"Ouch..."
With a shrill scream, Ne Win suddenly jumped up from the recliner.
He was covered in cold sweat and screamed. He covered the painful area with his hands and rolled on the ground. The expression on his face was hideous and terrifying because of the excessive pain.
Zhou Anyu stood there, expressionless, watching quietly.
After a long time, perhaps because he got used to the pain, Neven's screams became quieter, and he lay half on the ground and raised his face to look at Zhou Anyu.
"you……"
As soon as Ne Wen squeezed out a word, he was interrupted by Zhou Anyu.
"Shhh... don't say anything now! I know you are in pain, but you must endure it for a while, because it will hurt even more next time!"
After saying that, Zhou Anyu grinned and whipped the stick in his hand directly in front of Ne Win's calves.
"Woo! Bang!"
After a strong wind, Ne Win's two calf bones were instantly shattered.
"Ouch..."
Suddenly, he hugged his legs and started rolling around, screaming.
After a while, Ne Win's screams became a little quieter, and Zhou Anyu hit him with another stick.
The bulging bones on the outside of Ne Win's ankle were immediately smashed.
In an instant, the heart-rending screams were deafening again.
Whenever Ne Win's screams became quieter, Zhou Anyu's swinging stick would hit him hard.
Although Zhou Anyu's attack was cruel, he would not let him die. Even if he wanted to faint, it was impossible for him to wake up and experience the torture that was so painful that it penetrated his bones.
Two full hours later, Ne Win was lying on the ground, like a puddle of mud, with more air coming in and less air coming out.
Zhou Anyu, on the other hand, lay down on the recliner and lit a cigar.
"Huh... do you want to smoke?"
Zhou Anyu exhaled a puff of smoke happily and looked at Ne Win who was lying on the ground.
Ne Win's dim eyes brightened slightly. It would be great if he could take a sip.
He nodded feebly, his eyes filled with desperate anticipation.
Zhou Anyu sat up, swung the stick and drew it down.
"I wanted to have a puff of my cigar, not a stick."
Ne Win's screams were no longer so tragic, but it could be seen from his ferocious expression that the hoarse screams were not enough to express one percent of his pain.
"You answer whatever I ask. I am satisfied with the answer and can give you a happy time."
Zhou Anyu lay down again, took a puff of cigar and said.
"Yeah, yeah, I'll answer. I'll answer whatever you ask."
Hearing this, Naven nodded vigorously with all his strength.
At this time, he really wanted to die, but he didn't even have a chance to die.
He could have bitten his tongue and committed suicide, but it was too late. His big yellow teeth were smashed to pieces by Zhou Anyu with a stick.
Now, he didn't even have the chance to bite his tongue and commit suicide.
He is really worse off than dead now. If Zhou Anyu can give him a happy life, it will be a great gift to him.
In his heart, he just hoped that Zhou Anyu would ask him immediately so that he could die as soon as possible.
If there is an afterlife, he promises that he will not leave the powerful China even if he is beaten to death.
No, if there is an afterlife, he will never come back to this damn world.
"You should know what I want, right? Where is it?"
Zhou Anyu asked.
"I know... I know, the thing is in the secret room."
Ne Win nodded hard and glanced behind the desk not far away.
The first time he saw Zhou Anyu, he knew what Zhou Anyu was here for.
That unique momentum, that powerful sense of oppression, was exactly the same as that of the person who finally caught up with them.
Chinese special forces! And he’s a super special soldier!
At that moment Ne Win knew that he was completely screwed.
He couldn't understand, how could there be such a death-like figure in China?
What he didn't know was that there was not just one person like Zhou Anyu in China, but many.
Zhou Anyu dragged Ne Win, who was like a dead dog, behind the desk, and there was no need to treat him as a human being.
Behind the desk is a museum shelf with a lot of porcelain.
Zhou Anyu spotted an inconspicuous clay pot in the corner at a glance.
This pottery pot is in the corner, but it is shiny and well-patinated, indicating that people often dish it.
In fact, there is not that much oil in the first place, but Ne Win always likes to touch the red girl and the blue girl before opening his own secret room to appreciate his wealth.
Zhou Anyu put on his white gloves in disgust, then turned them around slightly.
The museum shelf suddenly split to both sides, and a door appeared.
"password?"
There is an electronic code lock on the door.
"9527."
Ne Win whispered.
Zhou Anyu glanced at him, but he didn't expect that he was still a fan of Master Xing.
Just for this, I have to give you a good beating.
Because Zhou Anyu just discovered that the more he looks at her, the more he looks like "come and hit me"!
The door opened, and the secret room was not big, only about twenty square meters, with a table in the middle.
"Nima, you are so poor! Are you the only one who is a warlord?"
Zhou Anyu couldn't help but sneered.
There is a green military computer on the table, which is what Zhou Anyu is looking for.
There were some gold bars neatly placed on the table. Zhou Anyu counted them and found exactly one hundred gold bars, one per kilogram.
The rest are some local banknotes, which look high in denomination, but actually don't have much.
On another table against the wall, there were several guns, both long and short.
You, a warlord who supports more than a hundred people, only have this little wealth?
Zhou Anyu turned on the computer and shut it down after seeing the password input interface.
As long as he can ensure that the computer is normal, he does not need to confirm the contents because he does not know the password.
After putting away the computer, Zhou Anyu found a backpack and packed all the hundred gold bars.
Well, ill-gotten gains will come to nothing if you don’t take them.
These things must not be left to the enemy, otherwise, they will eventually become bullets fired at ourselves.
"You...are a Chinese special forces soldier?"
Ne Win looked at Zhou Anyu with disbelief on his face.
"If it's fake, it's guaranteed to be replaced. Is there any problem?"
Zhou Anyu said while collecting the gold bars.
"No problem, but I know that China treats prisoners preferentially and does not take advantage of the masses, but you..."
There was a trace of disbelief in Naven's eyes.
How can you beat people and steal money at the same time?
"What, you mean I can't hit you, and I can't take these gold bars, right?"
Zhou Anyu stared at Ne Wen with a murderous look in his eyes.
"No, no, of course not, you can just take it... take it as you please."
Naven's heart trembled and he shuddered all over. That look in his eyes made him feel like he was falling into the abyss.
"We do treat prisoners preferentially and do not take advantage of the masses, but you are neither prisoners nor the masses, you are just my enemy."
"I think you must also know another Chinese saying, treat the enemy as cruelly as the autumn wind sweeps away fallen leaves!"
Zhou Anyu's cold words made Ne Win feel like he was falling into the ice cave again, but fortunately he was not beaten again.
Because Zhou Anyu is busy collecting gold bars.
It's over a hundred yuan, so it takes a while to collect it all.
After putting away the gold bars, computers, and weapons, Zhou Anyu dragged Ne Win out of the secret room again.
"I got everything you asked for. Please give me a good time."
Ne Win looked at Zhou Anyu with pleading eyes, he really wanted to die.
Damn his wealth and power, damn his stockings and long legs, whatever lofty desires he has now, it would be better to let him die happily.
"Don't worry, I'm very curious. With your little ability, how did you get the courage to go to China to commit crimes? But not only did you go, but you actually succeeded. If you say you did it yourself, I wouldn't believe it even if you beat me to death. , who is helping you?"
Zhou Anyu asked, staring at Ne Win.
