Super Special Forces King

Chapter 68-The Pride of the Country

"Oh, so many brothers and comrades, only five people passed Huangquan Road in the end."

Zhang Feng put on a brand new combat uniform, and said with a sad expression. How many comrades-in-arms along Huangquan Road paid sweat and blood, screamed, yelled, and struggled, but never flinched. Everything that happened along the way seemed to be vivid.

"They are all true soldiers, the pride of the country." Yan Wang said.

Zhang Feng looked at this instructor, who had always called special forces as rubbish, and he had such a high evaluation of the **** in his mouth.

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When plainclothes stood at Lao Zhuang, they couldn't help but stunned at the door of the bathroom.

Lao Zhuang tied to a bathroom stool can be described as horrible, with singe all over his body, his expression maddened by the torment of drug addiction.

Seeing the person walking in, his eyes were slanted, his mouth was dazzling, and the corners of his mouth were dripping with saliva, like a madman, as if to choose someone to eat.

The plainclothes swallowed, the corners of his mouth twitched twice, and he said, "This should be the drug dealer codenamed Lao Zhuang, right?"

"should be!"

"Niang Xipi, this inside method is really cruel."

"Don't talk about it, take it back quickly, the director is still waiting for interrogation!"

Plain clothes put the black hood on Lao Zhuang's head, untied him, escorted him into the car and returned to the Yangcheng Drug Enforcement Administration.

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Early the next morning.

"Prepare for action, rebels, kill on the spot!" Hell's order came from the headset.

Entering the commercial vehicle filed, Zhang Feng's face was also painted with oil.

He didn't know how to describe his current mood, he was nervous, and there was a trace of fear.

Killing on the spot means killing someone!

After swallowing, Zhang Feng's breathing was a little short.

Except for Zhang Feng, everyone in the car has seen blood killing people. Li Jian gently patted Zhang Feng on the shoulder, and whispered: "Can a drug dealer with countless crimes count as a human being with his hands covered in blood? Killing them is like killing a chicken, without any psychological burden."

Knowing that Li Jian was comforting himself, Zhang Feng nodded slowly, but the tension in his heart did not abate.

He tightly grasped the cold assault rifle in his hand, but his palm was already covered with sweat.

"Zhang Feng, from now on your codename is an actor! Don't listen to Tyrannosaurus!"

Yama, who was sitting in the co-pilot, said softly, and the voice was transmitted through the headset to the earphones of everyone in the car: "What kills chickens? We kill people! What are we? We are Huangquan team from hell, we are To kill the gods from the underworld, our task is to send these criminals who endanger the world to Huangquan, and into the eighteenth **** forever! Huangquan trembles, and evil spirits demand their lives. That is the name of our team!"

Hell's domineering and killing words penetrated Zhang Feng's ears and smashed into his heart, and the tension immediately dissipated.

"That is, why should I be nervous about killing a few drug dealers. The crime they committed was that they would be shot for five minutes without hating it. Mad." Zhang Feng cursed secretly in his heart. The tense and rigid expression on his face gradually dissipated, and he was replaced with a scornful smile.

The judge who drove the car said: "Don't laugh, you kid, Director Yuan has already complained to us that you abused the suspect. Tsk tsk tsk tsk, I saw the photos he sent, your kid is too cruel. It's bald."

Feeling relaxed, Zhang Feng's chatterbox also opened, and after a second laugh, he said, "The judge, can you not slander me? I did this, but you and Professor Yan Wang. After capturing the enemy, he will get it in the shortest time by any means. Valuable information. You must not deny it. If the blame comes down from above, you and Hell will have to give me back the blame."

"Very well done!" Yan Wang commented, and then said, "What other ingenious methods of torture can be said."

When Zhang Feng heard this, he rubbed his palms and said, "Then I can talk."

"I think the root of torture lies in fear! The body's ability to withstand pain is stronger than the spirit. As long as you create enough fear, you can break through the mental defense of the interrogated person and take the initiative to reveal all the information you know."

Seeing Li Jian, Chai Chong and others are looking at him with interest.

Zhang Feng sneered and said, "For example, if the captured captive is a man, we can prepare an old goat and a bottle of sesame oil. Do you know what to do next?"

The roots of Chai Chongqi's teeth are itchy. If it were not for the task now, he would definitely have to compete with Zhang Feng.

"This method is good, but there are too many things to prepare. What should I do if I can't find sesame oil in the wild?" Yan Wang said.

"It's okay, I have other ways to ensure that you are satisfied with Hades."

Hearing Zhang Feng's words, everyone felt a twitch in their hearts, wondering whether Zhang Feng's head could be decorated with serious things.

"It’s not difficult to get a few mountain rats in the wild. Put the mountain rat in the helmet and buckle it on the captive’s belly, and then keep tapping the helmet outside. The frightened mountain rat will find the soft belly inside. Big hole..."