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But I saw this man looking at Hou Dasheng and saying softly, "Well, let’s start with the simplest, what’s your name, occupation and hobby."
"I’m terrible," Hou Dacheng said to the man in Mandarin with an expression on his face. The man’s face remained the same, but he saw that the white man on his right had hit a box with dim lights, and he could see that the box contained handfuls of swinging knives.
There are probes, hammers and even saws. The doctor looked at Hou Dasheng and said softly, "We all know that you can speak English. You understand what I said and you are not going to answer my questions. This is very good."
Only to see the doctor look like a man stretched out his hand on his right, and the white coat immediately handed him a scalpel. The doctor went to Hou Dacheng and adjusted a Hou Dacheng chair to make him bend over and face his arm directly.
The scalpel "Z" is very sharp. This white coat is lightly scratched and directly cuts the scarlet muscle tissue of Hou Dacheng’s hand, and then it is exposed to the air. The stabbing pain makes Hou Dacheng feel stuffy and snorted.
The white coat didn’t stop, but he reached back again on his left. The white coat didn’t know when he hit another box and took out a pair of pliers and handed it to him. "I know this pain is of no use to you. You are a tough guy."
"So I decided to intensify it-believe me, you will enjoy this game very much." The white coat said with a scalpel and gently avoided the blood vessels in Hou Dasheng’s arm. It was like cutting steak along Hou Dasheng’s muscle texture.
Hou Dasheng’s face can’t stop sweating, his hands and feet are shaking, his arm muscles are being cut in front of you, and the other person is deliberately cutting your muscles slowly. This kind of pain will make many people crazy. The more he trembles, the more painful he is.
He bit his teeth to stop shaking. The white coat didn’t seem to care what Hou Dasheng was doing now. He clamped Hou Dasheng’s muscles with pliers and then gently pulled up to cut the skin and muscles. The scene was immediately bloody.
"I call a doctor, but you can call me a doctor," the white coat said without looking up. "I won’t ask you any more questions. If you want to talk delicious, if you don’t talk, we will continue."
Chapter three hundred and fifty He is a tiger
Hou Dasheng, with a small wire behind his tweezers, is now bloody. His skin has been cut from his arm to his thigh to his chest, waist and abdomen. I have to admit that the doctor is really a doctor who is familiar with the human body structure. He easily avoided the blood vessels in these places.
Then cut the muscles, and every place is the most painful position of the human body. Those forceps are holding Hou Dasheng’s cut muscle tissue, and blood keeps flowing out of Hou Dasheng’s body. Hou Dasheng can’t help shivering.
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But every time I tremble, the pain will increase by one point, and the pain that eats into the soul is almost devastating.
"Click" a slight sound and a pair of tweezers finally shook in Hou Dasheng and tore a small piece of muscle. Then it was like a signal, and small tweezers kept falling off Hou Dasheng’s body. The same thing is that they all tore small pieces of muscle from Hou Dasheng’s body.
Hou Dacheng didn’t faint as soon as the blood gushed out, but the doctor waved his hand and saw his left assistant immediately stop bleeding for Hou Dacheng. Hou Dacheng trembled and sprayed blood all over him like he didn’t want money. He looked bloody as if he had been fished out of the blood pool.
"You are really a tough guy, but this is" the doctor smiled lightly. "We will continue soon."
Today’s interrogation is obviously impossible, but the doctor didn’t let Hou Dacheng’s eyelids be propped up with tape. He didn’t allow Hou Dacheng to have a rest. This is also a kind of forcing the doctor and his assistant to leave and two strong men in black came in.
They held their arms and watched Hou Dasheng perform the duty of guarding.
"This information is really worth a green card." I looked at the stacks of files in my hand over and over again. Buck took a deep breath and even Denton, who was used to saying strange things, stopped talking at this time. He took those files and briefly looked at them.
Then I read a few copies before I threw a file over my forehead and said bitterly, "Boss, how did we provoke this monster? Damn it, how did those bastards provoke him? I said it was not a good thing to provoke jackals, but the men in the bureau didn’t take it seriously."
"Now is not the time to complain. The horse told them never, never to let the little one die or be disabled." Buck sighed deeply. "I want to go back to Washington immediately and tell these old men in the bureau that they are fart in Washington. Without us to do field work, I have no doubt that the monster will kill us all. Damn it, Lu Song told a lot of lies, but this time it is true."
At the same time, in a high-end hotel in Kigali, the capital of Rwanda, the giant wolf, the head of the jackal, sat at a table with his head down, and on his right was Lu Song. These two people had similar postures, but both of them bowed their heads.
In front of them is a Chinese man who looks over 30 years old. This Han is very tall, with a height of more than one meter. He also lowers his head, but unlike the giant wolf and Lu Song, their primary school students who saw the teacher, this Han still has a momentum like a tiger even if he lowers his head.
No one dares to sit at the table roots around them in the whole hotel. Even if some people push the door, they will leave in a hurry. It seems that there is a sense of avoidance that makes them feel more natural than the fear creatures, so they choose not to step into this hotel.
"The gun you sent me was good. Thank the little girl for me." The man with his head down finally spoke. His voice was hoarse with a low baritone, while he spoke English with a cockney accent. The English giant wolf could not tell the difference between what he said and what people in London said.
When this Han said this, the giant wolf got up involuntarily and said, "It’s good for you. This incident is all caused by our mistakes."
"I was trained to be sent to the army." The Han slowly looked up when he heard the giant wolf’s words, but he saw that the Han had a water chestnut face and sipped his lips. The lines were sharper than resolute eyes, and his black and straight eyebrows looked more like two hunting knives.
But see him to the giant Wolf with the wave, "sit down and talk."
"I haven’t finished practicing yet, so I found someone to run to Africa." After the giant wolf sat down awkwardly, the Han took out a cigarette and lit a fire for him with a flattering smile. "I think the child has to come out for a walk to see what the world is like. Besides, what trouble can he have at the construction site?"
The Han turned his eyes and saw the giant wolf. Suddenly, the giant wolf had a feeling of being pegged by a ferocious beast. At this moment, he felt that he was a prey that had fallen on the mouth of the ferocious beast.
"I didn’t think it was a good idea, but I told you to take advantage of it." The Han smiled. When he smiled, the giant wolf felt that his body pressure had plummeted and he took a deep breath. After that, the giant wolf heard that the Han continued to take care of himself. "It’s better to learn something with you. It’s better to kill more people if you practice something for a generation."
Han said, he played the ash. "People don’t know what it’s like to kill people until they kill them, and then they know how to live. If you can’t keep it at home, you have to throw it out into the water and the fire drips. Once the knife, axe and hammer are eaten, people will know how to live if they break their heads."
"The company commander Dasheng is in somebody else’s hands now." Liu Song’s fat face is wrinkled and pathetic. "You are here."
"I know you have a list in your hand. If Dasheng dies, it’s his life. I just want to find some people to be buried with him." This Han ha ha smiled at the giant wolf. "Do I want to welcome the wolf pups into your jackals?"