What a stupid name... Lin Tuo complained in his heart, sitting leisurely in the chair, even crossing his legs, and said calmly:

"You must understand your identity. You are now my prisoner, so you can only be interrogated by me."

After a pause, Lin Tuo asked the first question: "What's your name?"

silence.

In the room, the girl bit her lips and turned her head away after hearing this, obviously showing a tough attitude of refusing to cooperate.

"Your name?" Lin Tuo asked again, then clicked his tongue, suddenly his eyes moved, the steel pipe in his hand was picked at the girl's neck, and a metal necklace was pulled out.

"Ah! What are you going to do?" The girl shrank back in fear, but it was probably because of the wound, and she groaned in pain.

Lin Tuo ignored her and forcibly pulled off the necklace, discovering that it was not a decorative "necklace" but an identity tag.

There is a piece of brass-colored metal hanging from the bottom of the necklace, with crossed swords on it and the words "Floating Doomsday" written on it.

Turn it over, and there is a string of codes on the back, as well as a name that is very different from the wasteland style:

"Hua Xi? What's your name?" Lin Tuo raised his head and asked.

The girl didn't speak, she just raised her head harder.

It seems so.

Lin Tuo thought to himself, feeling the remaining body temperature on the necklace, he continued to ask:

"What is Floating Doomsday? An organization? The name sounds like.

Well, I guess it's the force you belong to?

So, the Huishan Group you just mentioned should also be the name of some forces? Where do the soldiers who captured you belong?

Tsk...I won't encounter any confrontation between the forces of the wasteland group..."

Listening to Lin Tuo's chatter, the girl named Hua Xi's eyes became more and more confused.

She was keenly aware that this mysterious man probably wasn't lying.

After all, right now, I am like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered... So, is it really unclear?

But how could this happen?

Forget about the old eastern districts, they are just small local forces.

In this era of inconvenient communication, it is normal not to be known.

But I have never even heard of the Gray Mountain Group and Floating Doomsday, but they have such strong combat power. It is really incredible.

Thinking of combat power... Huaxi's doubts deepened.

Through the battle just now, she has confirmed that the opponent's strength and fighting skills far exceed her own.

It can even be said to be crushing.

But "combat experience" seems to be extremely lacking.

This is also the reason why I almost managed to escape despite risking my life.

Yes, Kong has great strength and skills, but he seriously lacks "experience".

The other party's young face was completely devoid of the ferocity and violence of the Wastelanders. Even with a straight face, he still looked gentle.

All in all, it's very weird.

Moreover, brother, you are interrogating me!

If I don't answer, according to the routine, shouldn't you be tortured?

Like amputating arms and legs or something like that?

Or insert the steel pipe into the stove, heat it, and then insert it into yourself?

What is the rationale behind the elated analysis you made there?

Will you interrogate prisoners?

Do you want me to teach you?
Chapter completed!