Whether or not to buy intelligence is an extremely difficult thing for Buck. www.biquge.info But soon, he made a decision. Neither not buying, nor agreeing to the other party's conditions. Since it is a sale, it is natural that there is an offer and a counteroffer.

"Anderson, you told him that my authority can only be given to 600,000. That's my limit. Soon, Buck was able to contact the stationmaster via satellite phone. That black man Anderson. Holding the phone, Buck said in a deep voice, "As for the green card...... I need to get the information to determine if it's worth it for us to apply for him. ”

Soon, Anderson's voice came from the other end of the phone: "No, no, no...... Man, that's not the rule. We can only tell each other that you can give him 600,000. Green card, we will only tell the other party that you can't give it. We're not going to tell him that when you get the information, you'll see if it's worth it. ”

"Man, it's not our first day of business. It's not the first time that people have sold intelligence, and isn't it embarrassing for us to say that it's not worth it?! Anderson whispered on the other end of the satellite phone, "Barker, my old friend." I wouldn't say that to the other person. ”

Buck's face darkened, and he roared in a low voice, "What then?!" If I want to apply for a green card, it will take at least five days to get a reply from my boss. You also said that he only gave me three days! Fack, three days! Where am I going to apply for a green card for him?! I don't have this permission! ”

Anderson on the other end of the phone was silent, and the two had not dealt with each other once or twice. They don't dare to say that they know each other thoroughly, but they all know each other's authority in their hearts. Buck was telling the truth, and the maximum amount he could apply for here was $600,000.

Don't think that the Americans spend money without blinking an eye when they have more money, that's in weapons and equipment and war. But for this kind of work on the front, in fact, many times they don't cost much. In other words, the real intelligence work will not really be like the various lavish expenses of Bond in the movie.

If that kind of person goes to engage in intelligence, it is estimated that he will be killed by his own boss before he is killed by the enemy - I can find more good people to do this for the same money. Why am I nervously throwing a lot of money and letting a bastard who swaggers through the market and mingles with women all day long?!

"Barker, my old friend. You know it's not in order......" Anderson on the other end of the line said in a deep voice, and Buck opened his mouth to say something. But then Anderson interrupted: "But I can vouch for you, of course!" The premise is that you need to pay us $100,000 in commission. At the same time, we act as an intermediary to determine whether the intelligence is worth your green card. ”

After a pause, Anderson said in a deep voice: "I think, in this case, the other party may be willing to trade." Of course! If his intelligence is judged by us to be worth paying a green card, then ......"

"I won't default on the debt, I will get him a green card." Buck solemnly said to Anderson on the other end of the phone: "No one will go to the service station's account, and I am no exception." As long as this information is worth it, I will pay him a green card. ”

Anderson on the other end of the phone seemed relieved and said softly, "Okay, then I can try it for you." ”

"Thank you......" After saying this, Buck seemed to use all his strength. saw him slumped in a chair and casually pressed the phone. Denton looked at his boss cautiously and said softly, "Boss, do we really want to buy this information from that old guy in Anderson?!" Oh, God! That's 600,000! We have half a year's worth of money! ”

Buck raised his head weakly and sighed, "Otherwise?!" If Lu Song didn't tell a lie, then we would be provoking a troublesome enemy. Those old men are in the United States, so they are naturally fine. What about us?! We've got to do things here in Africa! Damn idiot! I don't even know why they provoked the jackals......"

"Is the torture going to begin?" Lying on the bed, Hou Dasheng looked at a white man who came to his bed and asked with a smile. As soon as this person walked in, Hou Dasheng knew who he was. This is the guy who kicked his grenade flying. This is already a week after Hou Dasheng was sober.

The white man had now washed off the paint on his face, and his entire face looked clear. He crossed his arms and looked at Hou Dasheng and smiled, "Man, to be honest, you are one of the toughest tough guys I've ever seen." Even if we are on a hostile side, I still have to praise you: tough guy! ”

"Thank you, but it's a pity that I didn't kill you after all. I regret it. Hou Dasheng looked at the white man for a while before he said softly: "How is it, you shouldn't have come here today to just talk to me, right?" ”

The man looked at Hou Dasheng with complicated eyes, and then said, "Although I don't want to, I still need to carry out the order." You're going to be sent into the hands of a pervert, that's a madman. Hope you survive. ”

After speaking, the man raised his hand. The black-clothed men who were guarding Hou Dasheng immediately got up, but saw them untie the handcuffs and shackles that locked Hou Dasheng in three or two. Pull him up from the bed. Grabbed his hands and put new shackles, handcuffs, and hoods on him at the same time. Then he grabbed him and walked out the door.

This is the first time Hou Dasheng has walked out of this room after waking up. It's a pity that at this time, Hou Dasheng couldn't see what was going on outside. The person holding him turned left and right, as if on an elevator. There was a shock, and Hou Dasheng felt that the elevator seemed to be going down. Then "Ding~! The door opened.

Hou Dasheng was carried forward and walked for about a minute before Hou Dasheng felt the feeling of the sun shining on his body. It's been a long time since he's felt this way. The ward where he was staying was completely closed. Hou Dasheng couldn't even tell the difference between day and night inside.

He didn't even know how long he had been there. Then he appeared to be stuffed into a car, which drove off. About ten minutes after driving out, Hou Dasheng heard the sound of waves in his ears. Then he was escorted out of the car, and after walking a little down the stairs.

Then he was put on the boat, and the sound of the waves was louder in his ears. Along with that, there is the sound of speedboats moving. The speedboat drove for about ten minutes, and Hou Dasheng was escorted down again. This time, the two people who were holding him took Hou Dasheng to the car. After driving for about ten minutes, I was sent out of the car.

This is into the house, because Hou Dasheng no longer feels the warmth of the sun shining on his body. After walking around the room for more than a minute, Hou Dasheng felt that he had been sent down a staircase. He was then pinned to a chair, with the handcuffs on his hands and the shackles on his feet chained to the chair. At the same time, Hou Dasheng was fixed on the chair with a belt.

At this time, his hood was lifted. The moment the hood was lifted, Hou Dasheng's eyes narrowed involuntarily. Because a bright light shot into his eyes, in front of him were three men in white coats and masks and glasses.

"Friend, we'll have a game soon." The man in the white coat standing in the middle showed a smile in his eyes: "If you cooperate, the time of this game will be shortened." Of course, I would be sorry. It's said you're a tough guy, and I like tough guys very much......"

saw the man looking at Hou Dasheng and said softly: "Okay, let's start with the simplest: what's your name?" Occupation, hobbies......"

"I'm a mud horse!" Hou Dasheng was expressionless and said this sentence in Mandarin to the man. The man's face remained unchanged, but he saw that the man in white to his right had opened a box. In the dim light, you can see that the box contains a pair of bright knives!

There are also probes, small hammers, and even small saws. The doctor in the middle looked at Hou Dasheng and said softly: "We all know that you can speak English, and you understand what I say." So, you're not going to answer my question. This is very good. ”

But as soon as the man who looked like a doctor stretched out his hand, the white coat on his right side immediately handed him a scalpel. The doctor walked up to Hou Dasheng and adjusted Hou Dasheng's chair so that his waist was bent directly facing his arm.

"Z~~" scalpel, very sharp. This white coat just scratched lightly, and directly cut the skin on Hou Dasheng's hand! Scarlet musculature is immediately exposed to the air! That kind of stinging pain made Hou Dasheng snort.

The white coat did not stop, but saw him reach back again. The white coat on his left didn't know when he opened another box, took out a pair of pliers and handed it to him: "I know this pain is of no use to you, you are a tough guy!" ”

"So I decided to take it a step up, and trust me you're going to enjoy the game." The white coat said, using a scalpel to gently avoid the blood vessels on Hou Dasheng's arm, and gently cut along Hou Dasheng's muscle texture as if cutting a steak.

Hou Dasheng's face couldn't stop breaking out in cold sweat, and his hands and feet began to tremble a little. The muscles in your arms are cut raw in front of you. And the other party is deliberate, slowly cutting your muscles. This kind of pain will make a lot of people crazy. The more Hou Dasheng trembled, the more painful it became.

He gritted his teeth to stop shaking himself. This white coat didn't seem to care about what Hou Dasheng was doing now, he just clamped Hou Dasheng's muscles with pliers and gently pulled them up! Incision of the skin, incision of the muscle. was pulled up directly by the pliers, and the scene was suddenly bloody!

"My name is Doctor, you can call me Doctor." The white coat didn't raise his head and said softly, "I'm not going to ask you any questions, you can open your mouth if you want to speak." If you don't say it, we'll move on. (To be continued.) )