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Jin Zhening's hands are strong, but this person's face seems to have been numb, Jin Zhening pinched his cheeks, replaced by a normal person, he must have yelled now, but this person did not make a sound, It doesn't seem to hurt at all.

Seeing that he didn't make a sound or respond, Jin Zhening punched him with a backhand, then grabbed his hair back forcefully, and asked repeatedly:

"Who are you? Why are you following me?"

After Jin Zhening finished speaking, the man's eyes suddenly opened a gap, he looked at Jin Zhening without cutting and smiled, showing his bloodshot teeth.

Sure enough, he is an old fried dough stick. This person is not an ordinary person. It seems that he has undergone special training. Jin Zhening looked at his strong chest muscles, then turned behind him, looked at his purple hands that were strangled by the rope, Jin Zhening suddenly felt There are some eyebrows.

This person's chest muscles are very developed, and there is a thick layer of calluses accumulated over time on the palms, especially the tiger's mouth and thumb. The thickness of the calluses is very serious.

At this time, the imprints left by using guns all the year round, based on this, this person is not a professional killer, but a secret agent. Only personnel of these two professions can keep their guns in their hands. what's left.

Thinking about this, Jin Zhening suddenly had an extra idea.

Since this person is a good player with guns, for a person who is keen on guns, these hands are very important, even comparable to his own life. In this way, it is not far from prying this person's mouth open up.

At this time, Jin Zhening turned back again, looked at the slightly opened eyes of this person, smiled extremely sinisterly, and said lightly:

"My patience has a limit, you just don't challenge my limit, I will give you one last chance to answer my question, you may be fine, if you don't answer my question, then you will definitely have trouble."

After finishing speaking, Jin Zhening waved to Ah Xue who was at the side, and Ah Xue stepped over, Jin Zhening whispered something in his ear.

After hearing this, Ah Xue winked at the brother beside him, and that man followed Ah Xue and left the room.

The person on the chair still didn't speak, and Jin Zhening had already guessed the result. It seemed that this person was definitely not a killer. If he was a killer, he would either commit suicide at this time, or he had already confessed completely. He didn't need to risk his life and that If you exclude this idea, then the remaining person can only be a professional agent, and at the national level.

Jin Zhening wanted to laugh at this moment, he was just the leader of a gang in a region, and had he violated any laws and regulations at the national level, why did the national government send so many agents to follow him?Sacrifice so many people to follow him, isn't this chip too big?What's more, these people who followed were not very professional. They had just caught up, and Lan Xin spotted them at a glance. The origin of these people was very suspicious, and Jin Zhening had to figure it out.

Ah Xue brought people back soon, and the brother below carried a small table covered with a white cloth, like a small operating table.

They put the table next to Jin Zhening, Jin Zhening noticed that the man's eyes were changing, his eyes were staring at the small table, it seemed that he had already realized what Jin Zhening was going to do, so he was very particular about the things Jin Zhening asked someone to bring. interested.

His demeanor could not escape Jin Zhening's eyes, and Jin Zhening wanted to put a certain amount of psychological pressure on him, so Jin Zhening did not lift the white cloth, but put his hand under the white cloth, and took out a small shiny scalpel.

The scalpel turned beautifully in Jin Zhening's hand. Under the only light source in the room, the scalpel in Jin Zhening's hand looked so dazzling. After seeing Jin Zhening's scalpel, he seemed relieved , said aloud the first sentence of this person after he was arrested.

"Hahaha... useless, useless."

His laughter did not surprise Jin Zhening, which showed that he was not afraid of Jin Zhening's scalpel, he was prepared, and he didn't need to be afraid.

And Jin Zhening also smiled along with him, then knocked his strong chest muscles with his fist, and said with a sinister smile:

"What a perfect pectoral muscle? This must have caused you a lot of suffering, right? Looking at the muscles on your body, you must have started exercising at a very young age, but it is a pity, the results of so many years of hard training, at this moment going to disappear."

After finishing speaking, Jin Zhening saw the change in the person's eyes. Immediately afterwards, Jin Zhening seized the opportunity and cut open the person's chest muscles with the knife. Thin blood streaks slowly appeared, and this person was also screaming in pain, but Jin Zhening did not stop, and the evil on his face became even more ferocious. If you look at it from another angle at this time, with the environment here, The lights here, the characters here, the things that are being done here at this moment, so Jin Zhening's appearance must be an evil god of death carrying out his own cruel plan.

Jin Zhening's training abroad is absolutely comprehensive, not only including his own physical training, but also the interrogation of the enemy and the means of interrogation to extract confessions. These are the results of Jin Zhening's own research and experiments. It is the evil god of death.

Soon, accompanied by screams, Jin Zhening had completely cut off one of the man's chest muscles. Behind the chest muscles were a series of eerie ribs, and under the ribs was his empty chest.

This person's chest was missing a whole piece of muscle, and Shanshan's ribs looked a bit cold, but Jin Zhening's expression didn't change at all, as if he was used to it.

Blood immediately flowed all over the man's chest. Jin Zhening picked up the whole muscle with a scalpel, held it up to the man's eyes, pushed his eyes away and said with a sinister smile:

"How is it? Is my technique not bad? Isn't it perfect?"

The person yelled "Ah", and opened his mouth as if he was about to eat Jin Zhening.

Several brothers behind stepped forward to support his chair, so that this person did not shake.

Jin Zhening put the muscle on the white cloth, then turned around and walked back, dangling the scalpel in his hand in front of his chest, like a butcher picking out the right pork, Jin Zhening's dangling scalpel was like a back arrow, It stimulates the brain nerves of this person all the time.

The cold-blooded approach and perverted methods greatly stimulated this person's mentality, but his will was still clear. Jin Zhening knew that this forced confession had only just begun.