Wind Rises in Dragon City

Latest website: At around two o'clock in the afternoon, Su Tianyu hurried back to Longcheng with Lao Hei and Hou Guoyu.

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Manchester City, an interrogation room on the second floor of a single building.

Lao Yang, who was born in a reckless family, did not enjoy special treatment at all. He was stripped of his clothes, and his arms were hung from the iron chains on the roof of the shed. His whole body was in a semi-floating state, and only his toes could slightly touch the ground.

Four men of European descent, wearing shirts with their sleeves rolled up, stood beside Lao Yang, holding various torture tools in their hands.

Lao Yang was almost tortured to death. He was drugged and physically abused. Even the two egg **** in the center of his crotch were covered with electric shock tablets.

Blood dripped from his cheeks, and Lao Yang convulsed in pain.

Zhang Baofeng sat on the chair and looked at him: "How about it, why don't you say it? What kind of friendship do you have with Lu Feng? Is it necessary?!"

Lao Yang lowered his head and did not respond.

Zhang Baofeng walked up to Lao Yang, put his hands behind his back, and asked with a sullen face: "You are related to Lu Feng by blood, why do you have to take care of him to death?"

Lao Yang raised his head slowly, the scar on his forehead was still bleeding.

Zhang Baofeng stared at him: "I told you everything, as long as you explain it, nothing will happen. Your Changqing Branch will also get a sum of money, and it will be managed by the unified department in the future. Are you not satisfied with this price? Then what do you want, you say it yourself!"

Lao Yang looked at him and asked back, "I... I confessed... How can you judge Lu Feng?"

Zhang Baofeng was taken aback when he heard this.

"I will have nothing??! You want to confirm that Lu Feng is engaged in espionage in other areas. Then who is he doing? I am one of the main criminals... If you don't sue me first, how can you sue Lu Feng? Do you think I'm stupid?" Lao Yang spat out blood: "You don't need to waste your time, I won't say anything!"

Zhang Baofeng gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand and pinched Lao Yang's neck: "Then you want to die!"

"Look at my mouth shape!" Panting, Lao Yang raised his head, and cursed very crisply: "Fucking hell! Do you understand?"

Zhang Baofeng's face turned red.

"Do you know what the sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes are?! Do you know what morality is?! Do you think anyone who talks to me can agree to be included? Lu Feng is my friend, understand?" Lao Yang looked at Zhang Baofeng: "I No matter how big or small, it will take a while, and there are thousands of Chinese laborers under him! I don’t believe it, you dare to beat me to death!”

"Hehe!" Zhang Baofeng pinched Lao Yang's neck hard: "Your mouth is really hard!"

"No...no way!" Lao Yang's face turned red from being pinched, and he replied hoarsely: "If I don't have a pair of good teeth, can I gnaw out such a big industry in Manchester?!"

"Boom, boom, boom...!"

Zhang Baofeng punched Lao Yang several times in the mouth.

Blood spots the size of walnuts collapsed and flew densely onto the ground. Lao Yang's body was hoisted up, dangling back and forth, and passed out directly.

Zhang Baofeng shook off the blood on his hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "Continue to spray him with medicine, use anti-espionage interrogation equipment, and ask a technician to make him confess!"

"Yes!" The person next to him replied.

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five minutes later.

Zhang Baofeng left the interrogation room, took the phone, and dialed the number of the upper management.

In Washington, in the Office of the Chief of the Central Bureau's Fifth Division, a middle-aged man of Chinese and American mixed race reached out and picked up his mobile phone: "Hello, Xiao Zhang!"

"Director Gwen, I encountered a little resistance here. Lao Yang from the Changqing branch is far more stubborn than we imagined. He refused to explain the fact that he and Lu Feng engaged in espionage activities." Zhang Baofeng said with a slight frown: "I'm going to take the medicine."

"The video of his confession needs to be processed. It is best to synthesize it. The prosecution cannot find that he confessed his crime while taking drugs." Gwen crossed his legs and said softly: "Because the court This method of interrogation is not approved, and it will be very troublesome to operate."

"Yes, I understand!"

"How is the talk with Wu Boxin?" Gwen asked.

"The talk is almost over. The old fox compromised after his son appeared."

"OK, I will go to Manchester City after I have a meeting these two days, and I will leave it to you to deal with it."

"Yes, sir!"

"that's it!"

The two ended the call, and Gwen got up in a neat military uniform and walked to the grooming mirror.

Gwen, whose real name is Chen Zhenhua, is thirty-six years old this year. His father is a high-ranking official in the Chinese Legion, and his mother is a native of District 1.

Chen Zhenhua is of mixed race, and his parents are both handsome, so although he has a middle-aged face, he still looks very attractive, and because of his family relationship, he has been promoted one after another in the military intelligence department.

Do not underestimate the position of Director of the Central Bureau! First of all, it is very difficult for ordinary Chinese to be employed here, because the Central Bureau is the core of military intelligence in the entire district, and the administrative level crushes units such as the Tsingyi Bureau, so the "purity of blood" is emphasized here.

If Chen Zhenhua was not of mixed race, it would be difficult to climb to this position.

Moreover, the subordinate units of the Central Bureau are all department-level departments. It is actually very difficult for a man in his thirties to become a leader in this place. First of all, he must have outstanding connections and abilities.

Chen Zhenhua has a special personality. He doesn't like outsiders calling him by his Chinese name. People in his work unit also call him Gwen. In order to cover up his black hair, he even goes to the barber shop to dye it all day long. I was thinking about how to cut off the relationship with the Chinese Corps and draw a clear line.

It is precisely because of this that he can soar all the way!

After talking on the phone, Chen Zhenhua left the unit by car and went to the headquarters for a meeting.

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dragon city.

The Operations Department of the General Bureau brought out four men from the special prison, two white men and two Chinese.

The car drove all the way and returned to the headquarters of the General Bureau.

It was past four o'clock in the afternoon.

A white man was escorted to the interrogation room, and he looked up at Old Hei.

"Let him sit." Old Hei ordered lightly.

Two officers from the Operation Department stepped forward ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and sat down the white man.

"I remember you can understand Chinese?" Old Hei asked.

The white man hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly.

"I have no other request, just let you call your hometown." Lao Hei got up, took the phone and walked forward: "Tell your superiors directly, if they mess around and detain our deputy director in spite of the legal provisions , then things will be troublesome."

The white man looked up at him without saying a word.

Old Hei bent down: "Dragon City is no different than other places. We have the final say on the judicial process here. If the second district insists on detaining our deputy director! Then you will be executed, but the reason announced to the public is that you disobey the prison. Management, take the initiative to choose suicide! Do you understand?"

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Longcheng, settle down.

An Qiqi came down wearing camouflage sportswear, held out a document, and handed it to her father: "Dad, look at this!"