This steel-clamp-style military swing stick was extremely lethal, and Han Feng felt like the bones in his body were about to break.
"Stop it! You bastards!" Rogers woke up and saw two guys beating Han Feng, and shouted angrily.
A guy with bulging muscles and as violent as a bear stopped when he heard the sound, turned around and gave Rogers a cold look, suddenly stepped to the right, raised his swinging stick high, and hit Rogers hard. Rogers howled miserably, and directly
Passed out.
"Everyone stop!" At this time, a middle-aged man who looked like a leader came in from outside. He glanced at the dying Han Feng and the hoarse Danni, and ordered his two subordinates: "Wake this old guy up, I'll
Ask him something!"
A basin of cold water was poured over his head, and Rogers shuddered and woke up. The severe pain and bone-chilling coldness made Rogers tremble like leaves in the autumn wind.
"Mr. Rogers, I have a few questions. I hope you can answer me honestly!" The leader spread his legs and sat on a stool brought by his subordinates.
Rogers looked at the Arab with sinister eyes in front of him, closed his eyes and said nothing.
"Where is the list of intelligence personnel of your CIA Asia Division?" the leader said coldly.
"I'm just an ordinary American citizen. I have no comment on this inexplicable question of yours!" Rogers opened his eyes and stared at the Arab.
"Really? Haha... Mr. Rogers, God will be very angry if you are so dishonest!" He raised his right hand and waved it lightly. The people behind him understood, walked up to Rogers, and hit him with an uppercut.
Blood suddenly burst out from Rogers' face.
"How's it going? Mr. Rogers, Ayman helped you sober up, you should have remembered it, right?" The leader looked at Rogers teasingly.
"Son of a bitch..." Rogers cursed vaguely, his jaw almost broken.
"Haha, I didn't expect CIA to have such strong bones. No wonder Americans dare to be so arrogant!" The leader laughed for a while and ordered his subordinates: "Pull that little American turkey over and show it to their superiors.
What kind of people are these CIA elites?"
Not long after the two burly men left, a young man with messy hair and a face as pale as paper came in.
The young man glanced at Rogers, whose face was covered with blood, and his voice changed in panic: "Mr. Rogers, I'm sorry! I really have no choice. If I don't tell you, they will cut me into pieces piece by piece.
I can't bear it..." The young man squatted on the ground and cried bitterly.
"Swell, you coward!" Rogers suddenly roared like a wolf.
"Haha, Mr. Rogers, don't get angry, the fun is yet to come!" The leader waved his hand and ordered: "Put those two poor young men down and let them accompany Mr. Rogers!"
Danni and Han Feng were dragged over. Han Feng's body was covered with purple bruises, with almost no intact area.
Danni hugged Han Feng, kissed the blood on his face, and burst into tears.
Han Feng smiled and said softly: "Don't worry, I'm fine!"
Rogers said angrily: "What on earth do you devils want to do?"
"Mr. Rogers, this is exactly what we want to ask you! What do you Americans want to do when you stretch your hands so far? You have brought disasters, plagues, wars and killings to all parts of the world. When you open your eyes and look, there is blood everywhere.
Many people are dying. The merciful Allah sees all this clearly. He has issued a decree asking us, the devout people, to stand up bravely and launch a jihad against the sinful Americans to save all mankind!" the leader said.
He said solemnly.
"Save all mankind? You terrorists are the root of all evil. Only when you are completely finished will the world finally be at peace!" Rogers said scornfully.
"Really? Mr. Rogers seems to be insincere when he says that. In this case, let's make a bet to see who is finished first!" The leader said, pulling out a revolver and withdrawing five coins with a "crack".
Particle Bomb, smiled and said: "There is still a bullet in this gun. The game is very simple. I will fire one shot at each of you. If you are lucky enough, I will obey the order of Allah and let you live one more night!"
He put the muzzle of the gun between Rogers' eyebrows and said with a ferocious smile: "Pray to Allah!"
Danni shouted desperately: "Dad..."
The leader gently pulled the trigger, and with a click, the firing pin of the pistol was empty.
Rogers looked pale and was sweating.
The leader moved the muzzle of his gun towards Han Feng and said coldly: "Boy, it's your turn. Tell me, who are you?"
Han Feng's mind was as fast as lightning. If he took action at this time, he could easily kill everyone here, but... He quickly replayed all the details in his mind, and vaguely felt that something was wrong. The Ministry of National Security
All the agents are outstanding. One for a hundred, thirty-four people were sacrificed for one Rogers. This is enough to prove that Rogers is cunning and cunning, and his heart is as deep as the sea. How could he be so easily defeated by a dozen terrorists?
Captured? Han Feng secretly sneered.
He decided to take a gamble, although he knew the cost of the bet. If the other party was true, he would lose his life. But if he took action, even if Rogers was killed, the CIA's intelligence network in China would not be able to do so.
There will be too much loss. The CIA will immediately send someone else to take over Rogers' work, and there is still no clue about the "Dragon Slaying" base. This is what Han Feng is most worried about. How can he tolerate his motherland being devastated?
Coerced by others? How can we let our compatriots live under the cloud of corruption?
"You still have a chance, tell me who you are, and I won't kill you!" The leader's voice suddenly became very gentle.
"I'm just a Chinese student studying abroad!" Han Feng looked at the black muzzle of the gun with a calm expression.
"Then you go die!" Seeing Han Feng's indifference, the leader suddenly said angrily.
"No!" Dany cried out.
With a "pop" sound, the needle went empty again.
The leader was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Chinese boy, you are very lucky!" After saying that, he moved the muzzle of the gun towards Danni and said coldly: "Bitch, you should shut up!"
Danni's face turned pale, she looked at Han Feng affectionately, and slowly closed her eyes.
"Slow down!" Han Feng suddenly shouted.
"What? Have you figured it out?" A hint of surprise flashed in the leader's eyes.
"No, what I want to say is, let me take the shot for her!" Han Feng's voice was so calm that there was no ripple.
"No, you can't do this!" Dani burst into tears. She kissed Han Feng like crazy, and then smiled: "Huang, I love you. With your words, I am very happy. I will wait in heaven.
your!"
The leader's face turned green, and he said angrily: "Well, since you are seeking death, Allah will help you!" He pressed the muzzle of the gun hard against Han Feng's temple and was about to shoot.