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Chapter five hundred and tenth victory

Three men in white coats, professionals in the field of torture and extorting confessions, with rich experience and extraordinary skills. More than a dozen guards and agents guarding the room watched them make final preparations before extorting confessions. Their expressions changed slightly, or more.

It's probably less uncomfortable, so we can conclude that the next scene is...unique.

Yang Chen is also a master at this.

Otherwise, how could Joseph have told everything he knew a few days ago?

He knew very well what was about to happen, and kept his face straight. Inflicting pain to extract a confession was basically useless to him. After so many years of training and training, and countless fights against death, he was almost numb to pain.

"Now, you still have the last chance to avoid pain and suffering. As long as you tell the truth about your relationship with the Chinese side and what you have done for the Chinese side over the years, I can restore your personal freedom immediately."

Tony walked into the room munching on a burger, looking as confident as if he had decided to eat Yang Chen.

"Do you know what consequences you will face if something happens to me?" Yang Chen asked Tony with a sneer. He, who has no masochistic tendencies, must have some intentions when he goes into dangerous places.

"This is not something I should worry about. I am only responsible for investigating everything about you." Tony said disapprovingly. He wanted to thoroughly investigate Yang Chen's identity, and the superiors gave him a task that must be completed as soon as possible.

The CIA is worried that Yang Chen is a member of the Republican intelligence system, and is even more worried that the person who actually controls the Arctic Fox is not Yang Chen, but the rising ancient country.

Yang Chen smiled.

Tony said it casually, but the fleeting look of solemnity in his eyes could not hide Yang Chen's eyes that were good at discerning people's hearts.

The three torture experts were ready and looked at Tony. Tony swallowed the last bite of his burger and said lightly: "Do it."

The three of them nodded, approached the "operating table", and took off Yang Chen's clothes. The hideous scars on Yang Chen's chest and abdomen were clearly revealed, each one shocking.

The dozens of people watching, including the well-informed Tony, were shocked, even if they were not dumbfounded, and secretly surprised. It was a miracle that he could survive after suffering so many injuries!

What do so many scars mean?

Everyone present was thinking wildly, Tony squinted his eyes, and based on his keen intuition from many years of intelligence work, he concluded that Yang Chen's scars concealed a shocking secret.

Must dig deep.

Tony was vaguely looking forward to the outcome of the torture tonight.

After a slight hesitation, the three torturers first shocked Yang Chen's body where the painful nerves were concentrated. Yang Chen just clenched his fists and carried it without changing his expression.

The three people who used various methods to extract a confession looked at each other in surprise. Although the electric shock was just an "appetizer", they had never seen anyone who could withstand it so easily.

Tony frowned and cursed: Is this a human being?

The three torturers immediately changed the tools in their hands, using small knives, small hooks, and small scissors as if they were scraping Yang Chen's bones to cure the poison. Those who saw him shuddered, just a second before the bloody scene was staged.

The Japanese rushed in quickly, and the leader shouted: "Stop!"

Tony was startled when his attention was focused on Yang Chen. He turned around and looked confused. The person coming was none other than his immediate boss, General Howard, the boss of the CIA, who had told him to investigate Yang Chen's background as soon as possible.

Tony wondered: "Director...this..."

"Let the man go," Howard ordered directly.

The situation suddenly changed. The security agents in the room looked at each other in confusion and looked at Tony at a loss. Tony was stunned and ordered his men to let them go.

Unfettered, Yang Chen got out of bed, straightened his clothes, walked up to Tony, smiled and punched Tony suddenly, hitting Tony in the abdomen.

The domineering punch penetrates the flesh.

Tony then twisted his face, bent over and covered his stomach, vomited out the contents of his stomach, and almost fainted from the pain. Everyone around him, except Howard, hurriedly drew their guns and pointed them at Yang Chen. The atmosphere was stagnant and about to explode.

Yang Chen ignored the man who was shouting at him with a gun, raised his foot and kicked Tony down, who was bent over in pain, spit in the guy's face, and said with a ferocious smile: "If I kill you now, no one can save you, including you, boss Howard.

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Tony, who was half-dead and bleeding from the mouth and nose, turned to look at Howard, who was pointed at the nose by Yang Chen but had no reaction. He immediately understood that Yang Chen was not being ashamed of his words.

Why?

Tony couldn't figure it out.

This guy can't figure out why the military and the CIA bowed to Yang Chen one after another. The Arctic Fox is powerful, but it means nothing to the world's most powerful country, the United States.

"We have agreed to your request, please don't embarrass my people." Howard stared at Yang Chen expressionlessly. He was not aggrieved, and he was aggrieved for more than a moment.

From the crushing victory on the battlefield of Iraq and Afghanistan, to being mired in the quagmire of the war, and then to the sad withdrawal of troops, he, an army general who has experienced two long wars, has been depressed for many years.

"Where are the people I want?" Yang Chen asked Howard coldly.

"They are all in the lobby on the first floor. You can take them away now." Howard replied coldly. Yang Chen nodded, picked up the paper bag containing his belongings, and left.

"Chief...why?" Tony Brown, who was helped to his feet, asked his immediate boss loudly.

"The reason is very simple...the Security Council does not want to drag the country into another protracted war on terrorism, which is a small gain at a loss." Howard sighed after finishing his words, looking gloomy.

Tony was stunned, then smiled sadly and angrily.

National Security Council, the highest decision-making body.

The Vice President, Secretary of State, and Secretary of Defense jointly control the Security Council, and the President is the top decision-maker of the Security Council. The Security Council's compromise with Yang Chen is equivalent to the country's compromise with Yang Chen.

How could Tony, who had a tendency toward nationalism, not feel sad and heartbroken.

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The lobby on the first floor.

Seven men and women looked around at a loss, and Anna was among them. The moment the CIA came to the door yesterday, she was completely panicked. You must know that most of the people investigated by the CIA went to Guantanamo Bay.

After experiencing the most difficult ten hours in her life, the CIA people made a complete change. They said that the investigation was over, but they detained her and her people in the lobby and refused to leave, which made her uneasy.

"Anna...."

The long-lost voice came, and Anna turned around in disbelief, only to see the man she had been thinking about day and night walking slowly towards him. She was overcome with emotion and wanted to cry.

"I feel sorry for you..." Yang Chen came over and hugged Anna into his arms.

"My dear, I miss you so much. It's too dangerous for you to come here." Anna's eyes were filled with tears. She complained emotionally that Yang Chen had taken risks. The CIA investigated her and targeted Yang Chen.

"I'm here to let them understand my determination to find someone, how important you are to me, and I won't dare to have any ideas about you in the future." Yang Chen gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Anna's eyes, and his words were domineering. Before coming, Arctic

The fox has exposed or concealed more than 10,000 people, preparing for the ultimate revenge.

A flash of anger turns beauty into beauty.

Yang Chen, this beast, dares to think and do.

If she didn't act like a dead horse and call for people from a distance, Uncle Sam might not take it seriously. I'm afraid Anna would have to endure a longer investigation and suffer more.


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