Chapter 107: The Splitter
"Why are you so fucking that you don't wear your clothes well and come over?" Tang Ye growled in dissatisfaction.
Xue rolled her eyes unhappily and said, "I originally wanted to tell you that she was doing big things. I asked you to give you thirty seconds to end the battle so that I can also put on my clothes."
Xue continued to say depressedly: "Now, I'll take all my descendants on the wall."
Tang Ye was helpless and far away. He didn't understand why Xue's kidneys were so good and his waist was not tired. Xu Qing's face, who was on the other side, was even red and white.
Tang Ye forced the little boy and the Xinjiang man into the car. Because he was not honest in the car, he was knocked fainted by Tang Ye. Xu Qing also looked at the little boy with a look of distress.
In order to improve the quality and grade of life, Xue actually spent tens of millions to buy a villa in Wuling City. There are heavily guarded security guards, flat and grand asphalt roads, towering sky trees, and countless colorful grasses.
and flowers, very popular
Many celebrities and businesses are loved by them, so the value of being able to live in this community is over hundreds of millions. This wonderful place is known as the last forest in the city by Wuling City.
Tang Ye looked at the exterior of the villa, with white wooden fences, and many flowers and plants planted inside. The surroundings were duplex buildings that looked like European architectural style. The exterior walls on the lower floor were all made of luxurious and high-end relief tiles.
The scenery on the second floor is three walls, and the other side is full of a huge tempered glass. It seems that the surface is blocked by some thin film. People can only see the outside from the inside, but they cannot see any inside from the outside.
"puff"
Xue took a sip of water and sprayed it all on the Xinjiang man's face, awakening him in an instant. The little boy had been put on the soft bed by Xu Qing and fell asleep peacefully.
The Xinjiang man opened his eyes with great difficulty, and his sleepy eyes were instantly hurt by the strong flashlight held by the snow.
"What are you doing? Let me go." The Xinjiang man was tied to a chair in the living room, while Tang Ye was also sitting on the chair and looking at him coldly.
Tang Ye Chaoxue winked, and Xue immediately reacted.
"Xu Qing, you go back to your room first! The scene will not be very beautiful afterwards." Tang Ye smiled sweetly at Xu Qing.
Xu Qing sneered and said, "No matter how terrifying you are, you can be as terrifying as what you did a few days ago? I grew up in the Red Gang, one of the three major gangs. Don't underestimate me so much, okay?"
Tang Ye could only shake his head helplessly.
At this time, Xue had already prepared all the tools. He had just waited for Tang Ye to say something and started to execute the execution. This was his specialty torture.
"What's wrong with the whip on the little boy?" Tang Ye asked coldly.
"Boy, if you fucking know the truth, let me go, otherwise you will have some fruits to eat in the future." The Xinjiang man still said arrogantly.
Tang Ye snapped his fingers, Xue nodded and removed the Xinjiang man's clothes vigorously, and threw them on the ground.
The Xinjiang guy's body was covered with dirt and disgusting body odor really made Xu Qing, who loved to be clean, couldn't stand it, so he hurriedly covered his mouth with a tissue.
Xue also shook her head helplessly, but her fierce eyes immediately returned to his eyes. Xue took a dagger and cut the flesh from the Xinjiang man's chest muscles, and blood immediately flowed out.
"Ah... you are all beasts, beasts!" The Xinjiang man cried out in pain.
Tang Ye laughed out loudly, and then said, "I am cruel? I am a beast? Then today I will let me see my beast's side, otherwise I will always feel sorry for your words."
Tang Ye took the dagger from Xue's hand, and then poured some red chili oil on the blade, and continued to cut the flesh on the Xinjiang man's chest little by little.
"Ah... Stop cutting, I beg you." The Xinjiang man wailed in pain, and the scorching stimulation made him feel like an ant bite.
"Then it depends on when you will answer my question. As long as you speak, I will stop." As he said that, Tang Ye continued to cut it with a dagger, and sometimes sprinkled pepper oil directly on his wound.
The Xinjiang guy really couldn't stand this psychological warfare, so he quickly compromised and said, "I say I say I say it."
Tang Ye stopped the dagger in his hand and said, "What's wrong with the little boy's injury?"
"If he can't steal money one day, or if the money is too little, we will punish him."
"Where did that little boy come from? How many children are you controlled now?"
The Xinjiang man's lips twitched a little, but when he saw Tang Ye looking like a Luosha, he quickly replied: "Some of them were bought from the countryside, or they were specially turned over in the southwest region. There are still 7 more people.
The children are controlled by us, and they have been trained by me since childhood and will not defect or resist."
Tang Ye only then remembered that he was catching the little boy. His fierce and expressionless eyes were so heartbroken. Tang Ye also remembered that he had been an orphan since he was a child. If it weren't for the intake of his adoptive father and mother, he might have thought.
It is also a puppet in the hands of these human traffickers.
Although the Xinjiang guy showed pain and fear in his eyes, a murderous aura hidden deep in his eyes was also captured by Tang Ye. Tang Ye knew that they could not be a simple gang, so he continued to ask
"Who is the boss behind you?"
"It's someone you can't afford to offend." A proud look appeared on the corner of the Xinjiang man's mouth, as if he could become one of the members of the organization, and he felt very honored.
"Yo hey, it's interesting. Boss asked me to play with him." Xue looked at the Xinjiang guy with great interest, and then took out a windproof firer. The temperature of the lighter was so high that it could last for more than ten seconds.
melts iron blocks within time.
The snow lit the lighter, with his unique sinister smile, and let the flames slowly burn to the Xinjiang man's armpits.
The Xinjiang man's hand was already dislocated and he was unable to move at all. At this time, he was tightly grasped by Xue's iron clip-like hand, and he couldn't move.
"No, no..." The Xinjiang man suddenly felt the arrival of death, and beads of sweat were flowing down from his forehead, and his terrified pupils also dilated.
The Xinjiang man had already clearly smelled a scent of scorched hair. At this time, the severe pain under his armpit was about to make him cramp, which was a hundred times more painful than pouring chili oil into his wound.
"You are all beasts, beasts!" The Xinjiang man wailed miserably. Although the man did not cry easily, the huge fear and pain made him cry like a spring.
Tang Ye said coldly again: "As long as you cooperate with my conversation well, I will naturally stop my brothers. When you talk about beasts, aren't you beasts in your behavior towards those children? Treat you people.
, I can only treat the other person's body by his own way."
The Xinjiang man's psychological defense line completely collapsed. He was not a spy with special training, but a worker at the lowest level of a certain organization. The windproof firer approached little by little, and the temperature increased little by little, and he was again
I couldn't help it anymore.
"I said, I said, I said it all this time."
"Okay, who else is behind you and what is your organization doing?"
The Xinjiang man looked tearful and raised his head again, murmuring piously this unique language in Xinjiang. After waiting for the murmur, he spoke Mandarin again and said: "Our organization is called the Secession, which is from Xinjiang, Taiwan, and the United States.
, an organization jointly formed by Riben, has roughly divided into five levels of upper and lower levels."
Seeing that his lips and teeth were white and foam began to appear, Tang Ye asked Xue to clean his wound with disinfectant, then let him drink boiling water and loosen the rope he tied to.
The Xinjiang man's face returned to a little rosy, and he returned with a grateful look, "The highest level is an American with a background. I don't know what the specific name is, because I have never seen it before. And the second level
The four groups of power are the United States, Japan, Taiwan and Xinjiang, each of which select some representatives as senior management personnel. "As for the third floor are hunters directly ruled by the second floor, each of them has a group of mutants on their hands, and
The fourth level is middle-level managers, responsible for organizing trivial matters, mainly to manage our lowest-level managers."
"Then aren't these little boys included in your organization?" Tang Ye asked in confusion. He had too many questions about this organization.
"They are just domesticated dogs. In our organization, even advanced mutants are just tools and cannot be regarded as humans."
Tang Ye clenched his fists in anger, but he still relaxed because he knew that this Xinjiang man had a very high belief in his organization, which was the final result of being brainwashed for decades.
After a night of interrogation, Tang Ye finally learned about some of the situation in this organization.
This organization called the Secession was specifically composed of a group of forces in China. They were founded by the powerful Americans. They combined Japanese right-wing elements and separatist forces in Taiwan and Xinjiang to eventually form the secessionist organization.
There are three major sources of economic resources for this organization: one is the investment of the American at the highest level, the second is the income of mercenaries called mutants, and the third is the money handed over by these teenage children called sheep rats.
The people who steal things have a special identity. They are either underage children or special groups with ethnic minority identities. Even if they are caught by the police, they will only be detained for a few days. Moreover, they have found a senior government official in every city.
As an umbrella, I dare to do whatever I want.
The mysterious mutants that shocked Tang Ye the most in this organization. According to this Xinjiang guy, they were all carefully selected strong men, most of whom were slaves bought from Africa or South America. After a special set of
After training, they will be taken to an iron castle called the Land of Death, and they will be injected into developed genetic agents as experimental products.
It is said that some mutant humans are as strong as cows, some can fly over the eaves and walls, some can jump up to the ground, jumping at a height of more than ten meters... But their side effect is that they will destroy human functions, and some mutant humans' life span is only a few weeks or a few days.
Chapter completed!