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Li Junting rushed out and threw them to the ground, but those people had stayed in the imperial organization for many years after all, and they still had some skills.

And Li Junting was afraid of making too much noise, so he didn't bring so many people, and the two sides soon fought.

A man took out a knife from his pocket and rushed at Xing mo. when Li Junting saw it, he suddenly pushed Xing Mo, but Li Junting's hand was cut.

Xing Mo looked back and exclaimed, "President Li, are you okay?"

"It's all right." Li Junting simply replied and gave a kick to the person who wanted to attack on his left. Li Junting grabbed a low man, grabbed his hair and pulled back desperately, just like pulling a person who was about to fall off a cliff.

However, the price paid in this way was that an elbow fell on his chest, but Li Junting didn't have much pain. He just set aside a hand to bend the man's arm, gritted his teeth and turned his arm, so his joints were dislocated.

The man with the knife rushed over and wanted to give Li Junting a knife, but Li Junting's wrist, the man's knife out of his hand, turned into a streamer and shot into the thigh of a person next to him. The man screamed and fell back.

Li Junting turned around, pulled out the knife, and made a long and deep cut on the right arm of the man who just wanted to hurt him, including his sleeve. The white meat seeped out of the meat, and soon dyed the white shirt red. The man's scream rang through the whole wharf.

Xing Mo and several others also knocked out the others, leaving only the one who had been stabbed in the thigh by Li Junting awake. Xing Mo clapped his hands, asked his men to tie them up and took them back to the place where they had a temporary rest around.

After returning, Li Junting asked Xing Mo to lock up five or six of them in a small room.

"First find someone to cure them. I'm not an arms dealer. I won't be so harsh."

Xing Mo looked at it and muttered, "you're not an arms dealer, and you're no different from an arms dealer. Where are you like a serious businessman? Informants are all over the world. They can play with guns and knives. They don't lose at all. This arms dealer is ruthless."

"You seem to have some questions about what I said, Constable Xing." Li Junting teased Xing Mo when he saw his ambiguous eyes.

"Oh, my general manager Li, can you not call me Constable Xing? You know I hate this nickname most. I'm tall and handsome. I'm not similar to that old Constable Xing. Why..."

"You're still wordy here. Hurry to find someone to treat them. Don't miss the time." Li Junting kicked Xing Mo and urged him to work.

After Xing Mo got a kick, he walked away, talking to himself all the time on the road.

"You mentioned it first, and finally blamed me for my wordy ink. This man is really unreasonable. He said he was not strict before. Don't you know what you look like in some people's hearts? You are a devil..."

When he arrived at the place where those people were detained, Xing Mo was still nagging. The people who passed by him were surprised to see him. I didn't expect that assistant Xing, who has always been ruthless, could nag like this.

Xing Mo asked several people to simply bandage the trauma of those people, and then Xing Mo took the man with a knife in his thigh to find Li Junting.

Li Junting stood by the window. Look in the direction of the island, jun'er, wait for me, I'll save you right away.

When Xing Mo came in, he saw Li Junting standing by the window. The light was very dark. He was hidden in the dark. It was a mysterious feeling. Li Junting's tall and straight back in black looked particularly pleasing to the eyes at the moment. He turned around leisurely, but his face was no longer as calm as before.

Li Junting is a little excited and excited now.

After seeing the visitor, Li Junting slightly sank his face, and his thin lips pursed gently. As soon as his eyes sank, there was a faint and killing temperament flowing slowly. Xing Mo only felt that the temperature around him had dropped several degrees and the dark clouds blocked the sun.

Li Junting's eyes were cold. When he looked at the man, there was no half temperature.

Xing Mo silently prayed for the people next to him.

Li Junting raised his legs to the sofa, sat down, picked up a Swiss knife from the table, played with it in his hand, and asked absently.

"Do you know why I brought you here? Do you need any code or show something else to enter your island?"

But the man just looked at him in horror. Xing Mo kicked him aside, "what about you?"

The man shook his head. "I can't understand what you're talking about."

As soon as Li Junting heard that he was speaking Italian, he asked again in fluent Italian.

"Mr. Li, you can still speak Italian, which is more fluent than I said." Xing Mo was very surprised.

Li Junting glared at Xing mo. Xing Mo immediately shut his mouth and kicked the man again, "said."

The man was very bitter. He thought he could escape torture by pretending not to understand English. As a result, both men could speak Italian and got two feet.

He looked up at Li Junting. "We need to press the fingerprint when we go in. If the fingerprint identification is wrong, we will be killed by the hidden wall at the door. Therefore, special actions are required when comparing the fingerprints to fully identify them. You can't go in."

Li Junting snorted coldly and asked Xing Mo to bring the tools, copy this person's fingerprints, and then copy those people's fingerprints. When you go in, you can stick them directly on your fingers.

Li Junting asked what their actions were. The man didn't say anything. Xing Mo asked someone to beat him up. The man couldn't stand it and said it.

After the successful fingerprint collection, Li Junting called several professionals to depict their appearance, and then make adult skin. At that time, they need to be easy to look and be recognized by their associates.

After painting, Xing Mo asked them their names, habitual behaviors and a series of questions.

The man was dizzy after accepting a series of questions, but Li Junting asked him some more questions.

"Where is the woman captured by your leader? Where is the center of your base? And what is the monitoring arrangement of your base."

"I don't know. We're just in charge of the kitchen. We even have people in charge of delivering meals. We don't have any power."

Li Junting was naturally dissatisfied with his answer.