Although Chameleon is in danger, he is old and hot after all. Although the woman in front of him has caught a little bit of his loopholes and locked him up here, Chameleon has grasped it from such a simple exchange.
He received a piece of information from the charming woman in front of him.
If nothing else, this information will allow the chameleon to escape safely, but it will also put the chameleon in danger.
It depends on the chameleon's own judgment and rhythm.
Chameleon's rhetorical question made the woman sneer and shake her head subconsciously, saying: "Do you really think that I didn't kill you then, so I won't dare to kill you now?"
As the woman spoke, she picked up a small blade from the side, then leaned down and whispered in the chameleon's ear: "This blade is small, but very sharp. It can cut a person's neck easily. If I want
If you die, you will die miserably."
As the woman spoke, she took the razor blade and lightly slashed the chameleon's neck artery.
The blade of the knife slashed across it, and the blood slowly flowed out. The chameleon's neck was soon stained red by the blood he had left.
"With this bleeding speed, you have half an hour to answer my question. After half an hour, you may be very sleepy. Now, let's talk about it. Who are you? Police? Interpol?
Or what?"
The woman seemed to be sure that Chameleon was an undercover agent, so she was doing everything possible to find out Chameleon's identity and all the secrets in Chameleon's mind. With these secrets, she could stand up in front of Douglas.
The last one is done.
Chameleon knew that he had to control his rhythm, otherwise, if he angered this woman and she really killed him, he might die here unjustly.
So after Chameleon thought carefully for a moment, he said with a serious face: "I am a businessman, a red-top businessman. Do you know what the consequences will be if you treat me like this? Mr. Douglas will lose a large business in history.
, you’d better think about the consequences!”
What the chameleon can do now is to delay as long as possible in order to get a chance of survival.
However, time is a luxury for Chameleon, because he knows very well that if the wound on his neck does not stop bleeding as soon as possible, he will clearly feel death approaching in thirty minutes at most, and that vitality will flow from him.
This is not the first time Chameleon has felt the feeling of blood draining away from his body bit by bit.
He knew very well what kind of situation it was, so Chameleon had to solve the immediate trouble before he obviously felt physically exhausted.
But Chameleon's trouble is not one. The woman in front of him is not the trouble he is most worried about. The big black man standing on the side is the thing he is most worried about.
Because Chameleon knew very well that his mission this time was probably destined to fail. Even if he proved that he was a businessman and not an undercover agent, Douglas would never trade with him again.
Without a transaction, both parties can't get the stolen goods, and this case is still at a standstill.
The only difference is that Chameleon lost his only chance, while Douglas is still at large.
However, Chameleon has no time to take care of these things now. He must make good use of the information he obtained through observation and use it as a bargaining chip to gain himself a chance of survival.
"Mr. Douglas is a serious businessman. He will not do illegal business, so you don't have to worry about it. Even if I kill you now, Mr. Douglas will not blame me." The woman said again.
Emphasize your own initiative.
Chameleon smiled and shook his head, sighing: "If this is really the case, then why are you talking nonsense? Wouldn't it be better to kill me directly? Why do you go to all the trouble to torture me? To torture an old man of my age, you
Do you feel a sense of accomplishment?"
Chameleon is not afraid of angering the charming woman in front of him with his words. She has her reasons for locking Chameleon here. To say that she discovered something abnormal about Chameleon is just one of the reasons. After all, she needs a reason.
So after Chameleon said this, he couldn't help but laugh.
When the chameleon smiled, the woman was a little puzzled. She immediately turned to the chameleon and asked curiously: "You are almost dead, why do you still have the heart to laugh? Aren't you afraid of death?"
"Afraid! Of course I'm afraid." Chameleon shook his head and added with a smile: "But it seems that whether I die or not is in your hands, and it doesn't make any sense whether I want to die or live. It's up to you to decide, so
, I'd better be more free and easy, after all, I don't think you can let me go, even if I'm really not an undercover agent, you won't let me go, because you can't afford the consequences of your own wrong judgment, can you?"
Chameleon's words accurately hit the heart of the charming woman, which made the charming woman shake her head and said with a charming smile: "Actually, it's good for everyone to know some things in their hearts, and there is no need to say them out loud. In this case, you
You are forcing me to kill you. Anyway, you know that I will not let you go. So, I can give you a favorable condition, tell me what I want to know, and then I will let you die quickly, how about it?"
The woman's words made Chameleon smile and shake his head, saying: "Forget it, I'm dead on both sides, and I can't tell you the information you want, so let's change the topic. You are so eager to pull me out of the meeting.
Come out, you should have some ideas, let’s talk about it and see if I can help you.”
Chameleon changed the subject, and the words that came out of his mouth made the woman look stunned. She did not expect that Chameleon could guess her true intention, so at this moment, the charming woman looked at Chameleon and instantly became serious.
She seriously underestimated the chameleon in front of her, which shocked her heart because the chameleon's insight into her was too clear. This made her feel like she had been seen through by the chameleon. This feeling was too erotic.
It makes the charming woman very uncomfortable.
This discomfort made the seductive woman immediately turn around and whisper a few words in the ear of the strong black man. Then the strong black man nodded and immediately turned around and left the basement.
After the strong black man left the basement, the seductive woman turned around and looked at the chameleon with cold murderous intent in her eyes.
The chameleon felt the change in the charming woman's mood and suddenly smiled bitterly, because he knew that his words had completely pushed him to a point of no return.
This charming woman had an overly cautious mentality, and the Chameleon's initiative made her instinctively feel dangerous. Therefore, the plan she was originally planning to implement on the Chameleon was definitely abandoned immediately.
It didn't matter that she gave up her plan, but it brought big trouble to Chameleon, because Chameleon originally hoped that he could use this information to gain life, but it backfired.
Looking at the charming woman's expression, Chameleon smiled bitterly and then said in a deep voice: "What? Are you ready to kill me?"
"You are too smart and too cunning. I don't want to deal with people who are too smart and too cunning." After saying this, the charming woman turned around to face the chameleon, waved the blade in her hand in front of the chameleon, and then said:
"You shouldn't be so smart. Smart people often die young."
"Well, yes, that seems to be the case." Chameleon nodded, accepting his fate with a wry smile: "Come on, give me a happy one, I've lived so long, I've earned enough."
The chameleon tried to survive, but the opponent obviously tied him very tightly, and the iron chair the chameleon was sitting on was completely welded to the ground. In other words, the chameleon couldn't dodge at all.
It was even more difficult to untie the wires binding his hands and feet.
Give the chameleon enough time, he can open it, but, again, time is a luxury for the chameleon, and what he lacks most is time.
The seductive woman nodded, her expression still cold, and said: "Don't worry, you will die soon. It's a pity that we have no chance or possibility of cooperation. Rest in peace."
As the seductive woman spoke, she suddenly raised the blade in her hand and slashed it towards the chameleon's throat.