The ensuing criminal trial lasted more than half an hour.

The old guns, sticks, fists, and whips took turns on the field, sweating profusely, but still not digging a word out of the opponent's mouth.

He casually threw the baseball bat on the ground with a clatter.

"It seems that, as we guessed before, the tuxedo should belong to the most sophisticated agent equipment, which is of great significance, and it must not be easily exposed."

Haruko looked at Du Fulin intently.

It seems that the other party is embarrassed and covered in blood, which arouses her great interest.

She pretended to be serious and behaved the same as usual.

But Lao Gun has already seen that the suppressed emotions of this perverted woman are approaching a critical point.

That rich killing intent came out of his eyes, like a hand stretched out from hell, which was terrifying.

"Didn't we expect this outcome for a long time? After all, he is a senior agent of the CIA, and he will never be like a gangster, who will break an arm at random and tell everything like a bean.

If you want to ask something, you need to prepare for at least 15~20 days, and according to my research report, if you use the normal torture sequence, even a person with strict training has more than half the chance of speaking. ”

Haruko couldn't help licking the corners of her mouth: "Why don't you hand her over to me?" ”

The old gun didn't bother to pay attention, pulled up his coat and threw it on his shoulder, turned around and left.

"Just don't eat it!"

When he walked to the door of the basement, the old gun suddenly stood up again, turned around and said: "Don't forget, the signal jammer can only be used until tomorrow morning, once someone passes by at dawn, it is easy to attract the attention of the police."

Also, I'll get rid of the big nose in a moment, and then you can move him to the safe house. ”

Haruko wrinkled her little nose and snorted: "What a ruthless man, Jackie Chan is your idol!"

The old gun didn't answer, pushed the door and left the basement.

Seeing the door closed, Haruko's beautiful face gradually collapsed, and the tenderness and sweetness mixed with killing intent in her eyes were about to flow out, and she muttered, "What a cold man!"

Warehouse –

She lifted her red skirt, and on the outside of her slender and white thighs, two special dog-leg knives were tied.

Whether it's the angle, the depth of the blade, or the ratio of the blade to the handle, it seems to be custom-made.

Haruko's small palm grasped the handle of the knife, and it was a perfect fit.

She turned her head to look at Du Fulin, and laughed like a silver bell: "Good brother, let's play a game!" ”

Haruko clicked on her phone, and a loud waltz came out of the speakers.

Amidst the deafening music, Haruko wields her twin knives and dances.

Under the cover of the music, there was a faint scream.

The old gun closed the door of the basement with an indifferent face, and the sound was directly blocked.

This is a specially customized soundproof wooden door when buying a safe house before, and the effect is not bad.

After isolating the basement, the villa returns to the atmosphere of an ordinary family.

From the time of the car accident to the present, just two hours have passed, and all parties should have received the news.

What he has to do now is to disguise himself as Du Fulin and return to the villa and take Jackie Chan's body with him.

The old gun deliberately did not wash off the blood stains on his body, and came directly to the bedroom, glanced at the surveillance screen, and Jackie Chan, who was sitting on the ground in a daze, was expressionless, and pressed the red button.

The sudden eruption of anesthetic gas startled the stunned Jackie Chan, and then he became furious.

He yelled like madness, his eyes bloodshot and a mixture of madness and fear.

The old gun didn't turn on the radio, so Jackie Chan's words didn't come out at all.

He just stood quietly in front of the monitor, silently watching Jackie Chan jump like thunder from the very beginning, fall to the ground and gradually lose consciousness.

After waiting for more than a minute, the old gun pressed the ventilation button, and watched the TV screen, the white mist gradually decreased, and he took out a throat cutter from his arms and held it in the palm of his backhand.

Just let him prepare to open the alloy door, and when he ends up dropping the protagonist of the movie.

The side walls exploded, and several American GIs in different costumes, armed with rifles, rushed in with standard tactical maneuvers.

The explosion happened so suddenly that even with the experience of the old gun, he was startled, and subconsciously threw himself behind the bed with his head in his hands.

But it wasn't until the American GIs rushed in that the old gun noticed that something was wrong, and a fierce fish jumped forward and rolled over, trying to smash the window and jump out.

But he didn't expect that a big foot wearing military boots was waiting there for a long time, and kicked him back with one kick.

The old spear was like a prawn, and it flew out three or four meters away with a hunched body, smashed on Simmons's mat, and was bounced away by inertia, and the big strip slapped on the ground with a bang.

As soon as he wanted to get up, several black holes and muzzles were pressed against his head, and the old gun didn't dare to move in an instant.

The old gun secretly smiled bitterly in his heart.

Sure enough, it was still too reckless to deal directly with the CIA agents.

Gao Ning came out of the crowd, and at the first moment he saw the old gun, his eyes suddenly changed slightly.

For the first time on the red alert page in my mind, a red point of light representing an enemy appeared.

Gao Ning resisted the urge to ask now, raised his hand, and immediately two American GIs rushed up, first quickly searched his body, and threw aside all the bits and pieces of the old gun.

After that, he tied his hands and feet together with ropes, and the whole person was tied directly to the legs of the bed.

The old gun never said a word, and looked at Gao Ning with deep eyes.

Gao Ning glanced at the monitor screen and was speechless for a while.

Damn, the real protagonist was tied up by them a long time ago.

The American GIs quickly searched the room, and just as they were about to approach the basement door, Gao Ning's face changed, and he actually saw a gray point of light suddenly jump into the garage in the red alert page.

Immediately after that, the roar of the engine was heard, and a black official car smashed directly into the garage door, and rushed into the street like crazy and disappeared.

The American GIs smashed the basement door, and a minute later, they brought out Mr. Dufulin, who was covered in blood and had been tortured to the point of being inhuman.

"Sir, only he was found."

Gao Ning only glanced at it, then waved his hand and asked them to take it aside.

When the other party came out of the garage, the gray point of light that was harmless to people and animals suddenly turned into a red point of light, and the word Haruko was displayed on it.

With this change, Gao Ning didn't care about the one who ran away.

is so conspicuous, sooner or later he will be able to catch him again.

The old gun noticed Gao Ning's attitude towards Du Fulin, and suddenly his heart moved, and said, "You are a member of the Angel Squad?"

"Huh?" Gao Ning was stunned for a moment.

"Oh, sorry, that's my name."

Seeing Gao Ning's reaction, the old gun had a little idea in his heart, he took a deep breath and said lightly: "Although I don't know how you found it, but if you lose, you lose, if you have anything to ask, you can ask directly!" ”