In the dense forest, more than a hundred people were escorted out with guns by a group of soldiers with cold faces and still carrying a harsh murderous aura after a bloody battle. Wilson was among these people and was escorted by Zhang Shan.

Arrive in the camp below.

When he approached the camp gate, a strong smell of blood came from his nose, and at the same time, the sound of howlings that were not like human voices sounded. Wilson felt a sudden heart. When he looked up, he saw a naked man hanging on the gate at this moment.

It's Kuba.

At this moment, Kuba was stripped of all his clothes and hung upside down on the door with a thick cable. A man with a huge scar on his face was cold and careful about a small piece of his body.

The meat was cut off in small pieces. It seemed that he would not give up until he cut the drug lord thousands of times before he could die.

What kind of hatred should this be? What kind of resentment?

Of course, for this drug giant owl, who has caused severe disasters to countless people and countless families, even if such a thousand cuts cannot make up for his sins. What's more, it is precisely because of him, Liang Chen

The team lost six good brothers, and the rest were all injured. Zhang Hao is now in danger and dying.

Therefore, Yao Weilin's move was very light and soft, and he cut every knife carefully and carefully, for fear that a certain knife would cut the aorta too deep - he wanted to make Kuba, the bastard, die a little more painful, and suffer more pain.

A little bit! So, he did this technical work very seriously, just like a master carving painted on the canvas.

Blood flowed all over the floor, Kuba's voice was hoarse, and every time he shouted, he would spray a mouthful of blood. The muscles at the corners of his eyes were completely torn due to the tragic pain and kept twitching and retracting, flowing down the corners of his eyes

After falling from line to line, the whole person kept changing various indescribable shapes because of the terrible pain, torture and psychological torture, which made people feel chilled in their hearts at first glance.

At this moment, Wilson felt his scalp exploded. Unexpectedly, the legendary thousand-cut knife was fortunate to witness it today! Next, how would Liang Chen use a tragic way to deal with himself, the initiator of this big battlefield?

Woolen cloth?

When Wilson thought of this, his legs were already weak. The nerves that once thought that the steel was poured on iron were broken at this moment, and all that remained was infinite fear and coldness.

In any case, he didn't want to die in an extremely painful way like Kuba. Even if he was about to die, he just wanted Liang Chen to give himself some pleasure, even if he had a knife and cut off his head.

He walked past Kuba who was still howling freely. He stepped on the big scalp boots that had accumulated into small pools of blood. Wilson finally came to the small square in the base, in the center of the square.

A tall and majestic young man looked at him coldly when he saw him walking to his side, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled coldly, "Lt. Col. Wilson, we finally meet!"

Wilson raised his eyes and looked at Liang Chen opposite him. When he saw this young man covered in fierce flames that had just come out of the sea of ​​blood of Shura, his eyes seemed to be stabbed by something, and there was something indescribable.

The pain even made him afraid to look directly into the young man's eyes. It seemed that there was an invisible blood light on his body, and even the light of the sun was bright and terrifying, which made people dare not look at him.

He gently raised his palms like blocking the sunlight, covering his eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"

"Liang Chen." Liang Chen replied shortly and forcefully, but it surprised Wilson again.

"Liang Chen? You are Liang Chen? How could he be so young?" Wilson looked at Liang Chen in shock, unable to believe that he could have such a courage to set up this trap of pretending to be the sky, and with more than a dozen people

With the force of resisting the attack of Kuba's two thousand men, he could wipe out his opponent. This man was so young? In his opinion, such a deep and sophisticated scheming and such a magnificent and magnificent spirit should be at least enough.

A mature middle-aged soldier, but Liang Chen in front of him looked like he was only in his early twenties. He was really Liang Chen? For a moment, he really suspected that he had heard it wrong.

"That's right, it's me. Colonel Wilson, I'm very happy to see you." Liang Chen raised his eyebrows, but a light flashed in his eyes that made Wilson's heart tremble.

"What are you going to do? The People's Liberation Army will not kill prisoners, nor will it abuse prisoners. Otherwise, once the matter is exposed, you will be criticized by international public opinion. This responsibility is not something you can bear. I want to see your superiors, see you

Your sir, I have many secrets, including some of the information you most want to get and the Meihe tragedy that you are most eager to know. If you dare to abuse me, I will not say a word." Wilson roared wildly.

Liang Chen smiled slightly, but did not answer him at all. He waved his hand and immediately rushed around him, kicking Wilson down.

"General Wilson, I see that you do not want to hear your final threat and intimidation, but just want to tell you that in this battle, I have fourteen brothers who have been buried on this battlefield. All of this has arisen because of you

.So, you have to accept punishment. Maybe you will think that this is not fair. After all, it is me who offended you and you are self-defense, but there is no difference. I only value the result. My brother is dead, no matter how

For the reason, you can't escape the blame, this is my truth. Of course, you will not die, as you said, you still have it now.

Many secrets, many people also want to know your secret, so you can save your life. Of course, it's just a life." Liang Chen smiled faintly and said with a blink of an eye. The soldiers around him could hear the bloodline.

Zhang, was so excited that he was extremely excited. Although Liang Chen was saying this in the plainest tone without any sensationalism, the arrogance and domineeringness deep in his words and the kind of love that protects his calves

The intention made a group of brothers suddenly have the urge to die for Brother Chen now, even if it was broken into pieces.

"No, Liang Chen, you can't do this. I really have many secrets. I can just tell you, as long as you let me go..." Wilson was so cold that he began to struggle desperately, hoarsely at the top of his lungs.

He shouted, but before he finished speaking, the four soldiers next to him had already pressed down Wilson's limbs. Zhang Shan had already walked over and raised the machete that Ku had used, and chopped off Wilson's right hand with one knife.

Next, there is the left hand, then, the right foot, and then, the left foot.

This was the method that Kuba used to deal with the five elites of the special affairs department, and now it has been used all on Wilson. Because Kuba was tortured just now but was not confessed. It was precisely because of the information provided by Wilson that the five brothers were trapped in the trap of the five brothers.

In Kuba's military camp, he was cut into a stick.

Now, Liang Chen has avenged his brothers.

Amid Wilson's howling sounds like a human voice, several soldiers began to bandage him and stop bleeding. Of course, Wilson could not be killed. After all, Yang Zhongyong still needed him to live.

"Five brothers, I can't do more for you anymore, apologize!" Liang Chen let out a long breath, raised his head, and looked at the southeast with a gloomy look. It was once the base of Kuba, that messy one.

At the funeral, there are now five agent elites who were once made into human sticks by Kuba. They paid too much for the country and the people. Now, Liang Chen is also doing this for those
Chapter completed!