Special Forces: I Can See the Experience Bar

Chapter 326

In mid-air, Donnie's weakened body was stimulated and he vomited, but his stomach was empty, so a lot of saliva dripped down the corners of his mouth.

Until there was a loud crash, Donnie first slammed into the wall, then crashed onto the coffee table, pinning the wine bottle and syringe beneath him.

At this point, the brain's protective mechanisms put him into a deep sleep.

This is not what Chang Ning wants; it wouldn't be fun if the rat fainted.

Strong vodka poured from the bottle, splashing onto Donnie's face, the external stimulus forcibly waking him up.

Donnie's experience was like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the anger in Chang Ning's heart.

The reason for waking up the "mouse" was to let him feel, in a conscious state, the slow passage of life like sand slipping through his fingers, and to let him approach the end of his life in fear and pain.

Donnie, who was forcibly awakened, was completely dazed, and the look in his eyes when he met Chang Ning's gaze had lost its usual sparkle.

Knowing that Chang Ning wouldn't let him go, he gave up struggling.

From the moment he embarked on this path, Donnie knew this day would come sooner or later, but he never expected it to come so quickly and so suddenly.

He originally thought he would face death calmly, but when he actually faced it, he found that he couldn't.

He has over a million US dollars in money; as the leader of a small gang, he still enjoys a few privileges; and even if he can't find top-tier beauties, it's still quite easy for him.

Having reached this level, Downey has surpassed 80% of people worldwide.

He hasn't enjoyed it enough yet, how could he possibly give it up?
But what's the use of being reluctant to part with it?
Donnie looked up at Chang Ning standing beside him with his lifeless eyes. Facing such a monster with maximum attack power, even if Zhan Lang came today, he would get slapped a few times.

"Ha~

I know you're not going to let me go.

Despite the throbbing pain coursing through his body, Donnie mustered his strength and sat up against the wall.

"I know what I've done all these years, but I don't regret it."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Chang Ning quietly.

Strangely enough, the monster avoided looking at Donnie with its indifferent gaze after Donnie was beaten.

It's the kind of eyes that can send shivers down your spine with just one glance, especially after the person who owns those eyes has committed violence; that feeling only intensifies.

Downey, who is currently experiencing all of this, is the best person to speak about it.

However, this feeling was diminished when Donnie was forced to confront the truth, especially after he looked Chang Ning in the eye and admitted what he had done.

This was certainly not because Chang Ning voluntarily reduced the psychological pressure on Donnie.

It can only be said that under the threat of death, Donnie was forced to overcome his fear of Chang Ning.

"Good to know. Now you can tell me your last words."

Chang Ning found a soft stool in the private room and sat down, playing with the knife that had been placed on the coffee table earlier.

It was also the only item that wasn't stained, and he casually put it into his pocket when the woman wasn't looking after he entered.

He originally intended it for self-defense; after all, Donnie's skills must be quite good, considering he rose from a lowly henchman to a gang leader.

Things didn't go as Chang Ning expected. From the start, Donnie was high on drugs and felt weak all over, so he had no strength to fight back.

So the knife became a tool that Chang Ning would play with, used to relax his hand muscles while listening to Donnie's last words.

"Last words?"

Donnie looked surprised, but he quickly masked it.

He never expected that this Asian man would ask him to say his last words. Even at this point, he was still playing tricks on him. What a twisted sense of humor.

Although I can't defeat the monster in front of me, I can't let him have his way.

"Dude, what last words could someone like me have?" Donnie said, trying to sound casual.

Since joining this profession, I've witnessed countless life and death incidents. The fear of death is something that can be overcome with a little effort; it's just a matter of getting stabbed or shot.

But if you suffer torture, it's not just a matter of one knife or one gun, but many knives.

Moreover, torture doesn't necessarily require a knife; there are other tools and drugs that can be used.

Donnie had made up his mind. If the other party intended to torture him, he would run into them and force the Asian man to kill him. He would rather die than endure torture.

Those who suffer torture endure unparalleled torment, both mentally and physically, often feeling as if they are living a life worse than death.

What's terrifying is that you can't even die.

He knows all too well the pain of being tortured; he's done it himself.

This time, however, the one tormenting is the one being tormented.

"Okay, it's better that there isn't one, it saves me time."

After saying that, Donnie saw the Asian man opposite him wave his hand quickly, and then a glint of silver flashed in his eyes.

Two or three seconds later, he felt something sticky on his neck. He touched it and looked closely, and it was blood!

Donnie's pupils constricted and his whole body went cold; that Asian man was indeed a monster.

His knife was so fast that he didn't feel any pain at all. By the time Donnie realized what had happened, intense pain, accompanied by the fear of death, had already begun to relentlessly assault his mental defenses.

So this is what death feels like.

Donnie clutched his neck, his face turning deathly pale—a sign of excessive blood loss.

Chang Ning, who originally intended to use this villain to refresh his interrogation skills, abandoned the idea and instead chose to give Donnie a "quick" death.

His identity was one reason, but most importantly, Chang Ning didn't want to become addicted to it; he was a soldier, not a pervert.

Moreover, he could achieve his goal without tormenting Donnie, it would just be less effective.

In the blink of an eye, Donnie was silent, with only occasional muscle twitches proving that he was still lively and energetic just minutes before.

Where is that foul smell coming from?

After dealing with Donnie, Chang Ning finally noticed a strong stench of urine in the already murky air.

Following the scent, a blonde woman with long, wavy hair was slumped on the ground, with water stains clearly visible beneath her.

It's obvious that Donnie's lover was terrified by the horrific scene just now, which is perfectly normal.

If this woman can remain unfazed after witnessing everything that just happened, then Chang Ning will have to reconsider the background of this woman.

How can someone remain calm and collected in such a brutal scene? Who would believe they're just an ordinary person?
Not to mention that the person standing in front of her was a veteran who had experienced many life-and-death situations; if there was a problem, Chang Ning would be able to tell at a glance.

Seeing the woman's behavior, Chang Ning breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she was just an ordinary person, a canary kept by Donnie's side.

Killing the alcoholic Donnie in any way wouldn't affect his plans; he was a man destined to die anyway.

However, if the woman in front of him were to die now for some reason, it would indeed have some impact on Chang Ning's plans.

His primary mission in coming to America was to gain notoriety, to spread his infamy from America to both the legitimate and criminal worlds around the globe.

So, the drunkard Donnie was just Chang Ning signaling his arrival to America. How could such an opening be possible without a witness acting as a mouth double?

"Please don't kill me!"

When the woman saw Chang Ning looking at her, a wave of fear enveloped her like sticky glue, making her feel like she couldn't breathe.

"I'll do anything you ask me to do, as long as you don't kill me."

He listened to the woman's trembling voice and watched her suppress her fear as she showed him her curvaceous body, her words full of innuendo.

As Chang Ning silently marveled at humanity's survival instinct, he stepped toward the woman.

"Do you want to come over here?"

Watching Chang Ning approach him step by step with an expressionless face, the sound of her footsteps echoing in the room was like a death knell being tolled.

Under immense pressure and fear, the blonde woman finally succumbed and fainted.

"Ok?"

Seeing the woman faint, Chang Ning withdrew his left foot, which had already stepped out.

That's good, it saves him the trouble of knocking the person unconscious himself.

He never intended to kill the woman in front of him. She was a witness to the case and a person who had experienced it firsthand. What a perfect substitute she was, and besides, he wasn't a bloodthirsty person.

The intelligence in their hands contained no description of the woman before them, indicating that she was not a sinful person or a heinous criminal.

For various reasons, Chang Ning chose to let go of the blonde woman lying on the ground, straightened his clothes which were slightly disheveled from the fight, and calmly walked out of the private room that the drunkard Donnie had reserved for.

The loud music from the first floor echoed through the empty corridor, which became a natural cover for Chang Ning to leave after finishing her work.

As she descended the stairs to the first floor, swaying to the rhythm of the music, Chang Ning naturally blended into the crowd of people dancing.

He darted through the crowd like a nimble fish, "swimming" towards the bar's entrance.

"Whoo~"

As Chang Ning emerged from the bar, he exhaled a breath of stale air; the cool morning air dispelled his weariness.

Inside and outside the door are two different worlds. People inside the door freely expend their energy and act wildly, while pedestrians inside and outside the door hurry up and rush about for a living.

"It's time to buy some equipment."

Overall, the operation was a success, and those minor flaws will not affect subsequent tasks.

He was referring to the racist Black driver he let go.

If Chang Ning also takes care of that black driver, wouldn't that be telling American law enforcement that he was the one who did it all?

If that black driver had only clashed with him in the past few days, it would be as blatant as lice on a bald head.

Based on the above considerations, Chang Ning decided to let the black driver go for now.

It's not that we don't want to clean up the mess, but we'll wait until things calm down before doing so.

Whether the Zero Point Gang will still exist after today is another matter. Perhaps he won't even need to take action himself; the Zero Point Gang's enemies will help him deal with those who slipped through the net.

Chang Ning has already taken care of the top leaders of the Zero Point Gang and has also received the money to buy equipment. Now the most urgent task is to get the equipment that was previously ordered.

He felt uneasy being in a foreign country without any weapons to defend himself.