Take Wei Heren back to Wei Dongbao's home.

The map shows that the red dot has not moved much. Maybe there is a body lying at home.

This spy was also very hard-working. He actually endured this kind of life for three years.

The brain is really crazy!

After he dies, he must be sent to the Jingguo Sacred Toilet. Hehe.

so……

Be careful in everything. Just in case something happens.

If the spy has a grenade or something on his body and it suddenly goes off, he's doomed.

Decided to let Wei Heren lure the other party out.

"Cuckoo!"

"Cuckoo!"

Wei Heren imitated bird calls nearby.

After a while, the red dot started to move. Then he walked out of the door.

Zhong Yang and Cao Mengqi immediately pounced on him from left to right. Yang Zhi and Luo Yiming were responsible for holding down the target's hands firmly.

Press down.

Bundle.

Put a rag in your mouth.

The movements were completed in one go. The spies were not given a chance to resist.

After controlling it tightly, I took it to the room and searched it carefully. I found nothing. It was probably not in this room.

There are so many brick houses and ruins nearby. It can be hidden anywhere.

Wei Dongbao was still struggling desperately.

Because of the excessive force, his neck was completely red, his veins were bulging, and his eyes were burning.

"I am Liu Heizi!"

"I want to borrow some money from you!"

Zhang Yong patted the other party's shoulder to express comfort.

Using the identity of Liu Heizi can often make Japanese spies relax their vigilance. At least the resistance is not that strong.

Whether this identity is true or false is irrelevant.

As long as you don't say that you are a member of the Fuxing Society Secret Service, that will be fine.

Sure enough, Wei Dongbao, who was struggling desperately, breathed a sigh of relief. His eyes were half-convinced. He turned to look at them, as if he was trying to determine their identities.

In fact, he couldn't judge. But there was a glimmer of hope psychologically. Hope was purely robbed.

Zhang Yong waved his hand and asked Cao Mengqi to release the rag from the other party's mouth.

"I know you are Japanese." Zhang Yong said bluntly, "If you don't want to be known by the Fuxing Society, just cooperate."

Wei Dongbao's movements were stiff for a while, and finally he nodded slowly.

The other party is not from Fuxing Society?

It seems really not.

There were only five of them. Not a big group.

If the Fuxing Society arrests people, there should be a large group. There will definitely be more than five.

Quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Yong pointed at Wei Heren again, "This brother said you are rich."

"I..." Wei Heren subconsciously wanted to deny it. He really didn't say it. But in the end he didn't dare to say it for fear of being beaten again.

He now somewhat believes that the other party is a gangster.

Because these people were too rough and would beat him at every turn. He was beaten very badly.

Wei Dongbao lowered his head, seeming to be thinking about something.

Obviously, he didn't believe that the other party simply asked for money. The other party came too strangely.

The most terrible thing is that the other party actually knows that he is Japanese. This is a disaster for him.

"I just want money, not my life."

"..."

"As long as you are obedient and cooperative, I won't make things difficult for you. When I become successful in the future, I will definitely repay you twice as much."

"..."

Wei Dongbao remained silent.

Zhang Yong, an idiot like Zhang Yong, didn't even believe a single punctuation mark in his opening statement.

How can things be so simple?

Zhang Yong also knew that the other party didn't believe it. But it didn't matter.

Now that they are all here, the oil must be squeezed out of the stone. Otherwise, he will really fry the opponent's skin, remove the bones, and then throw it to the dogs.

After all, you are also a spy, and you don’t even have a few hundred oceans. It’s too shabby. What’s the point of living? Go die!

"I count to three..."

"one two three……"

"ah……"

Wei Dongbao screamed.

But it was Zhang Yong who inserted the knife into his thigh.

Sorry, he doesn't know how to use torture. There are no torture tools here, so he has to start with three swords and six holes.

What do the three swords and six holes on TV look like? They seem to be punctured?

Alas, he wasn't strong enough. He couldn't pierce it.

"Don't, don't..."

Wei Dongbao took a deep breath and desperately begged for mercy.

The pain made him want to roll all over the floor. Unfortunately, it was useless. He couldn't move. He couldn't even roll. He could only breathe hard.

He lowered his head and watched helplessly as the dagger was inserted into his thigh, and blood gurgled out.

"Three cuts and six holes, this is the first cut..."

"How is it? How does it feel? Does it hurt? Can you bear it?"

"If you can bear it, one more stab. What do you think?"

Zhang Yong is polite and slow.

It seemed that the effect was average and the Japanese spies did not give in.

Sure enough, such low-level spies have a strong tolerance for pain, because they themselves live a miserable life.

Pull out the dagger...

The blood flows faster.

Raise the dagger...

"Wait! I said!" Wei Dongbao suddenly said.

"Say it!" Zhang Yong still held up the dagger. He would stab him again at any time. The target was the other leg.

However, Wei Dongbao became silent again.

Zhang Yong shook his dagger and asked people to push Wei Heren over.

Put the dagger into Wei Heren's hand and let him stab it.

Wei Heren:???

Wei Dongbao:???

The expressions on the two people's faces suddenly became strange.

Wei Heren was shocked and frightened. How dare he stab Wei Dongbao with a dagger?

"idiot!"

"you dare!"

Wei Dongbao cursed angrily.
To be continued...