Super Special Forces King

Chapter 313

313.

The largest number of villages in the city are the chaotic self-built houses.

Self-built houses are used for renting or living on their own. Clotheslines are randomly pulled around, and clothes dripping with water are hanging on them.

Find the apartment that the dancer said.

Stepping on the stairs made a creaking noise, as if it was about to break at any time.

"302!"

Walking to the door, Zhang Feng's fingers lightly clasped the door.

"Who?" A cold voice came from the room.

"Me!" Zhang Feng said.

"come in."

According to Yan, Zhang Feng opened the door and walked in. There were all kinds of garbage bags and instant noodle boxes discarded in the room.

Even the soup in some instant noodle boxes is not known how long ago, it has grown white hair, and there are soaked black cigarette butts floating in it.

Looking toward the bed, I saw a bandaged ‘mummy’ resembling a zongzi.

What is even more ridiculous is that this mummy is smoking a cigarette with a cigarette in his mouth at the moment.

Sitting on a chair next to him, when he saw Zhang Feng coming in, he raised his head and said: "What? The people from the review team are looking for you?"

Zhang Feng nodded, and smiled helplessly: "What if it is weird if you don't find me? Well, forget about these disturbing things. Is this kid the hacker you mentioned?"

The choreographer said: "It's him! At first sight, I thought I was looking for the wrong person? As a result, I didn't speak when I entered the room, but he admitted it himself."

Zhang Feng looked at the young man lying on the bed. Although he was wrapped in gauze, he could see that his body was as thin as wood, his eyes were staring at the huge dark circles, and his eye sockets were sunken. An expression of malnutrition.

Walking to the boy's bed, Zhang Feng said coldly in English: "You tell me what should I do with you?"

"You didn't mean to kill me, did you? You all promised me, as long as I tell you Mao's words, you will bypass me! No, you won't kill me. Hey, if it is true If you want to kill me, you can do this pervert, you don't need to come." The young man spit out the cigarette **** in his mouth on the ground with great skill.

Hearing the word abnormal, the dancer's eyelids twitched twice. During this period of time, I don’t know how many methods were used, but it still didn’t work.

Zhang Feng nodded, sneered twice, and said, "You are not stupid. I ask you what benefits Mao Xiaorui will give you and you help him do things?"

The boy's eyes rolled around, and finally he said, "There is no benefit, it's just a help."

The expression on Zhang Feng's face instantly solidified, and the murderous intent appeared in his eyes, he drew his dagger and pierced it toward the young man's throat!

The young man was stunned for an instant. He wanted to kill himself, but he was not joking to scare himself!

Just when the sharp tip of the dagger hit his throat, the boy roared: "I said, I said!"

His neck was already covered with goose bumps, and his eyes looked at Zhang Feng in fear.

The reason why he was able to resist the torture of the dancing boy was because he knew that no matter how much the dancing boy tortured himself, he wanted to get the words left by Mao Xiaorui, not to kill himself.

But the man in front of him was uncertain. He smiled and said that he would not kill himself in the first second, but he just wanted to do it in the next second, and he didn't scare him. If he speaks slowly just now, I'm afraid the dagger has been sent Into his neck.

Thinking of this, the boy's forehead was already oozing cold sweat, looked at Zhang Feng in fear, and said cowardly: "I said, don't kill me."

"Remember not to challenge my patience! Answer my questions honestly, and I may let you have a way out. If your answer makes me unsatisfied, then you have no existential value to me!" Zhang Feng Yin said in a cold voice, slowly putting away the dagger on the young man's throat.

The sharp sting disappeared, and the boy dared to roll his Adam's apple and swallowed fiercely. Said: "My mother needs a kidney transplant for uremia. Mao gave me the money, so I promised him to come to China and help him make suggestions."

Zhang Feng did not continue to ask, but turned his head to look at the dancer, and asked in Chinese: "The dancer, has his information been investigated?"

"Not yet, why he didn't tell his true identity, and I didn't find him in the hacker circle." The dancer said.

Zhang Feng looked at the boy again and said lightly: "Then say your name, if it really resembles what you said, I will spare you a way out!"

The boy bit his lip and said, "Mike, my name is Mike."

"The dancer, the investigation of his identity is up to you. I am in a more delicate situation now, and I will be caught by someone with a mind if I am not careful!"

Hearing what Zhang Feng said, the dancer nodded and said: "Leave it to me, don't worry."

When I was about to talk, the phone in my pocket rang. Senior sister Chen Wanru called and connected, and said, "Senior sister, what's the matter?"

"Come here, Master wants to see you." Chen Wanru said.

master? Old beggar looking for himself?

"Okay, I'll go over immediately." Zhang Feng agreed.

Stepping towards the outside, the dancer said from behind, "Shall we go in my car?"

"Don't, I'm too sensitive now, I don't want to drag you into the water. What you should do honestly, just as if nothing happened." Then Zhang Feng walked out of the room.

Out of the village in the city, I got in a taxi and rushed towards the Red Star Club.

After an hour and a half, the taxi stopped in front of the Red Star Club.

When I walked into Chen Wanru's room, I saw the old beggar sitting cross-legged on a chair, holding a chicken leg in one hand, and holding a hip flask in the other, his mouth full of oil while eating.

Chen Wanru stood by and waited.

"Old beggar, your treatment is okay, my senior sister will serve you as a waiter." Said teasingly.

"Don't go, eat or not?" the old beggar said without looking up.

"I'm not hungry yet. I asked my senior sister to call me and let me come over, what's the matter?" Zhang Feng pulled a chair and sat down and said casually.

The old beggar threw the clean chicken thigh bones on the table, rubbed the oil on two mouths with his hands, looked at Chen Wanru, and said: "Wanru, you go out, I have something to do with Xiaofeng alone. Say."

The arrogant Chen Wanru did not have any temper in front of the old beggar, and nodded meekly, saying: "Yes, Master."

Zhang Feng was even more curious, took out a cigarette from his pocket and threw it to the old beggar, lighting one himself.

After Chen Wanru walked out of the room, she said, "What do you want to tell me, old beggar? You have to let my senior sister go out too, can't she know?"