Chapter 889

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Zhang Feng, in the dormitory, was lying on the bed with his arm resting on his back. He did not expect that the two of Ugly Tom and Handsome Tom had already analyzed the relationship between him and Silgarva through surveillance video.

This is something he did not expect.

There is no impermeable wall. No matter how careful it is, no matter how deep it is hidden, it will leave clues.

Fortunately, even though handsome Tom was smarter, he seemed to see through everything, but he didn't think of another problem, that is, Zhang Feng's purpose, but it is not just as simple as trying to escape from here.

Ugly Tom and Handsome Tom were both as a joke, and his real goal was to destroy the Super Soldier Institute.

It was too crazy and too difficult to achieve, so it seemed impossible, so handsome Tom didn't think about it at all.

Zhang Feng was thinking about one thing right now, and that was his faint feeling that their batch of living experimental samples had reached the final stage of their transformation into super soldiers.

Then at this last stage, when will you come back?

This is what he is most concerned about now. If you don't pick the right time, you will probably not be ready by that time, and if you make a temporary attack at that time, there may be mistakes.

Therefore, Zhang Feng secretly decided in his heart that he must move faster, arrange all the people he chose together as soon as possible, and plan this matter carefully. Only in this way can he be able to launch the last time. It will not be improperly prepared.

on the other hand.

After Caldera was bandaged by the medical doctor, he was escorted by soldiers with live ammunition to walk outside.

Just about to turn to the direction of the dormitory, the soldier said in a deep voice, "Go here!"

Move the muzzle, pointing in the direction of another corridor passage.

Caldera said confusedly: "Isn't the dormitory in this direction?"

"Nonsense, let people do whatever they want!" the soldier yelled impatiently. At the same time, he lifted the **** and slammed it at Caldera.

Caldera directly grabbed the muzzle with a wave of his hand, yanked the automatic rifle directly into his hand.

Facing this situation, the other two soldiers flicked their eyelids and immediately pulled the bolt, the muzzle of the gun was placed on Caldera, and he said in a deep voice: "Put down the gun!"

Caldera looked around at the two people with a gloomy face, sneered twice, and slowly tensed his muscles, bent the automatic rifle in his hand directly, and threw it on the ground casually.

The faces of several soldiers changed drastically, but they did not dare to shoot.

Caldera didn't say anything, just turned and walked towards the corridor they said.

‘Crack. ’

The door opened and Caldera was escorted in. When he saw Ugly Tom sitting behind the table, his brows frowned.

Ugly Tom tilted Erlang's legs and saw Caldera coming in, with a cold face, and said, "Sit down."

Caldera looked at the chair opposite him, hesitated a little, and sat down.

The soldiers standing on both sides immediately cuffed his hands and feet with the handcuffs fixed on the chair.

At the same time, a cowhide belt about ten centimeters wide came around from behind, tying him firmly to the chair.

Caldera broke free twice, and found that the handcuffs and ankles were so strong that he couldn't break free.

Looking angrily at Ugly Tom, he shouted angrily: "Let go of me, what do you want to do?"

Ugly Tom did not answer Caldera's slightly naive question, but waved at the person standing behind him.

The opponent immediately walked out of the room knowingly, leaving Ugly Tom and Caldera alone.

Caldera was still trying to break free, but in vain.

Ugly Tom put down his cocked Erlang's legs, a sulky smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but he didn't express anything, but looked at Caldera sitting doomed to struggle in vain.

It was not until Caldera gave up the struggle that he said: "Why, give up the struggle? Humph, I know how terrifying your power is, so, will I use ordinary handcuffs? I am not stupid enough. Which point!"

"What do you want to do?" Caldera asked in a deep voice.

"I don't want to do anything to you, just want to ask you a few small questions, as long as you can answer me honestly..."

Before Ugly Tom finished speaking, Caldera interrupted him, "What if I don't say it?"

"Don't tell me? I think you'd better say it, otherwise I don't mind letting you taste the bitterness of flesh and blood." Then, Ugly Tom sneered and took out a fist from the drawer in front of him and put it on his right fist.

The silver fist gleams with a cold metal ray, and the sharp spikes are one centimeter long, which can magnify the fist's lethality several times.

Caldera's mouth twitched twice. Although the fist hadn't hit him yet, it was not difficult to imagine what it was like.

"What do you want to ask, say, as long as I know I can tell you."

"I like your attitude very much. The first little question, how much do you know about Tyrone's identity, and when did you know him." Ugly Tom raised the first question.

"Tyron? I met him on the truck. As for his identity, how do I know." Although Caldera's head is slow, but what should be said, what should not be said, what can be said, what can not be said, still divided Clear.

Ugly Tom shook his head slightly, and the sneer at the corner of his mouth grew colder.

"Your answer makes me very dissatisfied." With that, Ugly Tom slammed his fist on Caldera's chest.

boom!

The fist pierced deeply into Caldera's chest, piercing the skin and flesh sharply with a full centimeter.

amount! Caldera let out a low growl in his throat, and the pain made his muscles all over his body high, and his hands and feet struggled again with all his strength, but it was still in vain.

Ugly Tom sneered and pulled out his fist, bringing out a stream of blood.

"The following is the second question, I think it is to answer me, understand?"

Ugly Tom asked coldly: "What is the relationship between Tyrone and Silgarva? What are they discussing, say!"

"I don't know, I don't know anything, so don't you want to get a word from Lao Tzu!" If Ugly Tom is kind to persuade you, maybe you can get some information from Caldera. It's just that his violent interrogation methods aroused Caldera's rebellious psychology, and he didn't say anything at all.

"You are finding sin for yourself!"

Ugly Tom's face was ugly, with his fist, madly raining on Caldera.