Soon there were some people watching on the side of the road, and it was as if he hadn't seen it. I don't know if it's because he has accumulated too much resentment and needs to vent in his long-term monitored life, or if he has been under too much pressure in the recent period, in short, he needs a way to vent. There is no doubt that tossing an informant who has deceived himself is undoubtedly a good way to decompress. He walked over to the little man and glanced at the sharp leg bone that had pierced the muscles from above his knee, and Xiuen sneered a few times, and the laughing guy's body shook violently.

"Come, keep running, as long as you can run a hundred meters from here today, I can ignore what you deceived me about before, and I will take you to the hospital." But if you can't run a hundred meters, you know what you're going to do!"

Not to mention a hundred meters, even ten meters is a very difficult thing, the pain tortures this poor fellow all the time, he clenched his thighs tightly with both hands, and looked at the blood that continued to ooze from the wound in horror, Durin suspected that he was not listening to what Xiun said at all.

Sure enough, when he looked up at Xiun with tears in his eyes, there was only dazed in his eyes except hatred and fear, and Xiuen lifted him up again with some shame, and then pushed him hard again. Poor fellow, whether he wants it or not, his broken leg will bear some force in the process of falling. It's not about control, it's an instinct that's been built up over the course of thirty-four years.

He fell to the ground again with a miserable howl, pinching his thigh and rolling in pain, and there was a sound of snorting from the crowd of onlookers.

Xiuen looked up at the crowd of onlookers around him, these passers-by who didn't know the truth took a step back, and he realized that he was no longer an agent, he was the main person in charge of an agency, and he was also a "face" figure. He glared viciously at the guy on the ground, grabbed his good leg, and dragged him into the car. The guy struggled weakly a few times in the process, but unfortunately after a few intimate touches between his face and the soles of Xiun's shoes, he gave up his futile resistance.

When people saw that there was no excitement, they naturally dispersed, and the two cars drove out of the city one after the other. The unlucky guy lying on the bottom of the back compartment cried and begged for mercy, but Xiun seemed to be determined to erect a model this time. If you want to blame, you can only blame him for his bad luck, he hit the muzzle of Xiu'en's gun, and became a typical "example" for Xiu'en.

The more the car drove to the suburbs, the louder the guy's begging for mercy became, and he was afraid that Xiuen would slaughter him in a bad situation in the suburbs and bury him somewhere else. The more timid a person is, the more he cherishes his life, and if it weren't for the inconvenience of his legs, he would have been eager to crawl out and kneel in front of Xiu'en to ask for his forgiveness.

The car finally stopped at the edge of the city circle, and the outside of the road was covered with wild grass, and if it was summer, there would be many low shrubs and some tall plants, which would cover the wilderness tightly. Seun dragged the guy out of the back of the car, then took a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it for himself, then pulled out his pistol. He said to the guy's other intact leg, "If you don't want to spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair in prison, what valuable information do I think you should provide, such as who made you give me a wrong piece of information and delay my inventory of the warehouse?"

The unlucky guy with a cold sweat only answered a little late, from the time Xiun finished asking and the time he began to answer, there was less than five seconds in between, a bullet pierced his thigh, the hot shell penetrated his thigh and remained between his skin and the sand, he didn't feel the pain of the gunshot wound first, his body trembled, and a stream of fishy yellow liquid overflowed from his crotch.

"The second time, who made you give me the wrong information, what his name is, where he lives, and where he likes to hang out. If you still make me wait, the third time my bullet will penetrate your head, you have three seconds, now you can answer!", Xiun raised his arm to look at the watch on his wrist, and before he could tell the first number, the guy immediately returned to his answer.

"His name is William, he lives next to the 'Kang Lai Le Club' two hundred meters north of the corner of 7th and 5th Streets, he spends one night in the club every day, you can find him there!", he lunged forward and hugged Xiun's leg, almost causing Xiun to shoot him in the head, "Please, do you see how much blood I am bleeding? I am very dizzy now, and the wound is numb, I am very uncomfortable, please take me to the hospital, I feel like I can't last much time!"

Xiuen shook his legs, but did not shake them off. He scares the unlucky guy away with his muzzle, then shakes his head and says, "Not enough, not enough, go on, I've been deceived by you more than once!"

Sometimes this brutal method of law enforcement is the most effective far from the core of the empire, and even though it may make people think that what Xiuen is doing is too much, these people eat it. Here, if you enforce the law in a civilized manner like those "civilized" cities in the core of the empire, this guy will not only not cooperate, but will also be very likely to find trouble with Xiuen. The farther away from civilization, the more barbaric it becomes. It is precisely this barbarism that is the law of life that the people living here fear the most and believe the most.

The unfortunate man's fear of death led him to give three names, William being just one of them, a bartender named Glenn, and a teacher named Louland.

Having received the answer he wanted, Xiun dragged him into the car again, and then, with his expectant eyes, walked over to Doolin's car, opened the door and sat in.

"I want to congratulate you on regaining your freedom, how about it, does the taste of losing your freedom make you feel that freedom is so beautiful?", he took out a cigarette and handed it to Durin, and then took a deep puff of his own, "See? The whole city is full of such people, sometimes I really want to send them to prison for decades and hundreds of years, it's better not to come out for the rest of their lives, let them rot slowly in it!"

"You also heard what he said just now, do me a favor, that one named William, you help me check to see whose orders he obeys, I'll go find the other two guys, and I'll trouble you here." ”

Du Lin understood the meaning of Xiuen as soon as he heard it, generally speaking, the first person to be confessed has two special factors, the first is that this person may be an unimportant little minion, who does not know anything valuable, and with the help of such a confession, he will not be held accountable if there is a real problem in the future. The second is that this person may have some kind of hatred with him, and he hopes to be able to repair this guy with the help of Xiu'en's hand.

No matter what it is based on, or if he is really telling the truth, it means that William is not an important person, and he needs to find the most important one!