Long Zhan twisted the meat screws for half a minute, and he inserted all the iron pipes that were only half inserted into them and poked them into the thighs.
My beard screamed for half a minute, and the sweat on my face dripped onto the ground like beans.
"Do you remember now?"
Long Zhan let go of the beard that was so painful that he could not move even when he lay on the ground. He thought that the beard would give in and honestly told him what he knew.
Unexpectedly, he bearded but did not cooperate. He yelled in a hoarse voice: "I have the ability to kill me, I want me to tell you the news, dream!"
"Want to stimulate me? Then die quickly? This provocation is too pediatric."
Long Zhan didn't even have the beard, so he opened the tool kit he took out from the trunk just now, took out pliers, screwdrivers, etc. from it.
He said slowly while holding it, "I like to play with people with hard bones the most, so that I can play for longer.
Don't worry, I specially brought two doses of morphine to make you last longer when necessary and will not let you die so easily.
The methods I am best at are not useful yet, such as pulling my nails with pliers, slice the genitals into meat slices, digging out the eyeballs and grilling them, inserting the screwdriver into your head and stirring..."
Long Zhan said with a smile one by one, his beard feeling like mountains pressing against his head, making him tremble all over his body.
The bladder has a strong desire to urinate, and I am eager to release the swelling emotions.
Until Long Zhan took out all the tools, picked up an utility knife and walked slowly towards him, staring at his lower body.
The beard could no longer be tense and completely collapsed.
He begged for mercy in a miserable voice, "Don't, please stop torture me, let me die happily, I can tell you what you want to know."
"It would be great if I was like this earlier, why bother pretending to be tough?"
Long Zhan took back the blade of the utility knife, placed the photo about 20 cm away in front of the beard, and asked, "Where did you take this girl to? Why not in that house."
The beard has completely lost its temper and just wants to avoid inhuman torture before death.
He explained tremblingly: "We will not keep virgins to do business, or sell them to red light areas, but will use them to sell them to high-end customers.
The girl in the photo is a "touch girl", and she is very beautiful and can be sold at a very high price, and many customers are eager to ask for it."
Hearing this answer from Beard, Long Zhan was both happy and angry.
Glad is Sophia's self-cleaning and self-discipline. In a country like Europe and the United States, the "touching girl" maintained by the status of "touching girl" has saved him from being injected with drugs and being subjected to inhuman torture like girls like Amanda.
What was angry was that Sophia was regarded as a high-end product and was sold by human traffickers. Now she didn't know where she went. It's more difficult to find her.
“Bao~”
Long Zhan slapped her beard angrily and asked in a roaring tone: "Did you sell her? Where did you sell her? Tell me quickly."
"I don't know, I don't know...ah--"
As soon as he said halfway through the beard, he was interrupted by the severe pain on his legs.
He cut a knife on his bearded leg with a utility knife, leaving a bloody hole of one centimeter deep. He asked again with a dark face: "Tell me where I am, I have limited patience, I will only give you three seconds."
The Dragon Battle had not yet begun to count down, and Los Angeles, who could not hold on, became loudly answered.
"St. Galli, she is in Saint. Galli."
"Is St. Galli a name or a place name?" Long Zhan asked.
"It's a person, Patrice St. Galley." replied Beard.
"Where can I find him?" Long Zhan asked.
"I don't know, I really don't know. This is not something I can manage. Please believe me, I really don't know." The bearded begged for mercy.
Long Zhan could see that he really didn't know about beard and didn't continue to ask useless questions.
The thumb slides and pushes the utility blade, and then throws the utility blade down and walks out calmly.
He murmured as he walked away: "All human traffickers deserve to die, and you are no exception."
"Ahem cough cough..."
My beard felt a chill under my neck. I wanted to speak but found that I couldn't say anything. I just felt a hot thing pouring into my throat.
When Long Zhan's back disappeared in the basement, the blood just spread out his bearded neck, and it turned from flowing into sizzling sprays.
...
Long Zhan left the basement and took a bus back to the city. On the way, he made an international call and then headed straight to the home of Vivek Condelau, the Internal Security Bureau.
What a man Patrice St. Galli is, Dragon Battle has no idea at all.
It is too difficult to find him in the huge international metropolis of Paris with his own strength, and it is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.
I called the Black Fox but didn't get any results.
A mere person who has a relationship with human traffickers is not worthy of the FBI and CIA of Tangtang World Police, who specializes in cross-border investigations and archives for him.
Although the black fox was unable to directly help Long Zhan, it provided a good idea for Long Zhan.
That is to find the "FBI" in Paris.
As the French law enforcement ceiling, the Internal Security Bureau has definitely conducted in-depth and meticulous investigations into all kinds of gangs, big and small.
Even if no one investigates the details, there must be some general files.
It is unrealistic to directly enter the internal security situation. Although Long Zhan’s personal combat power belongs to the human ceiling, he is not the Superman in Marvel.
Therefore, the Black Fox gave a good suggestion, which was to go to Vivek Condelau, deputy director of the Intelligence Department.
And he gave Condelao's home address.
As the deputy director of the Internal Security Bureau's specialized in intelligence department, he definitely has high enough power to access almost all domestic intelligence files.
As long as Long Zhan can control Kong Delao, it is a foregone conclusion to get the information.
As a target who has been wanted, it is naturally impossible for Long Zhan to directly kidnap Kong Delao's family. This will alarm the police and the internal security bureau, and it will be even more troublesome at that time.
After a little thought, Long Zhan came up with a good idea.
I specially selected a time when Condelau was about to get home from get off work, but it was not yet time for him to get home. I stuck to the door of Condelau's house.
The one who rang the doorbell was a young woman, about thirty years old.
According to the information revealed to Long Zhan by the Black Fox, Long Zhan guessed that the woman should be Kong Delao's wife, so he told him what he wanted.
He came to Paris to visit him on the grounds that he was a friend of Vivek Condelau and came to work and specially to visit him.
Chapter completed!