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- Number 6 was speechless for a while. He didn't expect that the other party had such good skills. Between these two people, the one with glasses was as strong as an ox, and the one with the evil smile on his face had good leg skills. I believe it would be difficult to win against them in a few dozen moves with their fighting skills. burden. .
The guy with the evil smile snatched his pistol and aimed it at his head. No. 6 could only let go of his glasses obediently.
"OK, you won!" Number 6 said.
No. 6 never thought that he would be captured today!
This is definitely the most shameful and darkest day since the founding of Black Mamba. Two people were dispatched, not to mention a mistake, one was killed and the other was captured. It was a complete defeat. If this spreads out, the three members of Black Mamba will He would probably be hit to death with a piece of tofu.
"You are not from the Nuwa Group." No. 6 stared at the long-haired man who was slowly tying his hands behind his back and always had a smile on his face, and said.
"Is it important?" The man squeezed hard.
Number 6 couldn¡¯t help but frown. This guy¡¯s technique of tying people up was very professional, which made him miserable.
"Relax a little!" he said.
"Who?" the man asked, then tightened his grip a little more.
No. 6 stopped talking.
"Go by yourself, or should we carry you?" Changfa asked again.
Number Six knew the meaning of this sentence. He didn¡¯t want to have his legs broken, so he walked by himself and nodded: ¡°Go by yourself.¡±
The glasses didn¡¯t say a word from beginning to end. No. 6 couldn¡¯t help but look at him: ¡°Mute?¡±
Glasses frowned and then walked forward indifferently.
"I thought ** people don't know humor" The long-haired man kicked No. 6 on the bed.
No. 6 staggered a few steps and almost fell.
"Catching me will do you no good. You should know that the Black Mamba must take revenge." No. 6 gritted his teeth.
"My name is Zhou Xing!" the long-haired man said with a smile.
"What?" No. 6 was stunned.
"My name, don't you want to take revenge on me?" the long-haired man said, playing with the pistol slowly.
The man with glasses on the side frowned, seeming dissatisfied, but did not speak.
"Revenge is welcomeprovided you can run out." The long-haired man put away the pistol and said calmly.
After walking for a while, No. 6 suddenly stopped: "I need to pee!"
The long-haired man kicked him over: "The trick on TV, who are you trying to deceive?"
No. 6 staggered down and rushed down, but what was unexpected was that he suddenly kicked hard halfway down, jumped up, stepped on the fence at the entrance of the stairs, jumped in the air, and jumped down the stairs. The mouth flew down.
The long-haired man and the glasses looked at each other.
??Invariably, they chased each other to the stairs and looked down from above.
This is the fifth floor
No. 6 showed a sly smile in mid-air, and suddenly released his hands, took out a rope hook from his backpack and threw it upward in mid-air.
Mobei cursed and said! Can it be untied after being tied like that?
"Crack!" The moment he was about to land, the rope hook hooked on the stairs on the third floor. Under the pull of gravity, his body hit the wall on the second floor. Then he let go of his hands and jumped down. After rolling on the spot, He stood up as if nothing happened.
He waved at the long-haired man and the glasses.
"Zhou Xing, right? I'll be back." He ran forward quickly.
"Mobei" The man with glasses looked at the long-haired man very unhappy.
The latter shrugged: "He is looking for death."
"Bah!" As soon as the voice fell, No. 6, who was running on the ground, fell to the ground.
"Sniper?" No. 6 covered his chest and looked around blankly. A group of dark people surrounded him.
Second Olympics! He reached regretfully and tried to take out the hidden poison from his pocket.
But Hengli kicked him with a foot, and his right hand was immediately disabled.
¡°Then, some ruthless person suddenly hit him with a baseball bat. His head went black and he fainted. He was captured alive twice in one day. This was strange.
"I've been interrogating him all night, but I still haven't spoken."
In the early morning, the sun pierced the mist, Zhang Yang sat up with his upper body exposed, and Xu Danlu was sitting beside the bed.
"Morning!" Zhang Yang exclaimed and stretched out his hand to rub his shoulders. He was really tired last night. When he returned to the villa and took a shower, Yang Jing squeezed his body and he fell asleep.
As for the Black Mamba, who was shot in the chest by Tang Qiqi and then captured alive, he has already given it to Agou and the others.
But the interrogation would be inconclusive. He had already expected it. He just wanted him to taste the pain of flesh and blood.That¡¯s all.
As for No. 8, it has been handed over to the police.
The guy bled to death before he was sent to the hospital. However, his identity was found out. He was of Annan descent and had German federal citizenship.
Interpol confirmed his identity as the Black Mamba. He was suspected of a total of thirteen murders and at least thirty-two people died at his hands. If he were in China, it would be enough to sentence him to death several times.
¡°The man in Zhang Yang¡¯s hands seems to talk a lot, but in fact, nothing can be extracted from his mouth.
But this is just a routine interrogation.
With people in his hands, there are plenty of ways to deal with him.
Zhang Yang had breakfast and was going to see Agou adopt a new method to "have a chat" with that guy. Qi Xiaoxiao also came and wanted to go with him. According to her, although the police were not involved in this matter, there were Right to know.
But she promised that she would never say anything that shouldn¡¯t be said.
Zhang Yang thought for a while and agreed.
In fact, he really wanted to bring the Black Mamba incident to the police. He had experienced the strength of the Black Mamba. When two of them came, they would be in a state of panic. If it weren't for a group fight, they would really be unable to deal with it.
Before departure, his sister-in-law gave him good news. She sneaked into CIA and obtained the results of the joint operations of CIA, NSA and Europa countries.
More than 200 of the more than 400 international middlemen were investigated, and more than 40 of them were confirmed to be related to the killer group.
"However, several large international middlemen were let go intentionally or unintentionally, especially nrdpkcrfcc. They were let go after they canceled all international bounties. I suspect that if they had not reached an agreement with CIA If the agreement is reached, it means it has something to do with the US government or its allies I also intercepted a letter from Mossad to the CIA, hoping to lift the supervision of the FCC"
"Brother-in-law, do you want to continue the investigation?" Xu Danying said, "There must be something fishy here."
"Don't move for now. This time has aroused the vigilance of the Americans. With their skills, we can easily be caught." Zhang Yang frowned. Although his sister-in-law's words shocked him, they were not what Cai Bing expected. She had long concluded that those international middlemen must have backgrounds from various countries' secret service organizations, especially the CIA, Mossad and other well-known spy intelligence organizations.
To put it bluntly, if those international middlemen and killer groups were secretly supported by Western countries themselves, he wouldn¡¯t find it strange.
"After all, they have been running rampant for so long, but Interpol has nothing to do with them. No one is secretly protecting them, and they don't believe it even if they tell ghosts."
When they arrived at Qianshui Street, Agou and the others began to interrogate again after getting permission.
Zhang Yang was sitting in the isolation room next door, watching the interrogation results via video.
Zhang Yang saw the guy with a slightly deep voice on the phone. He was about 1.68 meters tall, with a dark complexion. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He also had a green snake tattoo on his right arm. However, the overall outline looked quite elegant, except That tattoo and the rest of it seemed to have nothing to do with the killer.
Agou explained from the side: "He was shot in the**, but the bleeding has stopped. We tortured him all night last night, but this guy talked to us in Annan dialect from beginning to end. No matter how we tortured him, it was useless."
¡°Let¡¯s get started, you are fully responsible today.¡±
Zhang Yang said to Agou, then hung up the Bluetooth and connected with Tang Qiqi. She used the shadow system at home to monitor the real-time picture.
"I know, boss!" Agou showed a sinister smile and walked to the interrogation room.
He waved, and four men in black walked in pushing some instruments and a row of potions.
Then one of them used an electric shaver to shave the guy's head, and then stripped him down to only his underpants.
? Then he was connected to various electrodes.
The guy just sneered and let Agou's men control him.
"What's your name?" Agou asked calmly.
The man muttered, and beside Zhang Yang, a beautiful female translator simultaneously translated: "Annan dialect, I am your father."
¡°Inject the dissociated hallucinogenic needle.¡± Agou ordered calmly.
A big man stuck a needle directly into the blood vessel in the guy's neck.
The man screamed, and Qi Xiaoxiao frowned: "Extorting a confession through torture, isn't this"
Zhang Yang regretted bringing Qi Xiaoxiao here, forgetting that she was a policeman, but she quickly adapted to her identity and coughed: "WellII didn't see anything."
After a few minutes, the Black Mamba's head became dizzy.
"Are you the Black Mamba Killer?" Agou asked.
The other party shook his head hard.
"no¡"
"You are, and you are Killer No. 7, right?"
"Hey, how do you know?" The man had a silly smile on his face.
Tang Qiqi told Zhang Yang: "He lied!"
"You are No. 4" "Are you No. 11?"
Five minutes later, the identity was confirmed, Black Mamba No. 6!
Zhang Yang¡¯s phone rang. After the call was answered, Xu Danlu said, ¡°There was an international call to the company, saying that they wanted to see you. I answered it and it was Black Mamba.¡±
Zhang Yang smiled in surprise: "At least there is one thing they don't know about me. They don't know my phone number."
The other party spoke in English with a British accent: "Mr. Zhang, I think we can talk."
"What's there to talk about?" Zhang Yang said lightly.
"No. 8 is dead, and there is another one in your hands."
"You mean No. 6? He will die soon." Zhang Yang said with a smile.
The other party was silent for a while, obviously surprised that Zhang Yang knew the identity of No. 6: "I admit that we were too reckless to take on this task. In fact, our committee of three also had a dispute. I was the one who objected, but money Blinded our eyes.¡±
The other party¡¯s voice was gentle and gentle, and he was a complete gentleman. If it weren¡¯t for the facts before his eyes, it would be difficult for Zhang Yang to imagine that guy as the leader of the most notorious killer group in the world.
"Sowhat do you want to do?" Zhang Yang asked. (To be continued.) - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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