"Wow!"

A basin of ice water poured heavily on Angelina's body, immediately awakening her in a coma.

Her hands were tied to the chair and her feet were tied to the chair, so she couldn't even move. When she saw the torture instruments around her, she immediately realized the problem she was facing.

There were four kidnappers, all of whom were standard Caucasian races. From their small movements, we can see that they were all professional agents, but they didn't know who to serve.

"Ms. Angelina, we have no intention of offending." The agent leader said with a smile: "In our hearts, you can be a very powerful person. The person in charge of the Multi-Country Shared Intelligence Department is really not comparable to those of us little fish and shrimp."

The other party does not hide the identity of his agent, because it is useless to conceal it. You can see it at a glance between your peers and peers. Angelina is the spy leader and it is easy to distinguish the profession to which the other party belongs. It can be said that as long as it is a profession that exists in this world, Angelina can judge it through any of the other party's minor behaviors, clothing, skin and other characteristics.

"Sometimes, small fish and shrimps are the ones that determine everything. In the agent world, the real thing is the small fish and shrimps." Angelina shook the water stains on her face and sighed and asked, "Who are you serving? Russia? United States? Ukraine?"

Angelina was not panicked when she was kidnapped. She knew her value and knew what the other party wanted. If nothing unexpected happened, the agent in front of her should serve the United States. It is very wise to use the Caucasian race to carry out a series of espionage work in Eastern Europe in areas with strong racial concepts. Just like in China under the national system, it is inevitable that a blond and blue-eyed foreign agent will collect intelligence, and it will be very inconvenient to buy it at this time.

It can be said that there are many Chinese spies, all of them are their own people; there are many American spies, and they are also people with American nationality; there are many spies in every country, constantly giving information to their people to serve.

"I don't know, we only know how to exchange information for what we need. In fact, after all, we serve for money. Whoever gives the price is higher, we will serve whoever we serve." The agent leader smiled and continued: "We only want one thing from you. If you give it to us, then you will immediately regain your freedom. As for what we want, you should be very clear."

"I don't know, I just know that it's very dangerous for you to kidnap me." Angelina smiled and said, "When I've been missing for more than six hours, countless agents will come to find me. No matter where you put me, it's not safe. I'm the head of the Multi-Country Shared Intelligence Department. I'm especially good at dealing with small fish and shrimp."

"Bang!"

A whip twitched Angelina without warning, and suddenly burst out her chest and her clothes were sucked, and a clear blood mark appeared.

"ah!……"

After being beaten suddenly, Angelina immediately let out a painful cry, and her whole body twitched with the pain.

"No need to say so much nonsense, we should torture!" said the agent holding the whip: "This woman is a veteran and her mouth is very good. We are not as good as her."

"Hmm~ Yes, that should be the case." The agent leader shrugged in agreement. He said to Angelina: "Our methods are limited and time is limited. I know some methods may not be useful to you, but you have to try it."

The agent leader waved his hand and signaled to start to torture.

"Ba!Ba!Ba!Ba!..."

"Ah!...ah!!!..."

In an instant, the sound of whipping and Angelina's howling sounded at the same time, and the kidnapped agents began to torture her. They used the most common torture to force her to speak out where the thing was. In just a short time, Angelina's skin was blown into pieces, and it was a terrible sight.

But this is just the beginning. The criminal laws of agents are ever-changing. They are definitely the kind of people in the world who have the most types of criminal laws. Perhaps it does not have much effect on Angelina, but corporal punishment can always weaken a person's mental power. This is an appetizer, and the truly deadly criminal law is definitely not in this form.

Angelina was hung high. One agent grabbed the rough salt and rubbed it into her wound. Immediately afterwards, another agent was holding a hair dryer and blew it evenly and gently on Angelina's body, allowing the blood to dry up faster and stick to her clothes.

"When your physical pain reaches unbearable, your spirit will be on the verge of collapse. But those who have received special training will defend this kind of collapse that will occur. Because they are different from normal people." The agent leader stretched out his hand and gently stroked Angelina's wound and said, "You are not a normal person, so the traditional criminal law is useless to you. This time we plan to use the method that can make an agent compromise in a short period of time. This is skinning, hahaha..."

Skin, peel off the human skin alive. You can imagine how collapse and despair should be when a person is skinned and stares in the mirror and sees his own miserable situation. This is already separated from the criminal law of obtaining intelligence, but the rhythm of killing people!

When salt is rubbed into the wound, when the hair dryer blows the blood from the wound and the clothes to stick together, it is a preparation for skinning. Pinch a corner of the clothes and tear it down hard, and a piece of flesh will be torn off. The pain surpasses everything and is enough to drive a hard bone crazy with pain.

The sound of the hair dryer kept ringing, constantly blowing Angelina's body. It won't take long before the blood will be blown dry and sticking to the damaged clothes.

"You...you..." Angelina raised her head vigorously, stared at the agent leader and growled: "You are going to let me die! It's not to get what I have to control!!!"

"Die?" The agent leader shrugged and smiled, "Will you die so easily? No, don't worry, I promise not, hahaha..."

"laugh!"

"ah!!!--"

Angelina's howling almost overturned the roof and peeled it!

But no matter how loud her voice was, no one would hear it even if it was heard from the house. This was in the suburbs that had been destroyed by the war in Crimea, and no one would appear at night.

No, there was a person here. A person sitting in front of the house, holding a cell phone next to him, drinking vodka, and wiping the desert eagle.
Chapter completed!