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He first subconsciously touched his pants, and after finding that there was no blood on them, he breathed a sigh of relief, realized that he had not lost anything, and at the same time hurriedly looked at the fat man in front of him with vigilant eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" The fat man said, "I'm just scaring you, after all—"

He licked his tongue and showed a weird smile: "I prefer pure love to force." ”

"But if you don't obey obediently, it's not impossible to force it, because this prison is quite strange, and you may sentence others to death for some small things, but for this kind of behavior of QJ, it is at most a warning, saying that it is my first offense, even if I have committed it many times, haha, it is really funny."

"So, Xiao Young, you might as well obey me, I see that your thin skin and tender flesh should have a very good taste, I will be very gentle, I won't let you feel pain, hehehe, hehehe." Speaking of this, his laughter became more and more obscene, as if Song Yingsheng had become his meal on his plate and was destined to be tasted by him.

But he didn't expect that the little white-faced character in front of him was a ruthless character who would resist, even if he looked like he had no strength at all.

Because Song Yingsheng's true combat strength has never been above his body.

He silently listened to what the fat man said a lot of words, and he got goosebumps a little when he heard it, and decided not to have more BB with him, after all, he felt that the most effective and fastest way to deal with this kind of perversion would never be communication, but force.

Some people should be afraid when they see death, and he thinks that fat men will be no exception, so he immediately took out a gun from the warehouse and aimed it at the fat man under his laughter.

"What!" The fat man was taken aback, and he didn't need Song Yingsheng's prompt, he raised his hands: "Don't shoot yet, I was just joking." ”

As far as he was concerned, he didn't understand where Song Yingsheng took out the gun at all, but now was not the time to figure out this kind of thing, he didn't want to die, so he naturally had to obey so that the 'madman' on the other side wouldn't shoot.

"You're joking." Song Yingsheng hehehe, looked outside the prison, and after confirming that no jailer had come, he continued to ask: "You tell me first, who are you, what are you doing here, why did I come here?" ”

"Let me answer the first question first....... "The fat man in front of the ghost gate is very honest: "My name is 'Fat Man' Jack, and Fat Man is my nickname, you can see why it's called this name if you look at my body shape." ”

When he said this, the 'fat man' Jack shook his stomach, as if he wanted to prove his words, and Song Yingsheng nodded and said, "Well, go on." ”

"Okay......." Jack continued to raise his hands, "as for what I'm doing here, it's just to help those special forces solve some difficult problems and refuse to tell the information, because different people's bottom lines are different, and some people can withstand a very heavy punishment--"

"But maybe because the family was threatened, they obediently told the information. There are also some people who are afraid that people like me, you know, will do those behaviors, so they choose to summon evidence, that is, they probably want me to test your bottom line to see if you will choose to tell those information because you are afraid of me. Jack said honestly.

But I have a gun...... The special forces must know that I can resist, because I have already demonstrated this technology to the strong man in the bathroom, and after listening to Jack's words, Song Yingsheng, who was holding a gun, was a little puzzled--

So why, are they throwing me here, is there any reason? Aren't you afraid that I'll be angry and beat that fat man to death? That's not a threat to me at all.

I can only say that they probably don't pay attention to the life of a fat man, even if I kill him, they probably won't care too much, anyway, they will die a scumbag, right? The real purpose should be the same as what the fat man said, which is to test my bottom line and see if it can scare me into telling the information directly.......

Song Yingsheng, who was holding a gun, thought about himself for a while and gave an answer.

At the same time, in the upper left corner of the prison, a blue object was slightly recording all this, and the commander of the special forces, as well as the strong man, was watching the scene there.

"He did pull out the gun anyway." The chief gave the strong man a thumbs up, "But we still don't really understand, how did he do this kind of space technology, how do I feel that he just took out such a big gun from his crotch." ”

"Sir." The strong man replied respectfully and with dignity: "You must have heard of an old saying, called the art industry has a specialization, of course we can't understand it, but as long as you show these pictures to the scientists, they may be able to understand it." ”

"Well, you're right." The chief nodded, "Then I'll go to those scientists, and thank you for your strategy, which allowed us to record that man's technique, and then all he had to do was the guerrilla list." ”

"He's sure to say it." The strong man seems to be confident, "We have more time than him, and we will definitely be able to catch his soft underbelly." ”

"When that happens, he'll naturally cry and beg us to tell us the truth."

The two laughed happily, only the passerby next to them frowned, and then forced a smile.

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The picture returns to Song Yingsheng's double prison, where he continues to aim at the fat man, but already believes his words in his heart.

"Looks like you didn't lie to me." He said.

"How could I lie to you, man, I've answered all the questions, can you put down the gun now?" Jack, the fat man, begged for mercy.

"Yes." Song Yingsheng stuffed the gun back into the warehouse, "But as long as you dare to approach me, don't blame me for making a move." ”

"No, no, no." The fat man nodded and smirked, and sat down in the corner, and said no more.

Song Yingsheng observed everything around him to see if he could escape from here.

But the process was not very smooth, because he had only been watching for a while, and then he heard footsteps outside, and it was the passer-by.

That passer-by, if you remember, has been interrogated by the special forces chief, but Song Yingsheng doesn't know what his identity is, only that he seems to dislike himself very much, and he talks about killing him every day.

And this time, he didn't hide this thought, looked at Song Yingsheng with disgusted eyes, and passed two dinner plates through the small hole next to the door, one to the fat man, and the other to Song Yingsheng.

"Lunch, eat it, you're dying anyway." He looked at Song Yingsheng and said.