Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 321 Make a Deal

Chapter 321 Make a Deal
Jiang Feng replaced the fuse and turned the switch on again.

Song Heping said to him in English: "Change to a thicker one, so that it won't trip again so easily."

Jiang Feng said, "If it's too thick, something bad will happen. What if it catches fire?"

Song Heping said: "This is a person, not an electrical appliance. If we burn it, we will burn him..."

Jiang Feng slapped his forehead as if he had suddenly understood something and said, "Right! How could I forget that this isn't for electrical appliances? Okay, I'll go get a thicker fuse."

The two of them were singing in unison in English, which scared Henry and the killer who were sitting in front and tied up like dumplings.

Henry pleaded, "I admit it, I admit it. It was me who betrayed the information and routes about your arms trafficking. I just ask you to let me die quickly, okay? Brother, after all, we are both men. I don't have any deep hatred against you. There is no need to torture me. Just let me die quickly, okay?"

Song Heping shook his head expressionlessly: "I want to hear more than that."

Henry said quickly: “I’ll tell you whatever you want to ask.”

Song Heping asked, "Where did you get this information? Who gave it to you?"

Henry shut up, his expression immediately becoming as ugly as if he was constipated.

Although he guessed that the CIA was probably trying to silence him this time, if he leaked the information to Song Heping, his fate would probably be even worse.

At this point, he still had a glimmer of hope.

Song Heping stopped asking questions and went straight to the killer. He asked in a calm tone, "Who are you? Who commissioned you to kill JK?"

The killer looked at the two iron rods in Song Heping's hands and his body trembled slightly.

Song Heping continued, "Judging from your coordinated tactics and skills, you're not an ordinary assassin organization. Are you from the CIA? Tell me the truth, or I'll have to torture you myself."

The killer's pupils were shrinking.

It means he is nervous.

Song Heping stared at him for a while, then suddenly raised his hands and thrust the two iron rods in his hands downwards.

"what!!!!!"

The iron rod sank into his thigh. Song Heping released his grip and asked coldly, "Tell me, whose men are you?"

The killer's eyes were bloodshot.

It hurts, it hurts so much!

His teeth were chattering and his eyes turned to Jiang Feng who was standing a few meters away.

There was a small DV next to Jiang Feng, and the indicator light was green, indicating that it was recording.

It would be disastrous if the entire confession was recorded.

Originally, the CIA sent assassins to kill JK in order to silence him and avoid him from being involved in the dispute between DGSE and Song Heping.

If this matter is exposed, the military will definitely ask the CIA to hold it accountable. No one knows how many people will be blamed by then.

Song Heping looked at the two iron rods on his thighs, which were like two flagpoles stuck in the ground. He reached out and wrapped the electric wire around them. During the wrapping process, the killer's muscles were twitching in pain.

"This iron rod is a bit rusty. It's easy to get tetanus..."

After saying that, Song Heping took a few steps back, walked to the power switch, and reached out to turn it off.

sizzle-

Since the transformer is very simple, the current noise is a bit loud.

Henry, who was sitting nearby, felt as if someone was gently cutting his heart with a knife when he heard the sound, making him feel as if his chest was hollowed out.

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A small spark actually appeared between the poor contact of the copper wire and the iron rod.

The lights in the room flickered, obviously due to a short circuit causing unstable voltage, which made the whole room feel like a horror movie.

The safe voltage that the human body can withstand is within 48V. Song Heping just tested it and the voltage reached 60-100V.

Although exceeding 48V may not necessarily kill a person, it can definitely cause some damage.

What's more, the quality of the homemade transformer that Song Heping made by hand was very worrying. The voltage was high and low at times, and it was extremely unstable.

Because of this, the killer was in ecstasy at this moment.

The feeling of electric current passing through the body is like using a knife to go directly through the flesh, moving through the muscles, blood vessels and nerves. And it's not just one knife, but many knives, countless knives constantly moving around in the body.

If Jiang Feng had just pulled out the nails and drilled through the palms as he did during the interrogation, it would only have caused local pain.

The pain of electric shock is felt all over the body, leaving no inch of the body untouched by pain.

"what!!!!!"

The killer tried his best to straighten his body, even making it into an arched position.

This is a spasm phenomenon caused by electric current stimulating nerves and muscles, and is a manifestation of the body's conditioned reflex.

His eyes had begun to roll back and his whole body was shaking.

Song Heping kept watching the voltage, the value rising and falling like the tide.

"Fuck, it stinks!"

Jiang Feng suddenly covered his nose.

Only then did Song Heping turn off the power.

Without the electric current, the killer's stiff body seemed to be suddenly drained of energy, and he collapsed in the chair.

Song Heping's eyes fell on his crotch. Urine was dripping down the edge of the bench, carrying a foul smell with it.

This guy is incontinent.

"Okay, now can you tell me the truth? Who sent you here? Who ordered you to take action? Who are you?!"

The killer swayed in his chair, looking at Song Heping as if he had seen a ghost.

But he had not lost his mind. What surprised Song Heping was that after asking several times, the killer still refused to say anything.

"He's really a tough guy..."

Song Heping turned on the power again without saying a word.

sizzle-

The lights flickered again. This time, there was a faint smell of burning...

Green smoke began to float from the killer's forehead.

This time, even Henry next to him felt like he was going to pee. When he served in the Royal Air Force, he was just an intelligence analyst. He was not a combatant, let alone a tough guy like the SBS or SAS.

Song Heping's actions were as fierce as a tiger. The killer had no tricks left, but he did...

"Oh! God, Song, please don't use this on me..."

"Are you willing to say it?"

"I'll tell you! I'll tell you everything! My information comes from the CIA's Irigo Intelligence Station!"

Henry felt that he might as well confess. Even if the CIA gave him trouble, he could just commit suicide. It was better than suffering here.

Even after he confessed, Song Heping felt that he was worthless and shot himself, which was a kind of relief.

It’s so scary!

"Who exactly is it?!"

"Simon! Simon! It's their stationmaster!"

Song Heping turned off the power.

The killer fainted.

Henry, on the other hand, was already covered in cold sweat and looked like he was about to collapse.

"I've already said it, are you satisfied?! Quick, give me a good shot!"

He begged Song Heping: "I revealed this to you, the CIA will definitely not let me go, you shoot me, it's a favor to me."

Song Heping said, "Don't worry, are you so anxious to die?"

Jiang Feng went over and woke up the killer.

The killer was in a semi-dazed state, shaking his head and calling out incoherently: "I said... I said... I said..."

Song Heping let him rest for a while, and the killer finally regained some consciousness.

"Tell me, who are you? What department do you belong to?"

"My name is Lance Hart...CIA...Irigo Branch...Operation Team B..." The killer's eyes were fixed on the two iron bars, and his legs were shaking.

"Who sent you?"

"Simon...Stationmaster..."

"Purpose of the action."

Hearing this, the killer subconsciously glanced at Henry and his eyelids drooped.

"Silence the witness...kill JK..."

"Why do you want to silence them?"

"We are only responsible for the action... We don't care about anything else..."

sizzle-

Song Heping turned on the power again.

Hart began to tremble and struggle like a fish out of water.

Thirty seconds later, Song Heping turned off the power.

This time, it took Hart a full twenty minutes to recover.

But this time he was completely convinced: "I said... because you are not dead, the station chief was afraid that his deliberate leak of information would be exposed, so he ordered us to kill JK to silence him."

"My encounter with Somali pirates in the Red Sea was also the work of your station chief?" Song Heping asked.

Hart shook his head: "I really don't know..."

Song Heping reached for the switch.

Hart collapsed and said, "Yes! I know, it's him! We found the Youth Army and hired a pirate gang through them to intercept you... I didn't expect them to fail..."

"Be good."

Song Heping said, "Why would you have suffered so much if you had told me earlier?"

"Then can you let me go?" Hart raised his head and looked at Song Heping with pleading eyes.

Song Heping shook his head: "No, did I say I would let you go? No, I just said that if you said it, I would let you go."

After saying that, he pulled out his gun and shot Hart in the head.

Hart's brains splattered on the floor.

Song Heping said to Jiang Feng, "Go bury him outside and clean up this place. We are ready to withdraw."

"Ok."

Jiang Feng quickly dragged Hart's body out.

"It's your turn." Song Heping turned to Hunter.

Hunter closed his eyes: "Come on, hit it right."

Song Heping said, "Who said they wanted to kill you?"