Zhou Yu lifted the killer up and twisted his hand towards his car. The guy even thought about resisting but was suddenly held down by Zhou Yu again. His uninjured hand and neck felt like they were stuck.

The force was so strong that he couldn't resist at all, so he was dragged into the car.

Such a place is not suitable for interrogation. With two people in front of him and one behind him in his hands, Zhou Yu couldn't believe it. He couldn't ask anything. It didn't matter if he couldn't ask. He could make up random things. He had to see what else the CIA had to offer.

How many people can be sent here?

Sitting in the back row with the restrained guy, Zhou Yu rarely showed a deep and cold smile to the killer, held him down, pulled off the guy's headphones and put them into his own ears: "You can hear it, right?

, I don’t care who you are, but I will definitely find you all.”

In a command center on the other side, more than a dozen people fell into silence listening to Zhou Yu's voice.

It failed again. This time they had sent out the strongest killer they had, but failed again.

Of course, the operation cannot be 100% successful, and failure is acceptable. But what they cannot accept is that they have lost another killer, and he has fallen into the hands of Alex Joe.

Ever since the Stumbling Block Group got involved with him, many people have fallen into his hands, including many directly, including the original congressman, and even more indirectly.

It can be expected that more people and things will be involved in the future. Now their identities have been guessed. Even if they can't guess, they know that Zhou Yu will definitely be able to find a way to get out of the captured killer.

Something was dug up, and now things get even more difficult.
Chapter completed!