Generally speaking, an agent who dares to die with the enemy without hesitation is a rigorously trained death warrior from the Giant Organization. People like this will not be as simple as having a high-explosive grenade.

However, although they are also very strong, they are still within the scope of human beings after all. Solo has long surpassed the scope that ordinary people can resist.

After putting the man down, in less than a second, Solo's fingers were stuffed into his mouth, and then quickly broke off a traited tooth, and at the same time, he found no hidden signal transmitting device from the man.

The two unconscious people were tied together with ropes, and on the windowsill outside the room, there was a body with a twisted neck.

Soro came over and sat in front of the computer. The program to crack the firewall on the screen was still running. The computing system had invaded the system in less than a second, but the intelligent program suppressed by Jarvis had already entered the sea like a fish, and in the blink of an eye it disappeared without a trace in the vast Internet.

"What a cunning guy, he ran so fast..."

Soro reached out and touched his mouth, muttering in a low voice.

"Mr. Solo, welcome you back! Thank you for helping me!"

The defense system of Stark Villa was activated again, and Jarvis's cold voice rang out.

"Jarvis, even without me, you can get rid of the other party! Teleport the picture just now to Stark and tell him that he owe me again!"

Soro was not stingy with his appreciation for Jarvis. There was no doubt that the other party's procedure temporarily suppressed Jarvis, but at the same time, as the human labor developed by Stark himself, Jarvis was silently tracking the other party's traces while being suppressed.

After saying that, without waiting for Jarvis to answer, he stood up and dragged the two guys tied up by rope down the stairs. During this period, one guy seemed to have woken up, but was cut on his neck with a palm, and there was no sound.

Soro spent 20 minutes clearing all the traces left by the three people in the house, then transformed into a ram pickup truck, pulling the three people out through a secret passage on the coast.

After driving for about twenty minutes, in the dark, he arrived at a abandoned pier that was very suitable for handling shameful things.

The dark and dark moonlight reflected from the sea. Solo was familiar with the corpse in sacks, tied it up with stones and threw it into the sea, and disappeared without a trace with a "splash...". He was not worried that the corpse would be discovered in such a serious place where people rarely come back.

Then he leaned there and hesitated as the remaining two men began to hesitate.

For Solo, it is very common to kill a few guys looking for trouble, but if there is no secret behind them, Solo would not believe it even if he was killed by these two agents who dared to invade Stark's villa.

Not to mention the ability to temporarily suppress Jarvis's intelligent technology, Stark is now a treasure that SHIELD is interested in. Even Thor is in trouble with the open and secret whistles around him. If there is no certain force, they will not even be able to pass the SHIELD level.

Digging out these secrets will become the target of the forces behind them. So, should I dig out it out? Or kill them directly?

As an agent, Vinson did not open his eyes immediately after he woke up. He quietly moved his wrists and immediately confirmed that his hands, arms and feet were tied tightly with ropes and trapped on the pillars. His technique was very professional and he could not move at all.

You can hear the sound of sea waves, and the humid air has a unique moldy smell of abandoned buildings on the seaside. Obviously, I am at an abandoned dock or seaside factory in New York.

The night was dark and the wind was high. This guy didn't kill him immediately, which means that he wanted to get something else and no trace of the other two companions was found around him. This is another bad news.

After a deep breath, he made a decision in his heart and gritted his teeth hard, but was shocked to find that the poison sac with the characteristics in his mouth had disappeared. There was no doubt that this discovery made him feel cold.

However, although his movements were very small, he could not escape Solo's sharpness. In the darkness, a terrifying scarlet light flashed through Solo's eyes. He walked over and squatted in front of Vincent. The biting cold water sprayed out from the water pipe and poured on his head.

And below him was a rusty sink. At this moment, he was like a back-plant planting onion, his head was not in the sink.

Vinson struggled violently, but because he was tied up, he could not move at all.

"Your name?"

Soro asked deliberately in electronic voice, and the hoarse voice sounded very intimidating in the darkness.

"Who are you?"

The cold and cold water soon flooded his forehead. Vincent struggled violently, but did not answer Solo's question. Instead, he tried to dominate the topic according to his experience and also found a way to send a distress signal.

Soro grinned, "Hehe!" and laughed strangely, then answered his question and said, "You can call me Luo, can I repeat my question, your name?"

Soro picked up a piece of rusty iron and patted Vincent's face. The cold and rough touch made Vincent shudder. He pursed his lips and said quickly in a stern warning tone.

"Trust me! It is not a good thing for you to ask anything from me! No matter what your relationship with Stark is, killing me and escaping here immediately is your best choice."

"Very good, I like guys with backbone so we can play slowly! I once knew a guy who was as firm as you, but when we reached the seventh game, he wanted to tell me what posture he and his wife were in at night."

"Of course, we happily played twenty-one interesting games in total, and then, I mercifully killed him. Two little mice crawled into his anus and then bit through his stomach..."

Soro said slowly, his tone as if he was chatting with an old friend. Vincent's eyes trembled. He could tell that the person in front of him was telling the truth, but it was precisely because of this that made him feel scared.

"Waterboard! It is a criminal law that government forces often use because it will not leave any evidence scars, but what we want to play is not this, it is just to keep you awake, believe me, I have enough experience for people like you..."

When the cold water just flooded Vincent's forehead, Soro turned off the switch of the water valve, and his scarlet eyes stared at Vincent's eyes.

"Now, I'll repeat, your name?"

Vinson's body was stiff. He had seen many sadomasochists and bloody madmen. Even within their organization, there were many Gao You who were good at interrogation. He felt that the guy squatting in front of him was far more terrifying than them.

A calm and orderly interrogator is the most terrifying thing.

"Vincent Vincent Damon, my name."

"Vincent, we've started communicating, aren't we? Come on, let's start the game! The first question, what are your favorite songs?"

Vinson was stunned for a moment, as if he hadn't reacted suddenly. Solo would suddenly ask such an insignificant question, but the next moment, the pain in his heart was directly transmitted from his fingertips to his brain, and the rusty iron piece in Solo's hand slowly inserted into his nails.

Vinson screamed shrillly, his body struggled, the so-called ten fingers connected to the heart, just this time, made him sweat all over his body, but his hands were tied to the railing and he couldn't move.

"You hesitate, the game failed!"

Solo was cold, shrugging his shoulders like a demon in hell, and then slowly pulled out the iron piece and asked again

"Let's go to the next question, let's talk about your hobbies first. What else will you do besides work?"

"My do nothing! Hell! You bastard!"

"What a pity, the answer is wrong!"

Just like chatting with a friend, Soro finished speaking lightly, Vincent screamed again, and then Soro's voice without any emotion rose and fell again

"Next, go to the next question."

About ten minutes, Solo asked a lot of colors that he liked, brothers at home, their usual hobbies, and these seemingly insignificant questions. Vinson's crazy shouting was gradually weakening, and his ten fingers and toes slowly penetrated outwards. Solo stretched out a finger and shook it in front of him.

"You crazy man...what do you want to know?"

Vinson cursed hoarsely. In the darkness, he could not see Solo's face, but could only see the scarlet gaze that was as cunning as the demon of hell.

"Okay! I'll only ask once before the second game starts!"

Soro shrugged. In fact, he overestimated the guy's ability to withstand, or, after the last practice, his interrogation skills have improved sufficiently.

"Tell me, your identities?"

Vinson swallowed, then splashed his saliva, howled with a rapid speed

"SHIELD! Damn it! We are from SHIELD, you crazy, you are in trouble, do you know? We are agents of SHIELD, and you dare to attack and abuse law enforcement officers, and you will face a global wanted..."

"You are lying!"

Vinson roared hysterically and questioned with awesome momentum, but the slight hesitation in the deepest voice did not escape Solo's eyes. After he completed his wonderful performance, Solo spoke to tear his random fabrication apart, and then Vinson glared in horror.

"No, no, no...I didn't! Hell! I didn't lie..."

Soro squatted in front of him, and had already guessed about his identity. His scarlet eyes stared at his panicked eyes. After a few seconds, Vincent had already avoided his eyes guiltily.
Chapter completed!