Super Special Forces King

Chapter 552-The Spy of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group

552.

Zhao Qiang also didn't expect that under his hands, there was actually a scout from the Death Scythe mercenary group.

If he is eager to report the situation to the Death Scythe mercenary group, his own people really can't find out, there is such a moth lurking in his group, and he may not know what kind of trouble it will cause.

He pressed the cigarette **** between his fingers into the ashtray, stood up, and walked to the man who was kneeling in front of him.

Speaking coldly, "I, Zhao Qiang, think I'm not thin to you, let's talk about it, what is going on?"

The man's eyes were obviously flustered, and he said nervously: "Boss, I really don't know what I made, what do you want me to say?"

"At this time, are you still thinking about arguing? I said, brother, are you a bit big-hearted?" Zhao Qiang sneered and sneered: "You obediently tell me everything you know, maybe my conscience finds it hurts you Die happily, otherwise, don’t blame me as the boss for not talking about brotherhood."

"I...I really don't know what you are talking about, boss, I didn't make any mistakes." The man still insisted on his statement.

"Really? It's really a dead duck."

Zhao Qiang sneered, his eyes turned to the poisonous scorpion standing aside, and said: "Poisonous scorpion, let him remember the memory well, I believe he can think of many things."

The poisonous scorpion nodded coldly, and pulled out a steel cone from his sleeve. It looked like an embroidery needle for sewing clothes, but the tail end was thick with fingers, the front part was sharp, and the length was 15 centimeters!

The steel cone pierced the man's skin and plunged into his spine.

The severe pain made him scream frantically, and fell to the ground, twisting his body uncontrollably.

"Hmph!" The poisonous scorpion snorted coldly, and kicked him directly on his face, kicking him to the ground, with his foot on his cheek.

Zhao Qiang also said in a cold voice at this moment: "Say! Now I am in a good mood and say, I will give you a happy way to die! Otherwise, I will make you unable to survive or die!"

The steel cone was still churning back and forth in the man's spine, hitting the bone and making a crackling sound, and the man's body twitched even more.

"I... I said." After all, the people who can persist in the extremely painful torture are all professionally trained and extremely determined people. Obviously men are not among them.

"I am a spy deployed by the Death Scythe Mercenary Corps in Rwanda. I don't usually have a mission. I only start to act after receiving an order."

"This time I received the above order to report on the recent events in Rwanda. There is also concern about the activities of Chinese people in Rwanda."

Hearing what he said, Zhao Qiang's brows not only didn't stretch, but frowned.

Investigate the activities of Chinese people? What does it mean? Brother Feng in the Huangquan Mercenary Group, himself, the dancer, Zhai Qiang, Goshawk, and Hound are all Chinese. Does the Death Scythe Mercenary Group already know the details of the Huangquan Mercenary Group?

Unable to figure out the reason for this, Zhao Qiang secretly remembered in his heart, and called Zhang Feng after preparing to torture.

Keeping his eyes on the man, he asked again: "How many other spies are lurking in Rwanda like you?"

"Only myself."

"Only you? Do you dare to lie to me now?" Zhao Qiang obviously didn't believe his answer.

"No, no...I dare not lie to you, I am really the only one! Rwanda is not within the reach of the Death Scythe mercenary group, so I am the only one who is here to find out the news." Man He quickly explained that he felt his spine was injured now, and his entire lower body was completely numb, and he lost consciousness.

Zhao Qiang nodded, he said that was somewhat credible.

The interrogation continued for a while, and the men were all **** and reported all the things they knew without reservation, but there was nothing important.

"Kill me, I have said everything I should say." The man didn't want to live on. Now that the spine is injured, I am afraid that the best outcome in the second half of life is high paraplegia, so it is better to die.

The scorpion looked at Zhao Qiang inquiringly. As long as Zhao Qiang spoke to confirm, she would kill the man without hesitation.

Zhao Qiang shook his head slightly, this spy can't die yet, maybe there are other functions.

"Poisonous scorpion, put him in custody first and let me stare at him for twenty-four hours. You can't let him die without my order!"

Hearing this, the poisonous scorpion nodded and dragged the man out of the room.

Zhao Qiang sat on the sofa again, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and held it in his mouth.

He took out his cell phone and dialed Zhang Feng's phone. After two beeps, he was connected.

"Hey, Erqiangzi." Zhang Feng's voice came over the phone.

"Brother Feng, I have a situation to tell you, it's about the Death Scythe mercenary group." Zhao Qiang said straightforwardly.

"Reaper's sickle mercenary group?" Zhang Feng frowned slightly when he heard Zhao Qiang's words. Could the Death Scythe Mercenary Corps have reached out to Rwanda?

Rwanda is the rear base of its own Huangquan Mercenary Corps, so you must not lose! Hurriedly asked: "What's the matter? Second strong son."

At the moment, Zhao Qiang will catch the spies of the Death God's Scythe Mercenary Group, and all the news that he has inquired from the spies is revealed.

Zhang Feng's doubts are also eliminated. It seems that the Death Scythe Mercenary Corps has not reached Rwanda yet. It is just a spy and can accept it.

"Second strong son, you are doing this very well! Rwanda is very important to our Huangquan Mercenary Corps. There must not be any mistakes! In this way, the power you have in your hands can be considered as good! Start giving I carried out a big cleaning, and removed all the people of unknown origin from your group! There is also the spy who tried to pry me out of his mouth, how he contacted the Death Scythe mercenary group, This is the most important."

"I understand, Brother Feng! Then do this first, and I will call you when there is a new situation." Zhao Qiang said.

"Okay, that's it."

Hanging up the phone, Zhang Feng's expression was far less relaxed than when he was speaking, his brows furrowed.

He was thinking about why the Death Scythe mercenary group should focus on investigating the Huaxia people. There is also the same question as Zhao Qiang in his heart. Could it be that the Death Scythe Mercenary Group has mastered the details of its Huangquan Mercenary Group? If that's the case, I'm afraid things will be bad.

Turning my head and thinking for a moment, I think it should not.

The Huangquan Mercenary Group has always been extremely low-key, even Manfred probably only learned about it when he was fighting the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group.

How can the Death Scythe mercenary group know? The more so, the more doubtful his investigation of Huaxia.