's anything outstanding, it's just a good-looking skin, she can't stand our interrogation methods, maybe she's seen those cruel punishments, so she's afraid.

This made me even more curious, why would she run to take risks when she knew what it meant to fail, even if she really killed me, would she be able to escape? Maybe it's naïve and doesn't take this into account at all.

"Don't waste your efforts, if I can't tie the knot even to you, then don't mess up." I pulled up a chair and sat down in front of her, watching her struggle with a scared face.

I like to watch people struggle powerlessly in front of me, just like Sun Wukong can't turn out the palm of the Buddha no matter how much he jumps, it's not that I like abuse, but I like the feeling of control, that is, holding the fate of others in my own hands, no matter how much I struggle, it won't help, and I'm like a spectator, watching her perform in the palm of my hand.

"You...... What do you want to do? The woman asked, trembling.

"Well asked, what should I do? Gouge out your eyes? Teeth pulled out one by one? By the way, there are also nails, I heard that pinching with pliers will tear off the skin together, or, cut off the flesh on your body piece by piece, you know, a master who plays with knives can cut a thousand knives on you, and promise not to die, I have a brother who is said to be able to cut 1,200 knives on people, do you want to try? ”

I described all kinds of cruel scenes, like retelling a story, and the content made her creepy, and I could even see the hairs on her arms pop up.

"No, don't, please, let me go, I can serve you, I can be your slave, don't gouge out my eyes, don't...... Yes! She was so frightened that she was incoherent, and at last she began to cry so violently that she cried so badly.

I sat in my chair with my chin on my hand and my index finger rubbing against the bridge of my nose, and I didn't speak, just watched her cry silently.

After half a ring, she calmed down a bit, and her crying turned into sobs.

"Keep crying, you won't be able to cry for a while." I curled the corners of my mouth into a demonic smile.

She kept her head down, afraid to speak, and did not dare to look at me.

"Tell me, who are you? Where did it come from? For whom? Why did you come to kill me, if you answer well, maybe you can save your eyes. I raised an eyebrow.

She was silent for a moment, and just as I was about to draw the knife, she slowly raised her head and said: "My name is Delia, from Zela, no one ordered me, I came by myself, I need money, kill you will have a lot of money, with money you can cure my mother's illness, my brother's injury, and my father doesn't have to do dangerous things." ”

This answer surprised me, so it seems that she is not here to avenge the pirates, at first I thought that her husband or relatives died in our hands, so she lost her mind and ran to die, it turned out that there was another hidden reason.

I'm not worried that she'll lie, she's defenseless in front of me, I've had the most brutal training, and if she can fool me, she'll be qualified to be an agent.

"You're from Zela? How did you know about me? "I'm a little surprised, Zela is a port city in northwestern Somalia, it used to be a famous slave market, and now it is also an important port, a distribution center for all kinds of goods, but it is hundreds of kilometers away from Bossaso, and it is the territory of Somali sailors, we have not clashed with Somali sailors, are they going to meddle in the affairs of the Puntland Guard?

"My home is in Zela, and my dad is a fighter for Somali sailors." Speaking of this, she seemed to have just remembered that she still had a father who was a pirate, and seemed to feel that she had a backer, and she was emboldened for a while, and plucked up the courage to say: "You'd better let me go, otherwise my father will definitely kill you." ”

"Smack!" I slapped her hard in the face, and five finger prints suddenly appeared on her delicate cheeks, and the corners of my mouth were scarlet and bloodshot.

"Don't talk nonsense with me, stinky cousin, how did you know about me, answer me!" I grabbed her hair and pulled it back hard, forcing her to look up at me.

"I ...... I ......" She was so frightened that she couldn't speak, her eyes were full of tears, the corners of her mouth were bloody, and her eyes were full of horror when she looked at me.

"Are you going to say it or not?" I raised my hand to hit again.

"Ahh ”

My hand stopped in mid-air, and when I heard the news, I paused, took two steps back and sat on the chair, and said coldly: "What the hell is going on, you tell me more carefully." ”

Delia swallowed her saliva, stabilized her emotions, and said: "My mother is seriously ill and needs to go to the United States for surgery to recover, in order to raise money for treatment, my father went to work as a pirate, but he is just a small soldier and can't share much money." ”

"But yesterday he brought back the news that the Puntland Guard had been attacked by mercenaries and suffered heavy casualties, and their leader had asked the Somali sailors for help and offered a million dollars in payment, and whoever can kill you will get a million dollars."

"Originally, Dad was coming, but the Somali sailors were planning an operation, he was selected to go to sea, he was very annoyed that he missed this opportunity, but if he didn't listen to the order, he would be killed, he had to give up, so I secretly flew to Bossaso to assassinate you, and that's the way it is!"

Delia told the whole story in one go, and there were two messages from her words that I had to pay attention to.

One is the operation of Somali sailors, what is it exactly? Do you really want to declare war on us on behalf of the Puntland Guard? Or they have found an important target at sea and are ready to go to sea to do a good job.

The other is that the leader of the Puntland Guard is still alive, I originally thought that he was killed in the big explosion, I didn't think that his life was quite big, this guy will not give up, since he has found the Somali sailors, and offered a million dollars in payment, maybe he will find someone else, this will make us trouble, this place is a perennial war, and there are many people who are not afraid of death.

"Who gave you this gun?" The undead picked up the delicate pistol and shook it in front of her eyes.

"This was lent to me by a friend!" Delia said.

"What kind of friends?" I stared at her, and if I lied, I could tell at a glance.

"She was originally the mistress of a pirate leader, but she was later taken by a European arms dealer, and the pirate gave her to the arms dealer in exchange for more advanced weapons, and this gun was given to her by the arms dealer." Delia honestly admitted.

I looked at the immortal bird, and he thought for a moment and said, "It seems that this place is no longer safe. ”

I nodded, even a weak woman could find us, let alone a professional killer, so I turned my head to look at Phoenix and said, "Inform everyone, withdraw from Bossaso before dawn." ”