Ma Junjian drove away and fled. He was completely unfamiliar with the city of Manila. He drove around like a headless fly. The car was modified, with the front and rear bumpers strengthened, and the horsepower was strong, as if he was entering a no-man's land.

You can't escape if you just run away without counterattacking. Old Matthew dragged out a strange-shaped gun and threw it to Liu Kunlun. It was a Belgian P90 individual weapon. The fifty-round magazine had excellent firepower. He pushed open the door of the car and shot it in front of him. Several motorcycles fell to the ground and burst into a long list of Mars on the ground. However, more motorcycles rushed over with no chance. The roar of the high-powered engine and the sound of the bean-like gunshots were endless.

Three Land Rover vehicles were pinched and squeezed and collided, but what they did not expect was that the truck was equipped with explosion-proof tires and bulletproof armor. Although the bullets hit the car like an iron roof in a heavy rain, no bullet could penetrate the body of the car. Instead, the bullet fired by Liu Kunlun could easily penetrate the windshield and body of the Land Rover.

In the streets late at night, such a large-scale racing fire did not attract policemen, no police cars appeared, no sirens sounded, Manila seemed to have become an unguarded city and a paradise for criminals.

Old Matthew got into the cab to guide Ma Junjian to drive. He knew a safe house, but he had to get rid of the pursuers first.

Ma Junjian doesn't understand English, and old Matthew doesn't know Chinese. He relies on gestures to command. Brother Jian rushed left and right, and was unstoppable. He braked from time to time. The motorcycle immediately following him was caught off guard and followed him with a brake. The front wheel locked the rear wheel and raised it. The motorcycle thrust into the carriage. Liu Kunlun pulled the trigger with his helmet, and the helmet turned into a blood gourd.

It was originally a killing operation of wolves and tigers, but it turned into a unilateral massacre. The pursuers were killed and a large number of tickets were lost. The remaining motorcycle riders disappeared quietly, probably because of fear.

This battle with a start and abrupt end made everyone feel very nonsensical. After the analysis, it was concluded that on the one hand, it was a human factor, and on the other hand, it was a weapon factor. These killers were all locals in the Philippines. They used money to do things, and only had the sharpness of the first three axes. Once they were frustrated, they would be timid. The Philippines is a country with no gun restrictions. The civilian guns were flooded. These killers used pistols and *. The bullets were all nine-mm pistol bullets, and they were locally produced goods. The penetration and lethality were not high enough. Shooting on high-speed vehicles was all due to the probability of hitting. Liu Kunlun used the P90 produced in Belgium, which was extremely accurate. The 5.7mm small-caliber high-speed ss192 air-sharp bullet could penetrate 48 layers of Kevra. The penetration was terrifying. In addition, the courage to fight the beasts, the victory or defeat was naturally clear.

The pursuers disappeared, the scarred truck was staggering, and old Maxim was recalling the direction of the safe house. Liu Kunlun asked him to go to the carriage to watch the video played on the computer. It was Chris who made a gesture to the beetle surveillance on the roof to show his middle finger.

"This is a trap, but we still have a chance to turn the tables." Liu Kunlun was red in his eyes, "Kill one and get him back."

Old Matthew died a group of old guys. When he saw Chris' rampant provocation, the British ambition to fight when they encountered the enemy was burning. This resurgence was unexpected and feasible.

So Ma Junjian turned around and drove back. When he was about to get to the place, Old Maxiu got out of the car with a long bag. Liu Kunlun put on a bulletproof vest, loaded the gun and unsheathed the knife, and fought back all the way back. The truck directly knocked open the door. The Filipino security guards ran away without a single shot.

Sure enough, the super confident Chris did not leave, but there were far more than three bodyguards around him, but ten people. Liu Kunlun fell into the trap and immediately fell into the siege.

But the encirclement was soon torn a hole. When the roof approached the roof, Old Matthew held an AWP sniper rifle and circled the bodyguards with a scope, shooting one by one, neatly and neatly.

In the end, Liu Kunlun dragged Chris out of the big wardrobe, pulled his hair through the living room with blood-stained corpses everywhere, threw it into the car, and left.

...

An hour later, Chris, blindfolded, was taken to a safe house and tied to a chair waiting for interrogation. Liu Kunlun and Ma Junjian were both gunshot wounds. Fortunately, this low-intensity fire exchange was useless to use an automatic rifle, and he couldn't laugh if he got a rifle bullet.

After treating the wound, Liu Kunlun personally interrogated Chris, took off his hood, and slapped his big mouth without saying a word, making this handsome face look like a pig's head, and then he calmed down.

"Do you know how I will kill you?" This was Liu Kunlun's first sentence. He was disdainful of obtaining any evidence of crime. Chris and Shura would not only be very cunning, but also have a huge influence. It is a naive idea to expect the law to punish them. There is only one way, which is to wash blood with blood and pay for the blood debt.

"I can't kill you." Chris, whose cheeks were flushed, was still a mocking face, with a smile on his eyes, "Every time you kill me, it will make me stronger."

"Then try." Liu Kunlun pulled his gun and pressed against Chris' head, hoping to see a trace of fear in his eyes, but it didn't. Could this guy really have any magic?

"How to make a deal." Liu Kunlun tried to calm himself down, "I'll ask you a few questions, and if you answer me truthfully, I will let you die with dignity."

"What if I refuse?" Chris was still in the mood to talk.

"Do you know Lingchi? That's an ancient method. My skills are not good, but I will try to make you suffer as much as possible." Liu Kunlun said.

"I don't like it. Although I don't like it, I'm not afraid. I'll change my way of death." Chris shrugged indifferently.

"I'll say one." Ma Junjian interrupted, "I'm immature suggestion. Do you know the punishment of sandalwood? Find a hard sandalwood, sharpen the front, and stick it in from the kid's valley, and hold it up, so that he can use his body to slide down little by little. The pointed wooden stake is poked to the waist, the heart, and finally poked it out of his mouth. If you play well, you will die for seven days. You have to feed water and food in these seven days, so that it won't be fun if you starve to death."

"Haha, this is a bit interesting. In the Middle Ages, the Turks liked to use this method to kill disobedient Armenians, Greeks and Transvanians." Chris nodded in approval.

"Brother Xiao Jian, you are really a talented person." Liu Kunlun couldn't help but praise.

Ma Junjian scratched his head: "Actually it's not my creativity. I like reading. I have seen Mo Yan's sandalwood punishment in it. This is an ancient method I learned from him."

Old Matthew couldn't understand what they were saying, so Chris translated it to him in fluent English, and he was very trustworthy. Old Matthew praised him and said several Farks in a row.

"Just treat it as a game, I'll play with you, ask questions." Chris suddenly became interested.

"How did Luo Xiaoqiao die?" This was Liu Kunlun's first question.

"I killed it." Chris replied, "I am an archangel, and I exercised the duty of a priest, slashed the first knife in her throat, and her blood was sweet." He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, his eyes as cruel and ruthless as snake eyes.

"You killed the workers who decorate the altar, right?"

"Of course I won't do such a thing, they're going to kill them."

"You killed Wang Haicong, right?"

"you guess."

Liu Kunlun was furious. This guy dared to tease him until he died. It seemed that he was really fearless. But people had weaknesses, and Chris must be afraid.

"Brother Xiao Jian, this kid looks down on us, what should I do?" Liu Kunlun asked.

"Do it!" Ma Junjian responded viciously.

"Brother Xiao Jian, it's up to you, come on him!" Liu Kunlun noticed Chris' expression, and there was indeed a hint of horror.

Ma Junjian immediately untied his pants: "You can't say anything, I've had a little white face inside, and it tastes better than a fucking girl."

Chris changed his face: "No, no, I said, I didn't kill Wang Haicong,"

Old Matthew couldn't stand it anymore, "Are you kidding? Torture is not a transaction, and prisoners have no right to negotiate terms."

Liu Kunlun humbly asked for advice: "You always say what to do."

"Just do what you said." Old Matthew looked serious.

Chris was put to the ground. He was 1.87 meters tall, with a handsome and delicate face than a girl. He was thin and tender and had a buttocks. This appearance was a top-notch person, whether he was a duck in a white horse or a GAY circle.

Ma Junjian pounced on him with a lewd smile. Seeing Chris' desperate eyes, Liu Kunlun was satisfied and left the room and let Brother Xiao Jian play. He lit a cigarette and chatted with old Matthew.

"This is to completely defeat his self-esteem." said the old Matthew. "It is a very common method in torture. Lawrence was treated like this after being captured by the Turkish army, which led to his distortion of his personality. Of course, this is not the most cruel. I will interrogate him later. If you are interested, you can watch."

"I'm very happy to see him being tortured," said Liu Kunlun.

After finishing the torture, Brother Xiao Jian came out and lit a cigarette afterwards, and said calmly: "I've got anal fissure."

When Liu Kunlun looked at him again, Chris's face was distorted and he could no longer be proud. It seemed that humiliation was an effective means to attack him.

Now it's Old Maxiu's turn to end up. He first used some conventional means to warm up, such as covering Chris' face with a towel and pouring water on the towel, causing a suffocation, but this method seems to be ineffective.

"Let's go out to smoke a cigarette, you can play slowly," said Liu Kunlun.

After they finished smoking a cigarette, Old Matthew also came out, holding something in his hand and two blood-red balls of meat on a tissue.

"What's this?" Liu Kunlun asked.

"You often eat barbecue." Ma Junjian said, "It's that thing."

Even a tough guy like Liu Kunlun couldn't help but have a cold war. The elegant British gentleman was simply a devil when he started his ruthlessness.
Chapter completed!