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Chapter 769 Pay the price

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    "Who are you?" Sergey said in a deep voice.

    The bodyguard-looking man in a black suit shrugged and sneered, "Armed Forces of Colombia, Third Column of the Fifth Group, Lieutenant Colonel Jason. I have been waiting for you for a long time. I know someone will definitely come to rescue you, but your operational efficiency is really amazing.  It¡¯s surprising. It almost caught me off guard. It bypassed most of my security forces and found it directly. It¡¯s quite an ability.¡±

    Sergey cursed under his breath.

    Jason ignored him and said coldly, "Who are you? It can be seen that you are not from the government army. The outfit you are wearing should not be a military personnel, but a mercenary, right?"

    "Is this an interrogation?" Sergey sneered.  "You know what? You make me feel like I've been tricked. It's been a long time since anyone could lie to me like this, just like a certain girl a long time ago. It really makes me a little angry."

    "I can make you even more angry." Jason opened the cell door and walked outside, looking at Sergey with one hand hanging on the door and shrugging.  "I'm going to catch all of you. Then I'm going to take you outside and shoot them one by one, film the whole process on video, and post it on the Internet. What do you think of this idea? You will become a big star with tens of millions of hits, because you  There¡¯s going to be a shooting reality show.¡±

    "Yes, please make me look more handsome. Also, is there any performance fee?" Sergey said with a playful smile.

    Jason raised his hand and pinched his chin, and shouted, "Don't be such a naughty boy. Understand the situation. Now you are in my hands."

    "You only caught me alone, so it can't be considered a success." Sergey glared at him.

    "That's right, then tell me where the others are?" Jason let go of Sergey.

    Sergey closed his eyes and said nothing, and the dead pig sang a Russian folk song in a low voice without fear of boiling water.

    ¡°If you have the guts, I like the guts.¡± Jason nodded and punched Sergey in the face.  Sergey staggered. One of his hands was handcuffed to the door and he couldn't move.  He couldn't fight Jason with just one hand. He was beaten hard and his face was covered in blood.

    Jason said anxiously, "Where are your accomplices? Where are those people?!"

    Sergey opened his swollen eyes and smiled coldly, "I don't like being beaten at all, because when I was a child, I was beaten every day. The worst time I was beaten was when I was about nine years old. I just stole some bread.  One guy broke several of my ribs and twisted my arm. I was lying in the garbage and almost died that cold winter. So I later swore that anyone who hit me would have to pay the price.  .¡±

    The look in his eyes gave Jason a chill, so in order to embolden him, Jason punched Sergey hard in the abdomen.  "Then what?"

    "Then when I was healed, I killed him. I stabbed him more than two hundred times with a knife. Later, my hands became soft. I almost smashed his stomach. I felt sick.  I vomited on the ground for a long time until the police surrounded me." Sergey said with a ferocious smile, "Guess what will happen to you in the end?"

    ¡°Are you trying to scare me?¡± Jason laughed wildly, ¡°Do you think I¡¯m so easily scared?¡± He suddenly punched Sergey¡¯s face and kept landing on him.  Sergey added a lot of scars, but his eyes shone with unyielding wildness.

    This look made Jason extremely uncomfortable, just when he stopped and planned to take a rest.  Sergey turned around suddenly, and the handcuffs on the door were untied by him at some point.

    The shiny handcuff chain quickly tightened around Jason's neck. Sergey turned around suddenly and carried Jason behind his back.  The handcuff chains gradually tightened, and Sergey bent forward so that Jason's feet could not touch the ground.  Jason's throat was strangled by the chain of handcuffs, and he was carried on his back by Sergey. He was dancing and dancing, but he couldn't struggle at all.

    Sergey said nothing and gradually tightened the handcuffs.  The blood on his face kept dripping at his feet.  Both Sergey and Jansen were breathing heavily, the difference being that Jansen's breathing was getting weaker and weaker.

    Finally Sergey released the handcuffs, and by this time Jason was no longer breathing.  Sergey wiped the blood on his face with his arm and said calmly, "You are too self-righteous. I can open the handcuffs with one hand. As long as there is a small wire, I can open most types of handcuffs in the world."

    He sat down and took a breath. Jason had caused him a lot of damage.  Whenever he breathes now, he feels pain in his chest.

    Jason made a mistake.  After catching Sergei, he was too proud.  If he had informed the others in time, Sergey wouldn't have had a chance.  But Jansen thought he had Sergey handcuffed to the door, so there was no chance he could come back.  So instead of summoning others,Prepare to torture Jason alone.

    Of course, this is also related to Sergey deliberately irritating him.  If Sergey hadn't deliberately provoked him, Jason wouldn't have lost his cool and hit him.  Sergey knew that he had really saved his life.  But he also knew that the danger had not left and could happen again at any time.

    So he dragged Jason back to the cell, closed the door again, turned around and looked elsewhere.

    This time he learned the lesson. He knew that such an important hostage must be guarded by someone special.  So he looked carefully for the guarded cells.  Suddenly he heard the sound of someone approaching, and immediately turned around and hid in the shadows.

    Two armed men came over and said, "I seemed to have heard the sound of fighting just now."

    "Nonsense, this is a detention area. That's not a fight, it's torture." Another militant shrugged, "Isn't this very common?"

    "That's right, it was the hostage kidnapped yesterday who made us nervous. Who do you think that person is, why should the leader of the group be so nervous? I thought the president himself was kidnapped." The man said with a smile.

    "Not only our place, but also the alert level outside has been raised to the wartime stage. It seems that this guy is not simple, but those who can be imprisoned here are not ordinary people. Maybe he has a strong background." Armed.  Molecule shrugged.

    "Anyway, just pay more attention to this area." Another militant nodded.

    Sergey slowly revealed his scarred face in the shadows on the side of the mountain wall, silently following the two Colombian militants.  Walking forward, he knew that as long as he followed the two guards, he would be able to track down the target person's location.

    ¡°This is indeed the case. Ten minutes later, he did find the target person¡¯s detention location.  Sergey looked at his watch. There was still an hour before the agreed time, and he was not sure about saving anyone now.  So he turned away, returning like a ghost to the air duct.

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