glory [rebirth]

Even though the silicone was soft, it was still very uncomfortable for Damian to swallow him forcefully, like swallowing a huge capsule.Fortunately, the silicone box didn't stick to the lining of his throat, and rolled directly into his stomach.

Augustine realized that something was wrong, and immediately took two steps back to stay away from right and wrong.

Those three people obviously didn't come here for personal conflicts. Even though they were mercenaries from all over the world, they would still abide by the most basic discipline, at least they wouldn't kill anyone when they came.

He gave Damian a subtle look, and Damian also took a step back, raising his hands in a gesture of surrender, indicating that he would not resist.

There were three people on the other side, the possibility of him winning alone was too small, and in this place, he couldn't contact his superiors, let alone talk about backup.

This place is located in the hinterland of the enemy army, even if he escaped by chance, it is absolutely impossible for him to go back smoothly.

If the other party finds out his identity, they will not kill him immediately because of emotion and reason. The most important thing now is to survive, and only by surviving can the information be sent out.

"Excuse me, are you..." Damian tilted his head and whispered in confusion.

The other party took out a pistol and hit Damian directly on the nose, and then motioned for the other two to tie him up.

Damian narrowed his eyes and said hastily, "What happened, why did you arrest me?"

The other party didn't say a word. The two grabbed Damian's arm and kicked his knee. Damian was caught off guard and knelt down straight, before being pushed to the ground.

"Why catch me!" Damian insisted.

The opponent held him down with great strength, and the rough gravel was pressed into his skin, drawing bloodstains and leaving long marks on the ground.

The gun on his waist was also taken away by the other party, and his hands were tied behind his back and he could not move.He made a gesture and struggled like a bound beast.

"Let go..." Damian gritted his teeth.

Augustine watched all this with cold eyes, and did not help anyone.

Damian's face was pressed tightly to the ground, and suddenly the other party stepped on his face with military boots.

Hold.Damian cursed in his heart, and then he felt a large shadow suddenly cast in front of him, and before he could react, he was suddenly hit by a huge force in the waist.

"Hmm..." That strange power spread throughout his body in an instant, causing him to tremble violently uncontrollably. Everything he looked at seemed to be an illusion. His limbs were weak at first, but then turned into tremors in an instant. The nerve endings seemed to explode, and the gushing saliva and tears could not be suppressed at all.

He was stabbed by the opponent's stun gun and completely lost the ability to resist.

The high-voltage electricity invaded his whole body, making his brain unable to think. It seemed that at that moment everything was returned to the original point, and his consciousness gradually disappeared.

He couldn't feel that the other party was dragging him all the way to the basement prison, he couldn't feel how many mercenaries were watching him along the way, and he couldn't feel that Augustine called Lei Ting and told him that he had determined that he had a problem things.

King Yar City, apartment.

Schwartz's hand holding the chopsticks suddenly trembled, and the ball rolled to the ground.

"What's wrong with you?" Mu Qingtong asked in surprise.

"No, it's nothing." Schwartz himself felt strange. Just now, his heart beat very fast, and he had the illusion of panic, "It's just not caught."

Mu Qingtong gave him a suspicious look, and pulled a tissue for him.

Schwartz knelt down, picked up the balls and threw them in the trash, then wiped the floor and table.

"Let's eat." Mu Qingtong said.

Central region, intelligence department station.

"Is there still no news?" Irmo put his hand on the detective's shoulder.

"No." The agent replied, "Damian's information has not been sent out. Chen Pi hasn't seen anyone since we met once, and other informants also said they didn't see him."

"Is there any other contact information for Chen Pi?" Yi Ermo frowned.

The detective shook his head and said, "These informants contact us unilaterally. Chen Pi is a drug dealer, and there is no fixed contact method."

Ermo was silent for a while, pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Boss, do you want to send someone in to have a look?"

"I can't get in." Irmo said, "The people on the house must not be used. Damian's entry is too deep, and His Highness has already launched a large-scale attack. We can't find a chance to squeeze people in... ..."

"..." The detective held the pen, stared blankly at the pile of documents on the table, and after a long while raised his head and said to Irmo, "Then Damian just folded like this?"

Yi Ermo is not sure, Jiang Yao must be very relieved to assign this important task to him, and it also shows that this person is very capable.

Even if you go deep into the enemy's hinterland, there may not be any accidents...

"Hasn't Lao Xu also lost contact? Send someone to find Lao Xu first, maybe the information has already been sent out." Ermo patted the agent on the shoulder, "Don't tell anyone about Damian, he His identity is still being kept secret.”

The agent nodded in understanding.

"I'll report to His Highness, and call me if there's anything to do."

"Okay, boss."

underground prison.

Damian was woken up by a burst of cold, he opened his eyes suddenly, and the water droplets rushed into his eyeballs, and the dry pain mixed with the mud made him close his eyes again instantly.

His hands were bound by iron chains hanging from the ceiling, and his whole body was suspended in the prison. It seemed that he had just been poured a bucket of water, his limbs were cold, so stiff that he could not move, and even the pain became numb.

Where is he...

"Are you awake?" He heard someone talking in a daze.

"It seems not." Another voice replied.

"Fuck, the water is freezing and you're still awake?" the man cursed.

Damian was bound by iron chains and couldn't break free. All the weapons on his body must have been confiscated.At this time, his consciousness also began to come back, and it seemed that there was something wrong with the touch of the skin—maybe he was worried that he would open the chain after waking up, and all the clothes on his body would be stripped off, leaving no piece of cloth.

At this time, he was hung naked in the prison.

"Come again, what's the matter."

Immediately afterwards, Damian heard the sound of scooping up water again, followed by the sound of a large amount of water being splashed out.

He resisted the discomfort and opened his eyes, but was forced to close them again by the scene in front of him——

A puddle of still steaming water was heading towards him!

"Ah——" Damian screamed, he couldn't avoid the scalding water pouring on him, and he couldn't tell what degree of water it was, he just felt that the temperature had made his skin lose its normal Because the water poured on him this time seems to be more icy than the last time.

His whole body was so hot that he couldn't help trembling, his knees bent uncomfortably, but he only held on for a second and then fell down feebly - he had no strength left.

"Hey, this kid is awake!" The person who was splashing water said excitedly.

Dami'an felt extremely uncomfortable all over his body. He felt as if ten thousand ants were crawling on his body alternately between hot and cold. There was pain and itching, and he could only endure this feeling silently, and he could not reach out to touch any part of his body.

He didn't know how long he had been hung, but he had already lost feeling in his arms. Suddenly, a drop of water dripped on top of his head. He raised his head in a daze to see what it was, but a burst of dizziness made him lower his head again.

There was no water on his hands, probably the blood from his wrist was strangled?Damian thought.

After serving in the army for so long, it was the first time that he was caught and locked up by the enemy.Damian pulled himself together, squinting his eyes to see clearly the person in the same room as him.

So after that it was torture?

Damian wasn't worried about this. Whether he was serving in the Black Swan or in the military academy, he had undergone anti-interrogation training, and he passed the endurance test several times in a row.

As long as he survives...

The gaps in the iron chain hoops are extremely small, leaving almost no gaps. It is impossible to escape only by dislocation of the joints. You must use the key...

"What are you moving?" The visitor stabbed Damian's thigh with a stick.

"Cough..." Damian was about to speak, but his throat seemed to be on fire, and he couldn't make any sound. The sudden vibration of his vocal cords actually provoked him to cough violently.

The visitor sneered.

Damian licked his lips, swallowed with difficulty, cleared his throat, and said, "Why did you catch me..."

Just now, the two splashers glanced at each other, as if they heard something funny, they replied, "We still want to ask you, what are you doing here?"

Damian also smiled and said, "What else can I do?"

The man looked at him with interest.

"How many people come here not for money?" Damian then added, probably because his throat was too uncomfortable, he coughed a few more times.

"Is that so?" the man asked back.

Damian smiled and didn't answer.

The two looked at each other for a while, and Damian looked straight into his eyes without flinching, and said, "I owe a fucking gambling debt, I want to find something to do, I just came here for two months, and the money hasn't been settled yet. I'll be locked up here after I finish... If you don't want to pay me, just kill me with a single shot, so why bother?"

The man didn't answer.

Damian continued: "Or, you just want to find a scapegoat? Just say it."

"..." The man walked up to Damian, looked up at him, and said, "I advise you to tell the truth."

"What's the truth?" Damian said calmly, "What else can I tell the truth? At least you have to accuse me of a crime and let me admit it. Isn't it normal for me to not cooperate, and then torture me into a trick? Let me tell you what's going on?"

The man looked at Damian, lowered his head and hit him on the waist and thigh with a stick. The force was not strong, as if he was testing the tightness of his muscles.

Damian said: "My dear son, is your father's dick big?"

"..."

The man was obviously taken aback, glanced at Damian's leg, and said mockingly, "It's not as thick as my smoke, grandson."

"You fucking smoke carrots?" Damian retorted.

"Fuck, you..." The man was visibly annoyed, but he was interrupted by another person just as he spoke.

"enough!"

"My dear son, do you dare to take off your pants for Bibi?" Damian said relentlessly.

Before the man could answer, the other man directly took the stick and hit him hard in the abdomen. Damian let out a muffled grunt, and the internal organs convulsed with pain.

"Fuck..." Damian cursed.

The other person didn't want to make jokes with Damian, and went straight to the point: "You have a strict mouth."

Damian felt a trace of blood rising from his mouth, probably because he was bleeding internally from the beating.

He twitched the corner of his mouth and replied, "Don't you think it's very sexy?"

It's a pity that the man was unwilling to accept his words, and said, "Many mercenaries come here for money, and I don't deny that. But the most lucrative job is not to improve weapons, and everyone knows that."

Damian sneered and said, "I'm afraid of death."

"Is that so..." the man replied indifferently, "I don't think so."

"Are you kidding..." Damian's dizziness became more and more intense. Maybe he hadn't eaten for more than ten hours, probably due to hypoglycemia, "Who the hell is not afraid of death? But you really want to kill me, can you Can't you give me a good time?"

"Oh, let me show you something first." The other person said, then turned to the other person and said, "Bring me the ring."

What will they show him?He claimed that he hadn't done anything suspicious in the two months since he came here, and undercover agents were usually discovered when information spread.

He didn't send anything out at all, how would the other party find him?

Damian was very anxious, but tried his best to control the calmness of his face.

The other party quickly brought the bracelet, and the person standing in front of him took it and opened the laser screen, and the button of the player appeared on it.

"Give me a movie before I die, you are treated so well here." Damian said.

"We all know this person." The man said to himself.

A person who was also tied up appeared on the screen. Damian shook his head, squinted his eyes to focus, and managed to see the picture clearly——Chen Pi was tied to a chair in tattered clothes, with a blue complexion , the fundus of the eyes was dark, and the cheeks were deeply sunken.

The Chen Pi on the screen has obviously been tortured, with his head drooping on the verge of death, and there are blood scabs on his face.

Chen Pi has been in this place for many years, and he has been delivering information without being discovered. It makes no sense that he was caught right away when he came here.

"Oh..." Damian made a look of sudden realization, "Did he recruit it?"

"Yes, it is because of him," said the man, "but not entirely."

Damian snorted.

He was quite sure that the silicone case was still in his body, and as long as the other party couldn't find any evidence, he would be able to deny it.

The man said calmly: "Chen Pi is an informant, so he doesn't need to recruit him. We didn't doubt him, but we fought a few times, and the losses were too coincidental, so we kept a few extra thoughts... We didn't expect it to be This little bitch sold us behind our backs, that map was leaked when we were fishing, and we wanted to catch another person, but he took the bait."

The other party only told him a general idea, but did not clarify all the facts.

"It's inexplicable." Damian said, "For me, he is a drug dealer. What does it have to do with me?"

"Really..." The man didn't care about Damian's words, he called up another video, "By the way, there is something else I want to show you."

When Damian saw the person on the screen clearly, his pupils constricted suddenly, it was his contact person!

Old Xu's eyes were covered by a black cloth, hemp ropes were wrapped around his body, and he knelt on the ground with his head held up by a rifle.

"Look, does it look familiar?" the other party asked him.

Damian: "..."

Then there was a rustling conversation in the video, and Damian watched as Lao Xu was shot in the head, his brain and blood suddenly exploded, and even some of the camera was splashed, and several places were changed. It was dark, and the scene was disgustingly bloody.

Damian closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had already shifted his gaze, staring straight at the other party.

"This is also from the Intelligence Department." The other party stated calmly, "He brought you here."

"You are different from Chen Pi." The man said, and then he seemed to press the back button, and the screen switched to Chen Pi again, "After I caught you, I thought about it for a long time, how can I make you speak... hard You can't come, no matter how much we torture you, you won't tell the truth, it can be seen that you have been trained, and many mercenaries here are like this."

"..." Damian looked at Chen Pi on the screen and wailed in pain, his thin body twisted into a slightly deformed posture.

"But you're not a mercenary." He continued, and then turned off the video, as if he was looking down at something, "You pretend too much, your words and deeds, your every move are no different from other people... oh , what are you going to say next? You were originally a mercenary?"

"..."

"But you're really not." The man said, "You have close contact with Chen Pi and Lao Xu, if you say you're fine, who will believe it?"

"Oh, I found it..." The man opened another interface, which said Damian's fake identity information, "We found your resume, Sergeant Raphael."

Damian breathed a sigh of relief. The other party did not find out his real information, and the intelligence department was fully prepared to conceal his identity.

"I didn't stay there a long time ago." Damian said, "Just because I used to be a Black Swan person, you arrested me, showed me two inexplicable videos, and then, you want to detain me A hat, do you think I’m an undercover agent?”

The other party turned a deaf ear and said, "There is nothing wrong with your information. It says that you were fired from the military because of gambling... Anyway, everything is reasonable."

Damian sneered.

"But your appearance is too coincidental, so we have to doubt it. Besides, what did you want to do when you appeared in such a remote place at that point yesterday..." The man said, taking out a piece of burnt paper from the side. The red-hot soldering iron said, "The conditions here are quite crude, and I'm not sure what it takes to recruit you. I'm too lazy to think about it, so I just try one by one..."

Damian's thigh quickly felt the heat of the soldering iron, and he gritted his teeth without saying a word.

The other party undoubtedly wanted to know his true identity and whether he was an informant from the Ministry of Intelligence.

Although Chen Pi was arrested, he definitely did not confess him, otherwise the other party would not have spoken so vaguely.

As long as Chen Pi doesn't pull him into the water, he will never let go. He knows Jiang Yao's general offensive strategy, and this side will become the front line in a short time. When the time comes, he can find a chance to escape if there is confusion, and maybe he will return. Can save Chen Pi...

"Ah——" as soon as the soldering iron touched Damian's skin, there was a "squeaky" sound. Damian screamed, his whole body trembling in pain, his face twitched, and beads of sweat quickly gathered on his forehead.

The place burned by the soldering iron was burnt, and a strong stench and smoke filled the room immediately.

Damian was gasping for breath, his eyes turned black, and black blood oozes from the wound, flowing slowly along his muscle lines, covering his knees, spreading to his ankles, and finally dripping onto the ground.

The red iron quickly turned black after scalding the skin. After more than ten seconds, the man felt that the temperature was not enough, so he picked it up and pressed it on Damian's other leg.

Damian couldn't control his roar at all, as if this was the only way to relieve the heart-piercing pain. His whole body was convulsed with pain, and he arched his body to escape from the prison, but the branding iron clung to his body like a shadow skin.

This time, the effect was not as strong as before, and there was only a little smoke coming out. The man exhaled, as if he was resisting the stench of burning.

The sense of blood in Damian's mouth became more and more obvious.

Probably just bit through a gum.he thought.

"Fuck you..." Damian's throat seemed to be scratched by sandpaper, and his voice became extremely hoarse, like a dilapidated bellows.

"Oh." The man said calmly, then put the soldering iron back to its original position, picked up the stick again, compared the position where he was burned just now, then raised his hand suddenly, and swung it down!

"Ah!!!" The tone of Damian's ending has changed, from thick to extremely sharp, and the iron chains on the ceiling kept making heavy clashing sounds due to his struggle.

A large amount of blood spurted from his wound, gurgling unstoppably.

King Yar City, apartment.

Schwartz was awakened by the nightmare, his heart was beating extremely fast, he picked up the communicator and checked the time, it was just five o'clock in the morning.

He covered his face with his hands and lay back down again, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Since yesterday afternoon, he has been inexplicably flustered, obviously nothing happened, what happened...

The weather has been very cold these days, is he sick?

Schwartz touched his forehead and felt that there was no sign of fever at all, but he still got up and took out the thermometer from the drawer and put it in his mouth.

After a while, the thermometer beeped, and he took it down to see that it was 36.9.

No fever.

So what went wrong?

Schwartz sat by the bed and looked at the outbox of the communicator. There were 47 messages to Damian in it, but they were still unread.

It's been two months, come back soon, Damie...