Fu Sancheng looked Ye Tianming up and down: "Did they promise you a favor to lynch me? I tell you not to be fooled, they are setting you up."
Ye Tianming said: "Do you know? There are two kinds of people that I, Ye Tianming, hate the most in my life. One is the rapist, and the other is the traitor. You fucking sold the stolen cultural relics to the little devil."
This is no different than betraying the country.”
"Ha! That's ridiculous. Those two cultural relics are inherited from my family. I can sell them to whomever I want. Do you care?"
Ye Tianming didn't even turn his head. He quickly reached back with his right hand. The gun on the waist of the SWAT team leader standing behind him appeared in his hand, pointing at Fu Sancheng's left leg.
"boom!"
"Ah!" Fu Sancheng screamed, flopped on the bed and fell to the ground, rolling and wailing while holding his bloody left leg.
It was so sudden. The captain of the SWAT team had not realized that the gun on his waist had been lost. The middle-aged man and Ning Haiqing did not expect that Ye Tianming would actually shoot.
The captain of the SWAT team saw why the gun in Ye Tianming's hand looked so familiar. He stretched out his hand to touch it and his expression changed. Just as he was about to snatch it back, the middle-aged man grabbed him and shook his head slightly.
Ye Tianming squatted down and pointed his gun at Fu Sancheng's right leg: "Say or not?"
"Killing people! You people are looking down upon others..."
"boom!"
"ah,,,,"
Fu Sancheng screamed again, causing the muscles on his face to twitch in pain and sweat dripping down.
Ye Tianming pointed the gun at Fu Sancheng's left shoulder: "Speak!" Fu Sancheng just opened his mouth to speak.
"boom!"
"ah,,,,,"
Ye Tianming pointed the gun at Fu Sancheng's right shoulder: "Say!"
"boom!"
He didn't give Fu Sancheng a chance to react twice in a row, and then he put the gun to Fu Sancheng's head.
"I said!"
Fu Sancheng shouted before Ye Tianming could speak this time. He had already seen that this madman was not here to interrogate him at all, but to kill him. If he didn't tell him, this last shot would kill him.
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Ye Tianming stood up: "If you don't eat and drink as a penalty for the toast, don't you think about it, can you swallow these things? And now if the Japanese come to you again, they will kill you if they can't catch you, so is our country."
If you don't tell us, we won't let you fall into the hands of the Japanese. We will definitely execute you secretly and you will be dead. What the hell is the use of just keeping the map?"
Ye Tianming's words finally made Fu Sancheng realize his fear. He always thought that as long as he didn't say anything, no one could do anything to him. But now it seems that not only the Japanese want to arrest him, but even the country will not let him go at this time.
, it is no longer a question of whether to tell or not, but a question of how to save one's life.
Ye Tianming knew what he was thinking: "As long as you tell the truth, when the country finds these cultural relics, you will not only be free of guilt but will have merit, the country will definitely give you a generous bonus, enough for you to live a happy life."
Fu Sancheng was lying on the ground covered in blood, his head was dizzy and he said with a pale face: "You won't lie to me."
The middle-aged man said: "As long as you hand over the map, these are not problems."
Fu Sancheng knew that he was lying to him, so he had to hand over the map in order to save his life: "There is a huge boulder at the end of my village, and the map is buried beside the boulder."