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Cheng Le had just finished receiving Seiichi Minamino and Commander Yoshida, watching their car gradually drive away, and another car followed.

At this time, a man about twenty-five or sixteen years old stepped forward and said in a low voice: "Lin Zhifan sent me, please come over." ”

Cheng Le looked this person up and down, and asked in a deep voice, "Won't he call me if there is something?" ”

"Now at the critical moment, he is afraid that calling will cause you unnecessary trouble, so he asked me to pick you up in person."

"What is so important?" looked at him questioningly and asked lightly.

The man whispered in his ear, "It's a secret message from Boss Dai." ”

When Cheng Le heard this, he didn't dare to slack off and hurriedly walked out of the door with him, and as soon as he came to the car, Cheng Le was immediately knocked unconscious.

When he woke up again, he was in an interrogation room.

"Tell me, who are you and for whom?" Masatake Fukuyama asked in a deep voice.

"Where is this?" Cheng Le asked in a panic.

"You don't even know me, how can you assassinate me?" Masatake Fukuyama looked at him coldly and smiled disdainfully.

Hearing this, Cheng Le looked at him in surprise: "You are ......"

"I am Masatake Fukuyama, your target of assassination."

Hearing these cold words, Cheng Le's heart couldn't help but shudder, he had heard of this person for a long time, he had always been ruthless in his work, and he had always cut down the grass and eradicated all those who were in danger, and would never show mercy to his subordinates. Now that he is in his hands, I am afraid that there is no possibility of survival.

"Who sent you to kill me?" Fukuyama Masatake walked up to him and asked, wrinkling his eyebrows.

Cheng Le didn't make a sound, and looked at him as if he was at home.

"I know, you're all trained, I don't know if you've trained you into an iron-clad body? I'd love to try it today. ”

After speaking, Masatake Fukuyama picked up the red-hot soldering iron and approached him step by step.

Cheng Le looked indifferent, but his eyes were staring straight at the color of the soldering iron.

"Well, let me guess, what you think at this time, you must be willing to take poison and kill yourself if you can't bear it, but it's a pity that I have ordered someone to pull out your fangs, and now you can only endure these cruel punishments."

When Cheng Le heard this, his panicked eyes looked at the cold torture instruments around him, and his heart was surging in the turbulent waves. He knew that this was a hurdle that could not be overcome, and his heart began to waver.

"Come on, let Mr. Cheng taste the taste of chili water first."

As the words fell, two soldiers stepped forward with buckets.

Two people pressed his arm, and the other person poured a spoonful of chili water into Cheng Le's mouth, and soon, less than half a bucket was already in his stomach, Cheng Le already felt that his stomach was burning as if it was about to explode, and he knew that he might not be able to survive this first torture tool.

"Come on, Mr. Cheng's nails are too long, you can help fix them!"

When the words fell, I saw a soldier slowly walking forward with pliers, and when Cheng Le was completely defenseless, he pulled out his nails mercilessly!

"Ah......h

Painful wails mixed with cold sweat continued to fill the interrogation room, making his body and mind tremble.

Seeing this, Fukuyama Masatake nodded with satisfaction, sat down on the chair, and said with a smile: "Mr. Cheng really has the perseverance of a man, but I don't know if it weren't for a man, then he wouldn't insist on this perseverance." ”

As he spoke, he waved his hand at the soldier, who willingly moved the red-hot iron step by step under Cheng Le's body.

Seeing the heat that was getting closer and closer to him, Cheng Le finally couldn't bear it, he didn't want to die and be a waste, so he hurriedly shouted: "Stop!" I'm recruiting! I'm recruiting! ”

"Well, that's right, Mr. Cheng, no matter how important your faith is, it's not as important as being a man."

Masatake Fukuyama said coldly: "I want to know, who sent you to kill me?" ”

"Yes...... Boss Dai. ”?“ How did he hear about me? ”

"You Japanese provided it."

"Oh? Who is it? ”

"I really don't know this, I just know that he wants to borrow the hand of our military commander to kill you."

Hearing this, the coldness on Fukuyama Masatake's face suddenly turned into a faint smile: "Mr. Cheng, you are very dishonest, it seems that you can't keep that thing." ”

"Don't! I say! I say! It was the co-captain of your second wing, Tomoshi Uchida, who informed us. ”

Hearing this, Masatake Fukuyama waved his hand and ordered someone to put him down, and said in a deep voice: "Actually, if you said it earlier, why should you endure these flesh and skin suffering? Now, you can tell me where the killers are hiding. ”

"This ......"

"What, you repented?" Masatake Fukuyama's eyes lit up in an instant, and he looked at him coldly.

"Nope! No! They live in ...... Three roads, Miaoxiang Library. ”

"Where is your secret stronghold?"

"Yes......"

"Alright, take him down!"

"Deputy Director, just spare me!" Cheng Le hurriedly prayed.

Masatake Fukuyama looked at him lightly: "As long as what you say is correct, I will consider sparing your life." ”

When the words fell, the jailer took him down.

Masatake Fukuyama, accompanied by Miyazaki Tatsui, then went to the office, picked up the phone and dialed the number of the Ume Agency.

"Hey, is it Yizi? I'm Masatake Fukuyama. ”

"Fukuyama-kun, what a coincidence that your call came, I'm going out one step later, do you have something to do?"

"Are your injuries healed? Discharged from the hospital so soon? ”

"Thank you Fukuyama-kun for your concern, those are just skin injuries, it's okay."

"Well, that's good. I was assassinated yesterday, and you almost couldn't see me. ”

"What! Who is so daring? ”

"Hmph, I borrowed someone else's hand to make it." Who? ”

"I can't say, but I've found the stronghold of those killers."

"Fukuyama-kun, tell me where they live? I'm going to have them all killed!" ”

"I'm afraid it's not good! If I let your father know, I'm afraid it will hurt you again. ”

"It's okay, just tell me!"

"They live in the Miaoxiang Book Apartment on Sanma Road."

"Okay, I got it."

The phone hung up, and the corners of Fukuyama Masatake's lips hooked a grim smile, and then turned his head and asked Miyazaki Ryuai to bring Kagawa Taku.

"Vice President, when will you send my family out of China?" Taku Kagawa asked urgently.

"Kagawa-kun, I wanted to do this or two days, but I want to do something for me before you leave."

"What is, please say."

"I heard that you and Matsushita Autumn used to be close friends?" Masatake Fukuyama asked with a knock on the side.

"Yes."

"I want you to help me find out from him which airport their plane is parked at and how many people are watching."

"Matsushita Autumn has come to Shanghai?"

Masatake Fukuyama nodded: "Yes, he came with a mission this time." ”

Hearing this, Kagawa Taku nodded clearly, but then asked questioningly: "Deputy Director, since you are so interested in this matter, why don't you ask the commander directly?" ”

"Kagawa-kun, it's best to pretend to be confused when you can pretend to be confused about some things, just do it, don't dig too deep, sometimes, the more things you know, the more dangerous your family will be. You don't want your wife and children to lose their lives because of your curiosity, do you? ”

Taku Kagawa knew that when he betrayed Hanyu Genichi, loyalty was already a luxury for him, and with a helpless sigh, he had to nod and agree to his request.