"Ah~~ It hurts, it hurts!!" The captives were tied to chairs and struggled, but unfortunately this was only the first stab.

As if he couldn't hear the screams of the captives, Wei San continued: "You know, this kind of game is quite interesting, in the past we used to play in this way to see who had the most layers cut off and the last to see the bones. ”

"Huh~"

"Ah~!"

Another thin layer of skin fluttered to the ground, and the soles of the captives' feet swept by the knife had begun to ooze blood, and the bright red flesh looked as if it was throbbing, maybe it was just a contraction reaction from pain?

Wei San said coldly: "I think of the former teammates again, like this, the butcher guy can cut more than twenty layers at most, he is simply a genius who tortures and kills prisoners!" ”

Wei San's tone was cold, and he acted as if he was talking to himself, as if the life or death of the tied captives had nothing to do with him, he just wanted to listen to this pleasant scream.

Another swing of the knife finally broke the captive, and as he struggled with his bound body, the chair made an overwhelmed sound, and it is conceivable that he was in real pain now.

"Ah~.... I was sent by Zhang Xuejun, he did it, and he asked us to do it! ”

Wei San continued to raise the knife indifferently, that kind of inhumanity made the captive almost want to think that Wei San didn't want to know anything from his mouth, but simply wanted him to die in pain.

"Please, please, stop torturing me, I... We are General Jin's soldiers! The captive gasped, his chest heaving violently, and now he felt his heart skip out, and all that was left in his eyes was the knife that was at the same level as his eyes.

"Huh~"

"Ah~ crunch, squeak!"

In the screams of the captive, the chair was finally broken by the vigorous struggle, Wei San sat on the chair, stared at the captive on the ground with cold eyes, and said: "I know that the dead fat man did it, I want to know, why can you gang of waste kill my team members?" ”

Ma Youde and Gao Baoguo fiercely grabbed the captives on the ground, and the three of them acted as chairs, sending the captives' feet to Wei San's body again, and now the captives are really going to be frightened and incontinent, who are they!?

I have never felt so regretful, and Ling's prisoner shouted urgently: "It was Zhang Xuejun who did it, he informed the British, he betrayed you!" He betrayed you!! Please, don't do that again....."

Understood, Zhang Xuejun, a mongrel, actually collaborated with the enemy!

The left-behind team members sent the piece of paper they found to Wei San, who took it and looked at it, and said with a solemn expression: "Did it finally appear?" ”

Li Shun asked puzzled, "Captain, who are they?" ”

Wei San sighed and said, "Red Devil Gomande, an unknown army! ”

Li Shun: "Are they very powerful.... It seems so. ”

Wei San tore the paper piece by piece, turned it into a piece of paper and scattered it on the ground, stood up and asked, "What about that woman?" ”

The captive hurriedly said, "They should have sent her to Pyongyang." ”

After hearing the news, Wei San drew his pistol without any hesitation, knocked the prisoner on the ground into the Tianling Gai, and then inserted it back into the pouch and said: "I used to have enemies all over the world, but no one has ever made me want to kill him immediately, fatty, you are dead!" ”

The remaining team member reminded: "Captain, I heard that fat man commands an armored division....."

Wei San's expression remained unchanged, and he said without hesitation: "Then slaughter him as a division!" ”

Leng Feng Xiaose, this joking ordinary words, came out of Wei San's mouth, no one thought it was a joke, and they grabbed their weapons and asked, "Captain, what are you doing?" ”

Weisan: "Pyongyang? I'll turn you to the ground tonight! Inform Zeng Sanbao and let him come for a trip! ”

Coupled with the five people left behind, there are only 20 people that Wei San can use now, but the armored division on the fat man's side is conservatively estimated to be no less than 5,000 people, not counting tanks.

An hour later, in Pyongyang City, a three-story building, more than a dozen people who had returned from their lives went up to the third floor of the building with happy faces.

Zhang Xuejun, who was hanging his arm, knocked on the door: "General, we are back." ”

After a while, the door opened, and the fat man's annoying face appeared behind the door, first looked at the person being carried, and then smiled: "Succeeded?" ”

Zhang Xuejun nodded hurriedly: "Well, those people are all killed for us!" ”

The fat man was rare to be smart, frowned and said, "Killed? Just a dozen of you killed them all? ”

Zhang Xuejun blushed slightly: "Uh.... Right! ”

The fat man wanted to ask something more, but was interrupted by the person who was writhing on his shoulder, and waved his hand into the room: "Send it in!" ”

waited for Zhang Xuejun, who had a courteous face, to close the door with a smile, and the fat man untied the sheets on Wu Meiling's body.

Wu Meiling, who broke free, glared at the fat man angrily, but her mouth was blocked, she couldn't speak, and she could only express her anger with her eyes.

The fat man smiled awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I invite you in this way." ”

Wu Meiling was angry and didn't want to listen to the fat man.

The fat man said flatteringly: "Actually, I asked them to invite you to tell you that I really like you!" ”

Wu Meiling struggled angrily, and the fat man went to untie the rope on Wu Meiling's hand in hindsight, and then said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll help you untie it!" ”

When Wu Meiling's hands were freed, the first thing she did was to slap the fat man, and then pulled down the strip of cloth covering her mouth and nose and scolded: "You shameless scoundrel!" ”

A hard slap, the fat man immediately had five bright red fingerprints on his face, the fat man touched his face, and when he turned his head, a slap was withdrawn without warning.

Wu Meiling was beaten to the ground, the fat man came up and grabbed Wu Meiling's hair, and said viciously: "Stinky ****, Lao Tzu gives you face, you really treat yourself as a treasure!" ”

Just as the fat man was about to make his next move, a gunshot rang out outside the building, and the entire city of Pyongyang was in chaos because of the gunshot.

A signal soldier knocked on the fat man's door with a panicked face: "General, someone has reported that there are enemy agents in the city, general, be careful yourself!" ”

The fat man was interrupted by this hurried knock on the door, and unwillingly loosened Wu Meiling's hair and said, "Got it!" ”

The footsteps were far away, and the fat man smiled and said, "Are you still fantasizing that someone is coming to save you?" Tell you, stop dreaming, the people who could save you are now dead! I ordered it to be killed! ”

Wu Meiling covered her face and scolded again: "You are a scum!" You don't deserve to be a human being! ”

The fat man still sneered: "You scold, no one will save you, when the agent is eliminated, I will fuck you, hum, you slut will definitely enjoy it then!" ”

(End of chapter)