Qin Cheng said again: “Remember, the person sent to send He Yang on the road cannot be the one we are in the Suzhou-Hangzhou military camp!”
Ye Tianxing couldn’t help showing embarrassment. !
If you are the elite of the elite, the master of the master, and you have to be courageous and loyal, it is hard to find such a manpower.
Qin Chengdao: “If you don’t have a suitable candidate, go to the trench bar and find the ghosts!” The
trench bar!
The ghost of the battlefield!
Ye Tianxing could not help but his eyes lit up!
Trenches Bar is actually an ordinary bar that is not well-known in Suzhou and Hangzhou, and this bar is only open to members.
Those who can become members of trench bars are actually people who have been on the battlefield, either veterans or mercenaries.
The owner of the trench bar is called Han Wu. He once served as the commander of the special forces of the Eastern Navy. He was nicknamed the ghost of the battlefield.
Han Wu is aggressive and aggressive. He was expelled and kicked out of the army because of serious mistakes.
Han Wu was promoted by Qin Cheng, and he was very obedient to Qin Cheng.
Qin Cheng told him to go east, he would never go west; Qin Cheng asked him to kill someone today, he would never wait until tomorrow.
Qin Cheng said to Ye Tianxing: “The ghost guy is terrifying, and he has a group of subordinates around him. They are all his players at the beginning, and they are all first-class players.”
“You let them do it, they will definitely be able to do it. ”
Ye Tianxing said: “Yes!”
Soon, Ye Tianxing contacted the ghost of the battlefield.
The ghost of the battlefield immediately summoned a dozen of the most capable subordinates, and according to Ye Tianxing’s arrangement, went to Mannity to assassinate He Yang.
…
Mannity City, Military Camp.
Yash Nics and Wang Daofang are drinking tea in the office!
Dianchu walked in from the outside and said loudly: “Report!”
Yash Nics’s eyes fell on Dianchu, and asked faintly: “How is it, is that fellow He Yang willing to confess?”
Dianchu smiled bitterly: “Yes. No, because the young marshal ordered you not to use cruel physical torture to extract a confession, you can only use soft means to force him to speak, so the guy is still holding on and refuses to speak.”
Yash Nics said calmly, “After He Yang confessed, he There will be witnesses in court in the future.”
“If you use the torture of the enemy, it is estimated that after the torture, He Yang will not look like a man, and it will attract criticism.”
Dian Chu said: “Subordinates understand. ! ” ”
Young Marshal Do not worry, do not give what is now under the sun that guy sleeping 24 hours a day and ordered to continue to talk to him by his family and other factors, to exert psychological pressure him, force him to open. ”
Ning Smiled: “This is called boiled eagles. It is estimated that after a day or two, He Yang will have a mental breakdown and confess.”
Wang Daofang said: “Young marshal, it is late at night, or you should go home and rest first, there is news. We’ll tell you.”
Yash Nics shook his head: “No, I’m too lazy to run back and forth. I’ll stay in the barracks for a while until He Yang confesses.”
Wang Daofang realized that Yash Nics attached great importance to this. Things.
He quickly said: “Then I will order someone to prepare a place for the young marshal!”
In the interrogation room in the corner of the barracks!
He Yang was handcuffed and sat on a chair. There was a very dazzling spotlight on the tabletop. The dazzling light kept shining on his face, not only making him sweaty, but also making him unable to fall asleep. This is an invisible Torture.
Opposite him, sitting two soldiers, the old and the young, were sternly interrogating him.
At this moment, footsteps and abnormal noises suddenly came from outside the interrogation room.
Then there was a knock on the door.
The young soldier
went over to open the door: “Who…” The moment he just opened the door, the knife light flashed before, and he had been directly cut through his throat by the sharp blade.
He clutched his neck, blood still rushed out, and fell to the ground with a plop.
A man wearing a military uniform and holding a dagger, with a cold face, walked in with a few of his men.
He is the ghost of the battlefield, Han Wu.
