The other party already knows about Irving, so with the church's style, he will definitely not let it go.
"Cohen, you have to make plans early." Mark said in a serious voice.
"Yeah." Zhang Cheng nodded and asked, "How is the training of the ace team after I left."
"That day, you also saw that the ace team has initially formed a large team. According to your wishes, I divided the ace team into formal members and informal members. There are currently ninety-six formal members and informal members.
There are more than three hundred people."
Mark said slowly.
"So, there are already more than 400 people in the ace team. Thank you for your hard work, Mark. Your progress is faster than I expected." Zhang Cheng was very satisfied with Mark's ability to do things.
"The progress is good. However, we are very lacking in weapons. In addition, China's laws are also an obstacle. I have obtained some weapons through my channels, but we are only a security company after all, and those weapons are illegal for us.
"
Mark said.
"Is that so?" Zhang Cheng pondered. The law is indeed an obstacle. Even if the security company obtains a license, it is impossible for the security company to be armed at will. Some powerful weapons are not allowed to be possessed.
Right now, their company's level of armament has obviously exceeded the red line. It would be terrible if they were targeted by relevant departments.
"I will solve this." After just a moment, Zhang Cheng relaxed his brows and had an idea in his mind, "We have obviously been targeted by the church. We are facing a powerful enemy, so we must be fully armed."
"You are right." Mark's face was extremely solemn. "Although I have not had much contact with the church, I have read their information in the Beast Force. Their power is beyond imagination. Even a big country is not willing to take it easy.
Confront them head on."
After a pause, Mark hesitated, and then said: "Cohen, I am not saying too much, but I would like to advise you that it is best not to be an enemy of the church. Even China is not willing to fight to the end with the church."
"There is no way. The church and I are destined to be mortal enemies for life. If they want to fight me, then come." A smile appeared on Zhang Cheng's face, which showed the confidence and domineering power of someone who is confident.
Mark was moved.
"How's the interrogation going with Owen and the others?"
"Most of them are hard-core, they are the Holy Army of the Church, very loyal. As for the one named Owen, he is a big fish, he is a bishop." Mark answered.
"He is actually a bishop, which is indeed a big fish. Even if he is not the bishop of the Bright Church headquarters, he is still a high-ranking person in charge of the party." Zhang Cheng was a little surprised and said.
"It's higher than you think. According to other people's accounts, he is currently one of the three leaders in China. If everything goes well, the future of the archbishop here in China will definitely be his."
Mark walked over to the water dispenser and poured himself a glass of water.
"So, those people have spoken." Zhang Cheng listened, a pen on his finger dancing rapidly.
"There are more than twenty people, but not everyone can be stubborn to the end. In the face of death, their so-called firm belief is sometimes no different than tissue paper." Mark laughed.
"Is there any important news?" This is what Zhang Cheng is most concerned about.
"Their identities are very limited," Mark replied.
"What about Owen?" With his status, he must know many secrets. This is the most valuable person.
"I have to say that he is the kind of fanatical believer who has fallen into coma five times, but still refuses to say anything."
"I'll go and see for myself." Zhang Cheng said immediately.
Mark put down the cup and took Zhang Cheng to the training ground in the mountains.
In a heavily secured wooden house, Zhang Cheng saw Irving. Irving was lying on the hospital bed covered with injuries, many of which were new.
"Owen, you haven't spoken yet yet?" Zhang Cheng sat down and said.
Owen's face was pale and he said weakly: "I admit, Zhang Cheng, you are a genius, and I am not as good as you. But no matter how powerful you are, you will surely die under the wrath of the God of Light."
"As expected, you are the kind of stubborn person." Zhang Cheng smiled, "I don't know if I will die under the wrath of the so-called God of Light, but there is one thing. I know that if you don't tell me, you will die under me.
Hands. And your so-called God of Light cannot save you."
"Death, for me, is just returning to the embrace of the God of Light. This is the final destination of every devout believer." Owen said with a look of disdain on his lips.
"However, the real pain is not death. There are many things in this world that are more terrifying than death. We in China have a criminal law called Lingchi. Since you speak so well in Chinese, I think you should know." Zhang Cheng
said.
Owen's expression changed, unable to hide the fear on his face. Ling Chi, of course he knew that it was the top form of torture, and life was worse than death.
"devil!"
Cursed.
"When it comes to being a devil, I can't compare to your church. Your church ignores the law and kills people at every turn." Zhang Cheng said, "Okay, I won't talk nonsense with you anymore. Tell me, where is Song Jia's family? Also,
Do you teach others?”
Owen gritted his teeth and said nothing.
"Okay, it seems that I still have to use the ruthless force." Zhang Cheng's face was stern and he looked over. Mark understood and immediately handed over a pair of pliers from the side.
Zhang Cheng grabbed the pliers, clamped Owen's nails, and pulled them out hard!
Screams came from the wooden house, and after a while, he passed out.
"He's really stubborn." Zhang Cheng sneered, "Bring me a basin of cold water and wake him up."
A few minutes later, Owen woke up again and looked at Zhang Cheng with eyes filled with resentment.
Zhang Cheng executed him again.
As a result, Owen fell into coma again, becoming weaker each time.
"Cohen, he was originally seriously injured. If the execution continues, he will definitely die. If he dies, we won't get what we want." Mark said beside him.
"Well, that's almost it."
Zhang Cheng's response surprised Mark. What did he want to do?
"Mark, close the door and let the others go out." Zhang Cheng ordered, and Mark was the only one left in the wooden house.
Under Mark's puzzled gaze, Zhang Cheng unbuttoned his coat and came to Irving.
"Archbishop Tello has arrived. Zhang Cheng, your end is coming. Even if I die in your hands today, you will come to accompany me." Owen's face was full of pain and weakness, but he was smiling ferociously.
"Owen, tell me, who is Archbishop Tero?" Zhang Cheng said in a low voice, and a golden light visible to the naked eye burst out from his eyes. The golden light was more than ten centimeters long.