Alva's face was full of stubble, and he sat in a chair with two assistant police officers standing next to him, his hands handcuffed.

"Explain the exact point where the goods are being shipped, and maybe I'll make you suffer less. Yiyun played with the pen cap in his hand, and his gaze fell on Alva deeply, as if to see him through.

Alva rolled his eyelids, and he leaned back in his chair, as if he didn't mean to answer.

Yiyun's eyes sank, isn't this stutter timid?

"It seems that you have never seen the trial method of the spear god Yiyun. With his hands on the armrests, Yiyun stood up from his chair and circled Alva with a gun in his hand.

You can see the horror in Alva's eyes, his lower body is trembling slightly, but he still bites and does not speak.

Alva was afraid of death, but he was even more afraid of the way the dark ones dealt with traitors, either by burning them with fire and feeding them to their dogs, or by stabbing them to death...... He had seen a traitor burned half to death and then dismembered by a hungry wild dog, each of which was a nightmare he could not have imagined.

Yiyun suddenly approached Alva, bowed his head in his ear and exhaled, his eyes looked at Alva with a hint of sadness: "Your companion ran away without regard for your life, and the suitcase you gave was filled with fakes, you guys are really a failure." ”

Yoshiyun shook his head, the dagger in his hand scraped against his ear, sending chills through Alva's heart.

"Horses... Le Gobi's, this... These little bunnies turned out to... Dare to play Lao Tzu, watch Lao Tzu back... How to collect... Pick you up!" Alva was completely enraged by Yiyun's words, and scolded Antoye and Night Rain.

"You... You're holding it really... Goods to complete the task to receive... Rewarded, old... Lao Tzu is squatting here... Hell!" Alva continued to stammer, scolding as if no one was around, not paying any attention to Yoshiyun.

Yiyun nodded with satisfaction, put the dagger in his hand on Alva's head, and spoke: "Then tell me the truth, maybe our police will release you if you behave well." ”

Hearing Yiyun's words, a gleam flashed in Alva's eyes. Freedom is the most extravagant thing to be a killer. He fiddled with his fingers, his heart was very conflicted, and his brows were furrowed, and he wanted to say it but didn't dare to say it.

"Ahh

Alva screamed in pain, but Yiyun pressed his head like a pincer, unable to struggle for half a minute.

"It's too late to say now, or your other ear ...... It's going to be the same end. Yiyun held the dagger that was still dripping with blood. He flipped Alva's head over and stabbed the blade in the other ear.

"I said... I said..."Alva hurriedly begged for mercy, and the hero did not suffer the immediate loss, but the poisonous hand that escaped first.

A satisfied smile appeared on Yiyun's cold face, threw Alva back on the wooden chair, sat straight on the wooden table, crossed Erlang's legs and spit out a word: "Say." ”

Alva's face was full of panic, and he couldn't help but touch his ears, which were still spurting blood, and his face was already pale with fright.

"Now... The one in Antonye's hand... Batch goods, should... The conference in South Africa... Pretoria Hausfonden area... of casinos. Alva stammered.

......

South Africa. Pretoria. It's a completely Europeanized city, and the streets are almost entirely white.

The streets are bustling, the streets are clean and the scenery is beautiful. Flowers and trees are flourishing, and it is known as the "Garden City".

In the heart of the city, the church square is bustling with a statue of Paul Kruger, surrounded by a fountain filled with bright potted flowers. It's not lively.

From October to November every year, flowers bloom and fill the entire market. The city is holding a lively festivities.

Suddenly, there was a loud explosion from the church floor, followed by several gunshots, and the white man who had just been talking fell to the ground.

The square exploded, and the crowd panicked. A car stopped in place, and the people who fled in a hurry were hit by bullets, and the potted plants in their hands fell to the ground and shattered.

Several masked terrorists began to attack maliciously when they picked on the large number of people. Woman in elegant costume screamed, coffee and pastry on the table knocked over.

There was chaos in the square, and several men in black came out from behind the trees with guns in hand, shooting wildly at the dense crowd.

People fell in screams and cries, and what was once a lively and harmonious anniversary turned into a nightmare in an instant.

On the top of the church, Yiyun stood in the corridor, staring coldly at the heavily armed terrorists, setting up a sniper rifle, aiming the scope of the gun at the head of a man in black, and pressing his fingers lightly.

"Bang!" An abrupt voice sounded, and the body of the man in black trembled violently and fell in a pool of blood. Several other people reacted instantly and hid in the shadows.

Yiyun's eyes swept away, and he roughly determined the hiding place of the three terrorists, and moved the sniper rifle on the ground to its location.

There was another burst of gunfire, and a vigilant terrorist went limp, his head blood-red. The horror on the faces of two more terrorists can be clearly seen.

Yiyun didn't want to startle the snake, but when he saw innocent people dying under the guns of terrorists one by one, he still couldn't help but take action.

The two terrorists in the shadows looked at each other and ran in two different directions in tacit understanding.

Yiyun's arm moved quickly, and he shot a running terrorist, and by the time his gun was pointed at another, the terrorist had already crossed the street and disappeared into the alley.

"Damn! Yiyun slammed his iron fist on the iron railing, picked up the gun on the ground and put it on his shoulder.

Union Building, home to the South African government and presidential palace, is a majestic granite building.

"What! That's what happened to you when you went out to buy a pack of cigarettes!" Andrews was in the conference room, his face blue with anger, and his tall nose made him look a little more serious.

Yoshiun's actions will certainly warn the terrorists in the shadows, so tonight's operation will be much more difficult.

"Yiyun, you have completely violated the organizational discipline by doing this privately!I will cancel your operation tonight!" Andrews pointed at him angrily, his shoulders trembling slightly.

Yiyun sat at the other end of the conference table, he leaned back in his chair, and replied nonchalantly: "Colonel Andrews, I don't seem to be your team member, so you don't need to arrange it." Besides, when I see those innocent people being killed, isn't it even more shameless than a terrorist to take action?" (To be continued......