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He first subconsciously touched his pants and found that there was no blood on it. He then breathed a sigh of relief and realized that he had not lost anything. At the same time, he quickly looked at the fat man in front of him with a vigilant look.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" said the fat man, "I just scared you, after all--"

He licked his tongue and showed a strange smile: "I prefer pure love, not forceful ones."

"But if you refuse to obey, it's not impossible to force it, because this prison is quite strange. You may be sentenced to death for some small things. But for QJ's behavior, it's just a warning at most, saying that it's my first crime, even if I've committed it many times, haha, it's really funny."

"So, young, you might as well follow me. I see that you have tender skin and tender flesh, it should have a very good taste. I will be very gentle and will not make you feel pain, hehehehe, hehehehehe." When he said this, his laughter became more and more obscene, as if Song Yingsheng had become his meal on the plate and was destined to be tasted by him.

But he didn't expect that the little-faced person in front of him was a tough guy who could resist, even if he looked like he had no power at all.

Because Song Yingsheng's real combat power has never been above his body.

He silently heard the fat man say a lot, and he felt a little goosebumped and decided not to have too many fucks with him. After all, he felt that the most effective and fastest way to deal with this pervert would never be communication, but force.

Some people are afraid of death only when they see death. He thinks that the fat man is no exception. He immediately took out a gun from the warehouse and pointed it at the fat man under his laughter.

"What!" The fat man was startled, and without Song Yingsheng's reminder, he raised his hands: "Don't shoot first, I was just kidding just now."

For him, he had no idea that Song Yingsheng took out the gun from there, but now it is not the time to figure out such things. He doesn't want to die, so he naturally has to obey so that the "crazy man" opposite him doesn't shoot.

"Your joke is really funny." Song Yingsheng laughed for a moment, looked outside the prison, and confirmed that no jailer came over, and then continued to ask: "Tell me first, who are you, what are you doing here, and why am I here?"

"I'll answer the first question first..." The fat man in front of the gates of hell was very honest: "My name is 'Fat Man' Jack. Fat Man is my nickname. You can tell why I call this name by looking at my body shape."

When saying this, Jack shaking his belly, as if he wanted to prove himself, Song Yingsheng nodded and said, "Well, continue."

"Okay..." Jack continued to raise his hands, "As for what I'm doing here, I'm just to help those special forces solve some difficult people who refuse to speak out intelligence, because different people have different bottom lines, and some people can bear very heavy punishments--"

"But it may be because your family is threatened and you will speak out the information. Some people are also afraid that people like me, you know, do those behaviors, and choose to recruit evidence. In other words, they probably asked me to test your bottom line to see if you choose to speak out the information because you are afraid of me." Jack said honestly.

But I have a gun... The special forces must know that I can resist, because I have demonstrated this technique to the strong man in the bathroom. After listening to Jack's words, Song Yingsheng, holding the gun, was a little puzzled.

Then why, they still threw me here? Is there any reason? Are you not afraid that I will beat the fat man to death after being angry? That will not threaten me at all.

I can only say that they probably don’t pay attention to the life of the fat man. Even if I beat him to death, they probably won’t care too much. Anyway, a scumbag died, right? The real purpose should be the same as what the fat man said, to test my bottom line and see if I can scare me to tell the information directly......

Song Yingsheng, holding a gun, thought about himself and gave the answer.

At the same time, in the upper left corner of the prison, a blue object was slightly recording all this, and the commander of the special forces and the strong were watching the scene there.

"He actually took out the gun." The commander praised the strong man, "But we still don't understand very well. How did he do this space technology? Why do I feel that he took out such a big gun from his crotch?"

"Sir." The strong man responded respectfully and without losing his dignity: "You should have heard an old saying that you have specialized in your profession. Of course we can't understand it, but as long as we show these pictures to scientists, they may be able to understand it."

"Well, you're right." The commander nodded, "Then I'll go find those scientists. At the same time, I have to thank you for your strategy. We will successfully record that man's skills. Then, the next thing is the only guerrilla list he mentioned."

"He will definitely say it." The strong man seemed confident, "We have more time than him, and we will definitely be able to catch his weakness."

"When that time, he will naturally cry and beg us to tell us the information."

The two of them smiled happily, but only the passers-by next to them frowned, and then forced a smile.

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The picture returns to Song Yingsheng's double prison. He continues to aim at the fat man, but he already believes his words in his heart.

"It seems you didn't lie to me," he said.

"How could I lie to you, hero, I have answered all my questions. Can you put down your gun now?" Jack begged for mercy.

"Yes." Song Yingsheng stuffed the gun back into the warehouse, "But as long as you dare to get close to me, don't blame me for taking action."

"No, no." The fat man nodded and smiled flatteringly, and sat in the corner and stopped talking.

Song Yingsheng observed everything around him to see if he could escape from here.

But the process was not very smooth, because after he looked for a while, he heard footsteps coming from outside, and the passerby was coming.

If you still remember that passerby, they were interrogated by the commander of the special forces, but Song Yingsheng didn't know what his identity was. He only knew that he seemed to dislike him very much and said every day that he wanted to kill him.

When he came this time, he did not hide his thoughts. He looked at Song Yingsheng with disgust and handed two plates through the small hole next to the door to the fat man and the other to Song Yingsheng.
Chapter completed!