The Man Standing on Top of the Food Chain

Chapter 17: damage

Inside the secret room, a huge searchlight shone on Pete Parker's head, waking him from his deep sleep.

The eyes were dazzling. Pete Parker looked around. All he could see was the dark area except the place illuminated by the searchlights. He didn't know how big the room was and whether anyone was around. He moved his body and found that he was fixed on a chair and couldn't break free.

A chaotic brain gradually reacted. He remembered that he was caught by the big summer queen.

‘Is it interrogation again? ’

Just as Pete Parker thought so, a man's voice came from all directions.

"Hello Pete."

With a sneer, Pete replied, "Don't waste any effort. My team members are all dead. What else do you want to know?"

"Tian Haowen, should he be one of you?"

Pete shook his head. "He has long since retired. I don't know where he went."

"I don't think we should go in circles." The next moment, a voice passed into Pete's ear.

"Pete ..." The voice was interrupted halfway, but these short words made Pete completely excited. He was like a sleepy beast, the muscles of his limbs rose sharply, and his turbulent thoughts were thin and thin. Out.

"Uncle!" He glared at his bloodshot eyes, saying, "What did you do to him?"

"Don't be nervous, he's doing well now, but I can't guarantee what will happen next."

Pete Parker's teeth clenched and the muscles of the body kept on working hard. I want to break free from my bondage. However, more than twenty alloy steel bars were buckled on his limbs and torso, and even the entire chair was fixed to the ground.

Until he was struggling with blood on his body. There was no sign of breaking free.

"I don't really know what happened to Tian Haowen. He quit the Avengers last year."

After a moment of silence, the male voice said again, "Do you think it still makes sense to stick to it? The Avengers have been completely wiped out. In order to protect a fugitive, do you intend to sacrifice your loved ones?

As long as you speak out Tian Haowen's ability and whereabouts, we will release your uncle. Make sure that he lives like an ordinary person and that no one will disturb him. "

Pete Parker's brows frowned tightly. The muscles on his body twisted like a snake, and when he was full of contradictions, a scream came into his ear.

That sounded like Osborne's voice.

Suddenly, the alloy steel bars on Pete Parker's body creaked, as if he were torn apart anytime, anywhere. His forehead was violently cramped. Bloodshot eyes were staring at the direction of the searchlight.

"Stop!"

"Don't hurt him!"

It seemed to be very happy to see Pete Parker's anxious look, and the music laughed humbly: "Relax, just broken a little finger, if you are willing to cooperate, we can now reconnect this finger."

Pete Parker's clenched teeth rattled, and his clenched fists dripped a trace of blood. It shows how excited and contradictory he is now.

‘Li Anping, Da Xia Long Que, I will never let you go! ’

But the reality does not change with his imagination. The man said impatiently: "Your uncle seems to be dizzy. If you don't make a decision, we will wake him up."

Peter Parker shuddered. The anger and hatred in my heart could be enough to ignite the whole city if it could be realized. He closed his eyes in pain, and the scenes of the past few years reappeared in his mind.

Uncle's voice smiled, every picture of him raising him ...

One shot of the Avengers ...

Daxia's dictatorship ...

The past scenes quickly alternated in Pete Parker's mind, and finally, his body suddenly relaxed, and he opened his eyes, revealing a hint.

‘I ’ve been fighting for so long, not just for myself…’

‘I ’m sorry, uncle. ’

Just then, the man's voice sounded again: "Are you thinking about it? Your uncle bleeds a lot of blood."

Pete Parker smiled abruptly and said slowly, "Go back and tell Li Anping that his power cannot scare everyone, not everyone will succumb to fear.

Let him and his dream kingdom go to hell!

We don't need him to help us arrange our lives! "

After saying this, Pete Parker only felt that his heart was very happy. He felt that at this moment, he had sublimated himself and became a hero fighting for freedom and democracy.

However, this feeling did not last for a long time. The next moment, the surroundings returned to darkness. Before Pete Parker got used to it, he felt that his neck was stuck with something and fell into a coma again.

...

Outside the closet, Zuo Mei and Yan Bei glanced at the display, and it was the scene that Pete Parker was carried out. He twisted his body uneasily, and the left pulse whispered to Li Anping behind him: "Sir, otherwise, let Osborne persuade him?"

"It's useless." Yan Bei looked at Pete Parker coldly in the camera: "He just made it clear that he would rather sacrifice his uncle, and never sell his teammates. If Osborne were to persuade him, he knew Austria After Spencer has come to us, he will only become more uncooperative. "

Zuo Mai thought for a while and said, "Maybe he sees through? Or we can have Osborne record a bit worse video for him."

"Maybe not. He is so tenacious that he can't even hypnotize the masters of the Wang family. Now he has made up his mind, even if Osborn died in front of him, he could not change his attention."

Zuo Mei wailed his mouth: "It's a lunatic, it's almost like a fanatic."

"Okay." Li Anping interrupted the conversation between the two, and he commanded: "Don't worry about him, prepare Plan B."

The two apparently had no objections to Li Anping's decision, and bowed back at the same time.

After the two left, Li Anping took out his mobile phone and looked at it. A few minutes ago he received another anonymous email.

After Li Anping opened, he could see five photos. Inside was a row of more than twenty cloned human bodies put together. Both the background of the Eighth Research Institute and the background of other unknown regions.

A similar anonymous email, Li Anping has received one this morning. That's why he came to watch Peter Parker's interrogation.

I didn't want Momo to know about this, all Li Anping asked Liu Feng to find a group of technicians to track the source of the email. But to no avail, the other party's technology in this area is higher than them.

The telephone rang, it was Liu Feng's voice.

"Sir, the new mail was found."

"how about it?"

"It's an Internet cafe in Lily City, and someone has been sent over."

Li Anping nodded and hung up. Although he had been sent, he did not expect anything.

...

Outside of an Internet cafe in Lily City, the six black shadows were like sharp swords, and within a few seconds they passed by at a speed that was hard to see with the naked eye.

They are physically fit and introverted, like ghosts in the night, and more specifically, they are full of thoughts. All six of them are capable.

"No one at the front door!"

"No one in the lobby!"

"No one at the back door."

"There is nothing in the basement."

The sounds were transmitted through the air by radio, but the news got the captain in charge of the operation wrong.

"Little white, detect it."

"understand."

After saying this, a feminist opened her mouth, and the ultrasonic waves that were hard to hear from human ears were emitted from her mouth, and in a blink of an eye, it covered the building where the Internet cafe was located.

But the result got her confused: "Captain, there isn't any one, right, there is something on the ceiling."

A loud noise drowned her voice completely ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ The entire Internet cafe has become a sea of ​​fire.

Five minutes later, Li Anping received a call from Liu Feng. His face became more gloomy. After a cold smile, he made a call and slowly said, "Officially launch Plan B."

...

Half an hour later, on a giant airliner, the man claiming to be King of God looked at the screen with a smile of satisfaction.

He stretched his hands aside without talking, but the steward had handed him red wine.

With a slight sip, he couldn't help but laugh out: "It's done. This Daxia's network system is just a mess, and after the red shot, they shot it in person, they couldn't even find our shadow."

He shook the wine glass in his hand, and he couldn't help himself.

‘What Li Anping, what day after tomorrow, a bunch of country gangsters, it wo n’t be long before you all have to kneel down like a dog and lick my soleplate. ‘(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please read.)