"If you make a grudge with Xie Wendong this time, it means you have to declare war with the world's largest gangster. If the king is scared, we still have room for maneuver."

After hearing Bian Fei's words, Baghdadi, Donglin, and Isis Colonel Yuriozelov's face immediately became cold. Later, the two men even felt a little worried about Bian Fei. You must know that King Baghdadi was not afraid of the US army and Iraqi government forces. He was afraid of the words of the gang Bian Fei. He simply didn't take Isis seriously. How could King Baghdadi, who had always been very angry, bear it?

Unexpectedly, Baghdadi's face was gloomy for a while and then immediately cleared up: "My time is precious, Major Bianfei, don't waste time here. My goal is to build an eternal kingdom, and I don't care about anything else." "Your Majesty the King said it well, since that's the case, let's do it boldly. Mr. Donglin, this person should have never seen you, so I hope you can pry open that person's mouth." Bianfei said to Donglin.

Donglin Caesar was an extremely evil person, and the methods he used were all kinds of strange things. He opened his mouth evilly, and laughed like a crow in his mouth: "Major General, after finishing his business, can you give him to me? I have not eaten meat for so many days, I miss you very much."

Although Bian Fei is not a good thing, he still has an indescribable disgust towards Donglin. He shook his head: "I hope Mr. Donglin doesn't do that. It's useful for us to keep him."

Donglin let out a rattle again and shrugged his shoulders: "It's so disappointing, it's so boring." He stood up with some disappointment and said to the three people present: "King, Major General Bian Fei, Colonel, you three wait for me for ten minutes. Within ten minutes, I must know what Xie Wen Dongyun is."

He went to the small dark room where Chekhov was imprisoned. Jiang Sen used torture and liked the set of equipment in the operating room. In addition to various accidents, it was also extremely small and sharp. Donglin forced a confession, so he just brought a set of tableware without that set. In the eyes of others, this was a process of prying open other people's mouths, but in the eyes of this pervert, it was a process of enjoying delicious food.

This kind of punishment is not only a torture to the body, but also a torture to the human heart. Think about it, eating a piece of meat on your body alone in front of you will feel even more uncomfortable than death.

Chekhov was just an ordinary weapon expert. If he was asked to dismantle a bullet and study a weapon of big size, he would be very good. But if he was beaten and resisted pressure, he would not be everyone at all. Donglin just said a few words, but before he could really "open a meal", Chekhov poured beans into bamboo tubes and knew what to say.

This cannot be blamed for Chekhov being too weak. If you want to blame, you can only blame Bian Fei for his eyes being too poisonous and he picked the softest persimmon to start.

Eight minutes later, Donglin Feng returned to the room where the three of them were. Before he could speak, Bian Fei asked first: "Mr. Major, did he say it?"

Donglin Caesar's face was gloomy and calm. He sat back to his original position as if he was scared. Seeing his expression, the so-called King Baghdadi spoke: "No." "No." Donglin Caesar shook his head vigorously, and then slowly said: "I know everything, I know everything."

"What is it for transportation?" the three of them asked in unison. Donglin Caesar slapped the table like a storm, and a strange howl like a neurotic: "We will never guess that Xie Wendong, a bastard, actually has the courage to transport nuclear bombs, and it is a second-generation third-phase nuclear warhead." Next, Donglin told all the important news he knew about, such as the buyer, seller and price.

"What" Even a person like Baghdadi who has seen the world cannot believe his ears. Xie Wendong is so brave that he dares to transport nuclear warheads in war countries. Bian Fei was also very shocked. The reward for transporting nuclear warheads was 200 million US dollars, which is much more than his life without eating or drinking.

Before the other three people came to their senses, Donglin was already dancing. He gritted his teeth, tense his face, and said ill-fatedly: "Xie Wendong, you have today, have you thrown me into prison? I'm going to let you die in Iraq this time."

Baghdadi quickly smelled the fragrance of this big cake. If he had taken it into his hands, he would have the confidence to directly confront the international community. Not to mention a small Xie Wendong, even the US government would have to be humble and lower his head. Baghdadi always felt that he was cruel and decisive, and this person rarely laughed. But now, he had laughed two or three times without realizing it.

He opened his arms and said to the three of them solemnly: "I will leave this matter to you. No matter what the price you pay, you will have to get this nuclear warhead in your hands. If you succeed, one person will be upgraded to one level or even two levels. If you fail, you will use the method of dealing with the prisoners to deal with you."

After hearing this, the three of them shivered. They all understood what that meant.

He dared not have too many complaints and conditions. Bian Fei, Donglin and the colonel named Yuriozelov said in unison: "The task assigned by His Majesty the King will be completed." "Okay, I'll wait for your good news." After that, Baghdadi laughed to the sky and went out, leaving the three brothers here.

After he left, Bian Fei continued to speak: "The next thing we have three tasks. The first is to grab the nuclear warhead. The second is to catch Xie Wendong and the man named Pushkin and get the password and key from them. This matter is very important, and I hope everyone will keep it strictly confidential."

This is naturally the hot stuff like a nuclear warhead, not to mention Baghdadi likes it, even the current Iraqi government and even some surrounding countries will definitely be very interested. By that time, the open and dark will come to grab the nuclear warhead, and the risk will be too great.

Donglin said: "What are the plans of Mr. Major General?"

Bian Fei smiled badly: "Xie Wendong should trust me very much now. I want to use this trust to solve the first task first. Let's do this..."

.........

Bian Fei was planning how to snatch the nuclear warhead from Xie Wendong's hand.

Over there, the brothers of Dark Sky Eye have already located Chekhov's satellite phone. The location is in an oil refinery called Mumumu. This oil refinery was originally a private enterprise, but after the war broke out, it was controlled by Isis.
Chapter completed!