Kamala awoke from a coma in the middle of a wooden hut that is common in Johannesburg, South Africa, and is made of sturdy and durable logs, usually in the suburbs or by the lake.
Soon, he realized that he had been tied face down on top of a tub in a strange way, his hands and feet tied to a long wooden board that was only knee-length and fixed to the back of the tub, and his entire upper body was unsupported.
Fortunately, there was a wooden plank across his chest, which supported the weight of his entire body, so that his upper body would not hang down in the bathtub.
He struggled a few times, and soon felt utter despair, apparently the man who had tied him up had left him no chance to break free.
"You're finally awake."
Long Yun's voice came from the front of the bathtub.
Kamala raised his head with difficulty, followed the prestige, and saw Long Yun, who had already removed his heavy body armor, and his face immediately turned blue.
"Don't kill me" Kamara wanted to make his expression as flattering as possible, so he squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, "I'm sorry about your teammates, it's really a pity, war, death is always inevitable, even if they kill me, they can't be resurrected." ” Long Yun sat in the chair, wringed his hands and looked at Kamara, sneering, it was hot in the room, but Kamara felt that Long Yun's smile was colder than the ice in Antarctica.
"I have money, I have a lot of diamonds, many, many first-class diamonds, as long as you let me go, I will make a phone call, and immediately my subordinates will send the diamonds to any place you specify, just ask you not to kill me, killing me will not do you any good."
Kamara is a warlord leader after all, and his eloquence is quite good, and in his opinion, all this is just for money, and he rebels for money, and the mercenary called Ghost in front of him is no exception, their mercenary business is originally fighting for money, and giving money may have a glimmer of hope for survival.
"Tut-tut, Kamara, I thought you would be a tough guy, but you have been rampant in Sierra Leone for several years, and you have more than 10,000 troops under your command, but I didn't expect it" Long Yun stood up in his chair, "What I want today is not money, I want intelligence." ” "Intelligence" Kamala was a little confused, but immediately became smart, "I must say, I say everything, I know what to say, and I don't hold it at all." ” It's important to save your life, what is intelligence, it's really meaningless to compare it with your own diamonds.
"Do you know why people call me a ghost" Long Yun slowly walked to the table by the window, picked up a mirror casually, walked back to the bathtub, and wrapped it in transparent tape around the front of the bathtub, facing Kamala.
Kamala looked at Long Yun in confusion as he looked at all this, and he could clearly see his appearance in the mirror.
Mirror what he does The warlord leader had a vague feeling in his mind that something was wrong, and there seemed to be a sense of foreboding.
"Because you're amazing" "Don't slap me on the back."
"Because you want to be as scary as a ghost, it's about a legend, and there is no information in your hands that you can't dig out, and there is no mouth that you can't pry open."
"Smart" Long Yun seemed to be a little satisfied with this answer, and said with a grin: "Do you know why I interrogated so well?"
Hearing this, Kamara's face turned pale, there are many ways to obtain information, a mercenary like Long Yun, the absolute method will not be gentle, and it must be rough and simple, to put it bluntly, it is torture.
"Tsk, looking at your bear-like appearance, you must have guessed wrong again."
Long Yun stepped aside again, pulled a pair of wires to the edge of the bathtub, then turned on the switch on the wall, came over and picked up the wires, and when the red and black wires touched, a string of sparks jumped out.
"Woo, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, please don't torture me," Kamala almost cried, the pair of wires was obviously not a good toy, and it made people jump like live fish on the ground.
"I said you were wrong, I guess you don't accept it at all, in fact, it's not difficult to dig up intelligence in the mouth of a living person, reality will never be like in the movie, heroes are fictional, you can imagine that in thousands of torture methods, there are really people who can survive" The more Long Yun said this, the more sweat appeared on Kamara's forehead, and he heard the sound of his teeth clattering together.
"Actually, the reason why I am called a ghost is because I have a means, a special ability, to obtain information in the shortest possible time" Long Yun said this, stretched out his finger and poked Kamala's head, "I can enter your mind and find the answer I want in your memory." ” Kamala was confused and scared, and trembled and said: "Since this is the case, can you let me go, you can take any information you want, no, no, no, I can just say, don't bother you to enter my head, I'm very obedient." ” He suddenly remembered a legend popular among Sierra Leonean rebel soldiers that most of those who were interrogated by the mercenary called the ghost ended up being idiots.
If he became an idiot, even if Long Yun let himself go, it would be meaningless.
"Today I don't plan to use this special ability of mine, since you are willing to say it, of course it is very good, but there is an old saying in my motherland, the villain first and then the gentleman, which means that I have to make it clear before you cooperate with me."
Long Yun pulled a water pipe to the edge of the bathtub, turned on the faucet, and water gushed out of the pipe and flowed into the bathtub, "Today's result is that you must die, I will definitely kill you, but before you die, you must tell me all the information." ” "What" Kamala was stunned, he didn't understand the meaning of these words for a while, he wanted to die by himself, and he had to recruit his own workers, since he knew that he was going to die, why did he confess to this guy, and he was going to kill himself in a grand manner, telling himself that this guy was crazy, this guy was not like a robber who cut the path, he wanted to make money and kill himself In this case, why did he open his mouth to tell everything that the ghost wanted to know and discuss "What do you mean" Kamala gritted her teeth and stared at Long Yun with a pair of dead fish eyes.
Long Yun looked at the horizontal line in the bathtub and said quietly: "I mean, when you tell me everything I want, then I can shoot your watermelon head."
It's as simple as that."
"Delusional" Kamala, no matter how stupid she is, understands this time, "You dream, you goddamn bastard, since you're going to kill me, then go to hell and ask me for your damn information, I won't say a word."
He felt that since he was destined to die, there was nothing to be afraid of wearing shoes, because shoes were valuable, and if he was also barefoot, it would be a big deal to fight hard.
"Tut-tuk has finally become a tough guy, I like your tone."
Long Yun saw that the water in the bathtub was almost full, and turned off the faucet, "But it seems that it is too early for you to say such things now." ” He put on a mask and windproof glasses, bent down to pick up a plastic tube from the ground, unscrewed the lid, and slowly poured the powder down the edge of the tub into the water.
When the powder touches the water, it immediately bubbles and precipitates some white smoke.
Kamala felt a rather pungent smell penetrate her nostrils, burning pain in her airways and lungs.
"Ahem, ahem, what is this, did you put something in it," he writhed desperately, avoiding the bubbling water like a snake and scorpion, for fear of getting on himself.
Obviously, this thing is definitely not Sprite or lemonade.
"Ah, I was in a hurry to prepare this time, so all the tools were simplified, and this bathtub was bought by my old teammate Lao Yu, and I used it temporarily.
By the way, do you know which one is the old fish who was burned alive on Route 334. ” "Pour these into these are concentrated hydrochloric acid powder, this is the thing that is easy to buy on the market in South Africa, the concentration has reached more than 6o, and the purity is still almost there."
Long Yun nagged like a chef who meticulously prepared the ingredients: "Actually, I have considered sulfuric acid, that thing is more suitable, but I am afraid that others will think that I am going to do something bad when I buy a bathtub of sulfuric acid at once, and it will not be good to be targeted by the police." ” Kamala felt that the guy in her thigh had begun to sore, and a strong urge to urinate came up irrepressibly.
This guy was scared to pee
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