The personal soldier king of the beautiful president

Chapter 6

Torture chamber!
The handsome woman returned from the balcony and walked directly into the torture room.

He was sitting in front of the torture table, turning a pen in his hand, and sitting on the stool opposite her was the patrolling bodyguard covered in blood.

To say he is sitting, it would be better to describe him as limp. After all, he was tossed by Wang Chen last night, plus he had no saliva or food for a whole day, even if he was an iron man, he couldn't bear it.

"Tell me, who sent you here."

The delicate woman spoke slowly. Originally, she didn't want to interrogate this guy immediately. After all, the news she got after letting him go for a while might be more real.

But now she is holding a breath in her heart, Wang Chen's hateful appearance is still lingering in her mind.

She was looking forward to this guy's hard-talking, so that she could vent on him, although it was rude to vent on this person the anger she suffered from Wang Chen, but...how could she care so much about it.

"Luo... Luo... Luo... Li..."

The patrolling bodyguard heard the delicate woman speak, her lips moved, and a small and weak voice came out of his mouth.

Snapped

When the delicate woman heard this name, the pen in her hand fell directly on the table. She was silent for a while, then suddenly stood up, slapped the table, and said in a dangerous tone: "To be honest, you may still be alive. .”

"Luo... Li... Luo... Luo... Li..."

The patrol bodyguard's eyes were almost narrowed, his head was lowered, and he was still weak, saying the name intermittently.

"two……"

The delicate woman opened her mouth wide, and when she was about to tell someone to torture her to extract a confession, she closed it again.

She took a deep breath, took a deep look at the patrolling bodyguard, turned around and quickly walked out of the torture room.

Looking at the two bodyguards guarding outside the torture room, the delicate woman said calmly: "Strict guards, we can't let him die, and besides, no one can step inside except me and the eldest lady." Half a step, or you will know the consequences."

"Understood, number one."

The two bodyguards shook their bodies, lowered their heads and responded quickly.

The delicate woman nodded and left quickly.

Now she is in a very bad mood. Not only did she not vent her emotions, but because of a name, she made her heart even more chaotic.

At this time, it was in another place in Minghai City.

In a club, a middle-aged man in a suit was answering the phone with a flattering smile on his face.

"Don't worry, I will take care of what you told me."

"Within three days, no, tomorrow night at the most, I will absolutely let him disappear in Minghai City."

He bit the word disappear very hard, and it seemed that because of this sentence, the person on the other end of the phone was very satisfied and promised him something, which immediately made a big smile on his face.

After hanging up the phone, the smile and flattery on his face disappeared, and his eyes were filled with thought.

"Tiger, come in."

After thinking for a few minutes, the middle-aged man turned his head and yelled outside the door.

With a creak, the door opened, and a muscular middle-aged man walked in from outside.

"Boss."

Hu Zi yelled respectfully and then closed his mouth. He didn't ask him why he asked him to come in, and people in their business knew very well that it was best not to speak before the boss opened his mouth, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

The middle-aged man looked at Huzi, tapped his fingers on the table, and said to Huzi: "I have received a business, you can complete it, but you have to be careful not to show your heels. We might be able to go a step further."

"what business?"

Hearing the four words of going further, Huzi's eyes shone brightly, but for some reason, there was a slight sense of fear sprouting in his heart, as if his next trip out would not go well.

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The middle-aged man's cell phone rang, he turned it on, glanced at the photo on it, and then handed his cell phone to Huzi.

Huzi took the phone and looked at it twice. After remembering the appearance of the person in the photo, he slowly put the phone back on the table, and asked after a moment of silence, "What do I need to do?"

The middle-aged man did not speak, but stretched out his hand and made a slight gesture next to his throat.

Huzi nodded, turned around and walked outside. Just as he stepped out of the door with one foot, the middle-aged man said in a caring tone: "If it doesn't work, remember to run in time. I, Ma Zang, would rather earn less." Money, and I don’t want to lose your brother.”

Huzi paused, with a hint of gratitude in his eyes, and walked out of the room firmly.

After Huzi left, the concerned expression on Ma Zang's face suddenly disappeared. He looked at the photo on the phone, frowning tightly.

"Master Li, I still need to trouble you."

Suddenly, Ma Zang showed a determined look on his face, and turned his head to look at the darkest corner of the room.

There, there is a rocking chair, on which sits an old man wearing Tang clothes.

The old man had a ruddy complexion, and he held two walnuts in his hands and rubbed them lightly. It seemed that he didn't hear Ma Zang's words, and he was still sitting there with great spirit.

There was no trace of impatience on Ma Zang's face. After all, this old man had a special status. If it wasn't for some reasons, he would never have gained the loyalty of such a person.

After a long time, the old man turned his head to look at Ma Zang, and asked in an inaudible tone, "Why, are you still worried?"

Ma Zang smiled bitterly, and said helplessly: "I don't know why, the moment Huzi left the house, I felt a little uneasy. You should know that although the intuition of people in my line of work is not [-]% effective, sometimes it still works. Very clever."

Master Li nodded, without saying any more nonsense, he stood up slowly, and walked out the door with slow steps.

"Master Li, if the situation is wrong, take the tiger and return quickly."

Not long after Master Li went out, Ma Zang rushed out of the door, looked at Master Li's back and said in a deep voice.

Master Li turned around slowly, looked at Ma Zang with gratification in his eyes, but said on his mouth: "Have you thought about it? You know, that person can kill you thousands of times with just one word, you He will be angry if he fails to complete his task."

Ma Zang was not angry at what Master Li said, on the contrary, he was a little happy. He smiled and said: "Master Li, you have been with me for so many years, and you know my Ma Zang style more or less. I have lived like a dog for more than ten years, and the reason why I swallowed my anger is not because I am afraid of death, but because my parents' lives are being held by that person, and now that my parents are dead, I am still afraid of shit."

Master Li chuckled, turned and left, but his question lingered in Ma Zang's ears.

"Then why were you so submissive just now, why did you agree to his mission just now, isn't it a ghost? Don't rush to answer me, and explain when I come back."

Ma Zang looked at Master Li's leaving back and didn't speak, but he had already explained in his heart.

The reason why I kept my voice low was because I was afraid of the death of Huzi and you, and the reason why I agreed to him was also because I was afraid of the death of Huzi and you. I may not care about my life, but I have to care about the lives of the two of you.

(End of this chapter)