Can you answer our Mr. Freelancer question now? The salamander asked Brontë.

"Fat Oil Becky!"

Brontë was also a ruthless man, so he scolded angrily at that time and took out a gun from his body......

Unfortunately, before he could aim his gun at anyone, he was kicked to the ground by Kuroda Toshiro and his gun was confiscated.

The people in the field thought that something was going on in the room and wanted to come in to check, but Kuroda was pushed out with the captured gun.

"Honey, this old bastard is very hard on the bones, please let me hurt him a little more." The salamander asks John for instructions.

John waved his hand lightly and waited for Brontë to finish vomiting.

Kuroda Toshiro's kick was really heavy enough, and the kick in his stomach didn't kill him on the spot, which was also a great blessing for him.

John crouched down and said, "Why bother, old man? I just want to ask you something, and I don't have to suffer so much if I answer honestly, in fact, we are all civilized people. ”

Civilization your lungs!

Brontë hated the John trio to death.

Not only did they trick him into coming here, but the one raised by Biqi also poisoned his face, and another eunuch with a ponytail even punched and kicked him, how could he look like a civilized person.

But there is a good saying, it is called to be a good man and not suffer immediate losses, and those who know the times are handsome.

If he was still so ignorant, Brontë knew that he might have been hurt even more.

Brontë could only give in: "What do you want to know?" ”

John glanced back at Toshiro Kuroda.

Kuroda Toshiro took the initiative to come outside the room and stood on guard.

John pulled out a tape recorder.

Inside the tape recorder is a conversation between the phantom and the mysterious man.

After the analysis of the computer master Shi Xian, the other party did not encrypt the voice in this call, which means that the content of the call is the mysterious person himself.

This mysterious man even has a good relationship with the leader of the world's leading Phantom Legion, and if he is not found and dealt with, John will not be able to live in peace for the rest of his life.

He played the recording of the call twice to Brontë and asked, "Did you hear me clearly?" ”

The call has been cut to include only the voice of the mysterious person, and the voice of the phantom has been filtered out.

"Hear me." Brontë replied inarticulately, his face was so swollen that it had affected his pronunciation.

John asked, "Who is he?" ”

Brontë asked rhetorically, "How do I know?!" You just give me a call recording, not even a photo or anything, how can I help you tell who this person is? I think you might as well go to your country's CIA or the CIA. ”

John patted him on the head, "You're not honest, some people say you know the identity of the person who recorded this recording." Also, if you can find someone else to solve the problem, we won't come to you, you listen to it twice, think about it again, and if you really can't remember, it proves that you are useless. ”

Brontë immediately became nervous and asked, "What will happen to me then?" ”

The salamander replied in John's place: "It will not be good, but your face will fester, rot to the bone, rotten until you die." ”

Brandë immediately shuddered uncontrollably at the thought of that tragic situation.

John turned on the tape recorder again and said to him, "Listen carefully twice, and your fate will be in your own hands." ”

Brontë was sweating all over his forehead, scraping his stomach and racking his brains to find someone in his memory who sounded similar to the voice in the tape recorder.

"It's a pity that our Mr. Brontë seems to have dementia, and he hasn't remembered who this person is in our missing person notice, so forget it, let's go."

John beckoned the salamander to turn around and leave.

"Don't ...... Don't leave! ”

Brontë covered his face and shouted, "I remember! I really remembered! ”

John looked back, "Really? You didn't lie to me? ”

Brontë swore an oath: "I really don't dare to lie to you, the man in the tape recorder is a bit famous, he is the governor of Marban County, and the city of Comé County is his subordinate." ”

John asked, "You really didn't lie to me?" ”

Brontë hurriedly said: "I really don't, I have received a batch of medicinal herbs where before, and I have the honor to meet with the governor." If you don't believe me, you can find the news of the governor's speech on the Internet. ”

John immediately made a gesture to the salamander, and the salamander took out his mobile phone to search the Internet on the spot, and soon found a news video of the speech of the governor of Maban State.

It doesn't take a closer look to hear that the governor's speech is the voice of the mysterious man on the call.

John said to himself, "It's not easy, I finally dug you out...... It's just that I don't know what kind of grudge this governor has with me, and he actually instigated so many killers to kill me. ”

John searched the memories of his predecessor, and he couldn't remember what missions his predecessor had carried out in this country, and he couldn't fight with the governor of Maban at all.

However, since the governor has made it clear that he wants John's life, it is necessary for John, as the master of this plane, to touch this super gift package.

"Salamander, since our dear Mr. Brontë answered the question very correctly and got full marks, you can help him to get rid of the poison."

Before leaving, John instructed the salamander.

The salamander took out two things from his body and handed them to Brontë, "Take it externally and internally, and it will reduce swelling in half an hour." ”

"Thank you, thank you."

Brontë was busy thanking and immediately medicated.

By the time the medicine was being applied, the John trio had quietly left.

Half an hour later, the swollen half of Brontë's face had subsided and returned to normal.

"Sir, do you need us to call the police for you?" The people in the field asked Brontë tremblingly.

"Where did you just go, the policeman?" Brontë asked angrily.

He pays so much security tax every year, and gives so many gifts to George's fat pig, and if something happens, the people in the security station are useless.

However, these turtles are very good, and when they see that things are beyond expectations, they will hide far away, and come back to clean up the mess when the matter is over.

There is no way, the unspoken rule of Kemei County is like this, whoever has the big fist has the right to speak, and those who do not have the right to speak can only live in the cracks.

"Fake, find someone for me to extinguish the fire, I don't want a copycat." Brontë said.

The meaning is understood by the turtle man anyway.

Gui Gong's face was embarrassed, "Sir, I'm not the only one here, the Martinez brothers just sent someone today, but she is not in good condition......"

"Less nonsense, I'm very hot now!"

Brontë had just suffered so much anger at the hands of the John trio that he could only vent his anger elsewhere.

The turtle had no choice but to take Brontë to meet the woman.

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