Ran Shuang couldn't help but look back at the soldiers, just a few days of change, the soldiers at this time were no longer the stubborn and competitive teenagers they were at the beginning, the blood and death on the battlefield quickly tempered him into an excellent killing god, like a sharp blade full of blood, exuding a terrifying murderous aura. (Baidu Search Rainbow Literature Network) {Debut}

Take care - Ran Shuang couldn't help but say a word silently in his heart, the tightly tense strings in his heart seemed to be broken at this moment, and when he turned around, he saw the cold and sharp eyes of the soldiers sweeping over, Ran Shuang finally withdrew his gaze and turned to leave.

Kalit squatted in the corner of the wall tremblingly, trying to shrink his presence, but at this moment, everyone's eyes on the blade fell viciously on him, which made Kalit's face even more dead.

He ...... His injuries were not serious...... It's true...... Trust me......" Kalit gestured incoherently in front of the soldiers, making a final struggle.

Wang Junwei on the side couldn't help but be angry, his originally warm face was already covered with hatred at this time, and he showed his fangs in a hideous and terrifying manner, "I'll let you fucking not be heavy!" So that you don't weigh it! ”

The image of the war army in Wang Junwei's mind is like a childhood idol, omnipotent, brilliant, no one can surpass his status in his own mind, but the idol he has been madly worshipping since he was a child is now being tortured like this, which makes Wang Junwei how not angry, how not to want to slaughter the well-dressed ** in front of him!

Wang Junwei grabbed Kalit's arm and walked to the cell where the soldiers were held, and the arm that was originally twisted off by Sheng Jiabao was dragged by Wang Junwei so stiffly, which made Kalit scream in pain.

Wang Junwei was already carried away by anger at this time, completely ignoring the consequences, and now the hatred in his head can only be vented with blood.

Kalit's arm was twisted behind him by Wang Junwei, and then he hoisted Kalit in the air in the posture of the Fang Cai Warrior being hoisted, the huge pain made Kalit almost faint, and the two arms were twisted from the shoulders, and with the downward pressure of his physical strength, the muscles were torn and the painful Kalit almost wanted to die immediately.

Looking at Kalit, who was already hurting tears and snot, everyone's hearts did not fluctuate at all, in their opinion, this was just the beginning, and every scar on the body of the war army, they would get it back!

Kalit was tormented by great pain and wanted to pass out immediately, but the pain in his heart came from both shoulders, and where could he pass out.

And just a few days ago in the same cell, the same punishment was inflicted on the man with the eastern face, but he did not say a word, which made Kalit angry and smashed the vocal cords of the soldiers.

"Shut him up!" The soldier glanced coldly at Kalit, who was no longer a life in his eyes, but a lifeless walking corpse.

Wang Junwei nodded with a sneer, then walked up to Kalit with a frightened expression, and slashed heavily at Kalit's throat, the original terrible scream stopped abruptly, and was replaced by a creepy hoarse scream, like the sound of fingernails scratching on an iron sheet, which made people's hairs stand on end.

"Help, help......" At this moment, a terrible cry for help came from the cell next to him, and the soldier couldn't help frowning slightly, and he could judge that it was the white prisoner just by his voice.

"Let's say okay, you said you were going to let me go, you can't be untrustworthy!" White prisoners shouted hysterically.

"Help, help!"

"Please, help me, save me......"

Desperate cries for help rang out throughout the underground prison, in English, German, Arabic, and even Chinese......

The soldier frowned slightly, and walked to the Chinese-speaking cell with his voice, a pair of sharp and cold eyes with a hint of scrutiny.

The man in the prison was greatly surprised by the soldiers, at least in the eyes of the soldiers, most of the people in the prison were tortured and inhuman, and the person in front of him was only a few wrinkles and stains on his clothes, and he could even be called clean in this prison!?

"Who are you?" This was the first time that the soldiers had spoken Chinese to outsiders since they came to Libya, and their words were straight and round, and a pair of eyes as sharp as knives stared at the man in the cell.

"Huaxia?" The man didn't seem to have imagined that the person who could capture Kalit and turn the entire private prison upside down would be a Huaxia person!

The soldier pursed his lips, and his eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of anger, mixed with an overwhelming murderous aura, which made people feel suffocated in an instant.

"Who are you?"

The man walked slowly towards the soldier, and as he moved, the shackles under his feet made a clanging sound, and the soldier couldn't help frowning, and subconsciously looked at the shackles under the man's feet.

It was only when the man approached that the soldier saw his face clearly, a handsome face that even gave people a delicate feeling, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, outlining a casual evil smile, which did not match his image of a prisoner at the moment, but it was strange that the soldier did not feel abrupt.

"Under Huang Yipeng!" The man arched his hand at the soldiers, and the aura of the rivers and lakes was fully displayed.

The soldiers couldn't help frowning slightly, and subconsciously turned back to find Wang Junwei's figure, but Wang Junwei was executing Caliter with the Blade team at this time, and he could still see others.

Huang Yipeng's eyes couldn't help flashing a trace of disappointment, obviously the soldiers were not mixed in the road, at least it means that they didn't come out to mix during the period when he was mixed......

"Let me go, I promise to do something for you!" Huang Yipeng looked at the soldiers with a smile, as if he was talking about today's weather with his friends, and he couldn't see half of his anxiety at all.

The soldier couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth, and a pair of sharp and cold eyes seemed to be a poisonous blade, which made Huang Yipeng smile slightly, frowned subconsciously, and made a defensive posture.

When Huang Yipeng reacted that he had added his defense just because of the eyes of the soldiers, he couldn't help but be secretly frightened, the young man in front of him didn't seem to be as easy to deal with as he imagined......

"Before I go back, I hope you have other reasons to convince me to let you go!" The soldier glanced at Huang Yipeng coldly, turned around and walked towards the Blade team.

A trace of surprise flashed quickly in Huang Yipeng's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

At this time, Kalit was already tortured into an inhuman form, a pair of dirty eyes full of despair and fear, and when he saw the soldier enter the cell again, Kalit suddenly struggled violently, a pair of cloudy eyes full of bone-eating hatred, eager to pounce on the soldier and break the corpse into pieces.

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