Fatal Strike: Paladins Mercenary Road

Chapter 316 Interrogation
The team doctor and tailor were the only intact member of the Knights of the Round Table at the scene, and had been captured before.

Facing Shanying, who was not very aggressive, he smiled bitterly and spread his hands, saying, "I'm a doctor, so my income is okay.

I'll pay, but you'll have to get my guys to the hospital, their shoulders are shot through and I can only deal with simple trauma in this environment.

But if they can’t get the broken bones out of the shoulder armor, they’ll die quickly from the infection.”

The tailor looked at Robin, who was already a little confused, and said helplessly: "My friend needs to be injected with antibiotics, otherwise you will get nothing but a corpse."

Mountain Eagle really needs these people to be alive, because as long as they are all alive, all the problems encountered by the CIA before will have a reasonable explanation.

And Shanying has a crush on Robin. This guy is a pure soldier...

He could accept life-and-death battles on the battlefield, but he could not tolerate his teammates bullying the weak.

From this perspective, Robin is the only guy who possesses a bit of chivalry. In comparison, the others have already been accustomed to the mercenary business.

Waving her hand, Dahlia took out the medicine from the tailor's bag and injected a shot of strong antibiotics into the drowsy Robin...

After watching the guy's breathing stabilize a little, Shanying said to the tailor: "You are mercenaries, so you should know that you are not protected by the Geneva Convention, which means that any means I use on you are reasonable...

You guys are already miserable enough, you definitely don't want me to burn your dicks with a lighter to force you to speak.

How many of you came? Where are the rest now?
How long will it take for them to pick you up?"

The tailor looked at Shanying's serious expression, smiled bitterly and said, "They won't come..."

Shanying was stunned for a moment, frowned and asked: "Why?"

The tailor took a look at the women and girls huddled in the room, sighed, and said, "This is a brothel, and the whole building is full of prostitutes.

Our boss paid a lot of money to get this place, so there has to be a little extra service.”

Shanying understood immediately that all the women in this building were prostitutes. In a sense, they were also a kind of early warning device.

No matter if they were the police or the bandits, as long as they were targeting the Knights of the Round Table, they would not be able to deal with them in time or would not consider them a threat.

If you want to act covertly, you must not touch these women first.

Once these women find something wrong, they will warn people outside. All they need is a text message or even just turning off the lights in their room to let people outside know that something is wrong.

As soon as Shanying and his men launched the attack, the people outside the Knights of the Round Table probably received a warning.

This is an emergency wisdom that is the result of long-term accumulation of experience, which is reflected in the location of the safe house and the use of the surrounding environment.

Shanying nodded in admiration and sent a signal to call Baran who was guarding downstairs to come up...

This military dog, which could not be tied up, was very agitated when on guard. The moment it received the signal, it quickly rushed to the third floor, rushed into the room, hit Mountain Eagle on the back with its head, and then walked around the room in an extremely restless manner.

At this time, the eagle remembered what happened to Barang. It was abandoned alone by its trainer at the explosion site to die, so from then on it would not allow anyone to tie its neck.

Remembering what happened to Balan, Shanying hugged the guy's neck, rubbed his chin and head hard a few times, then took out some dog food and fed it into Balan's mouth.

The tailor didn't know what Shanying wanted to do by bringing a dog in at this time. He looked at Baran, who was agitated and even a little manic, and subconsciously turned his eyes away...

Shanying held Balang's head, looked at the tailor and said with a smile: "Are you afraid of dogs?"

The tailor shook his head and said, "NO..."

"Just be afraid..."

Shanying nodded slightly, pulled out a knife, cut the straps between the tailor's hands and feet, then let him lie flat on the ground, and then cut open his clothes and pants...

Seeing Shanying waving to a man and a woman to hold down his shoulders and legs, the tailor realized that something was wrong and struggled hard, shouting, "Hey, hey, what are you going to do? You've already won..."

Shanying smiled and sprinkled some dog food on the tailor's belly, asking Barang to eat it...

Seeing the tailor's nervous face sweating, Shanying sprinkled a handful of dog food on his vital parts, then hugged the eager Barang's neck and said to the tailor: "I picked up this dog from the street. At that time, it ate everything. The more fishy the food, the more it liked it..."

The tailor was pinned down and couldn’t move at all. He twisted his body hard and shouted, “Hey, hey, hey, I’ve already said that I’m willing to pay. Don’t do this, don’t do this…”

The mountain eagle circled Baran's neck, nodded and said, "Don't worry, my friend is very clean now, and he doesn't eat anything randomly anymore..."

Shanying turned around and looked for a while, then took a roll of toilet paper from the TV cabinet, tore off a large piece, folded it a few times and covered the tailor's vital parts, making the naked man look a little funny...

Seeing the tailor's horrified eyes, Shanying hooked his finger at the butcher...

The butcher reluctantly took out an exquisite wine flask from his bulletproof vest and handed it to Shanying. He watched his boss spill vodka on the toilet paper and the tailor's penis. He looked down at the frightened tailor and said with a bit of sympathy: "Just disinfect and bake it and you can eat it...

Be patient for a while, this is Thailand, even if you lose your second child, you can still survive by changing your identity."

The tailor watched as Shanying lit a kerosene lighter and tried to put it on his penis. He screamed in fear... "Enough, what on earth do you want to do..."

When the tailor was so frightened that his body twisted and even began to cramp, Changgong couldn't help it. He shouted angrily: "What the hell do you want?"

Shanying signaled the tailor not to move, and then placed the kerosene lighter on his lower abdomen...

After finding the balance, he let the burning lighter stand on the tailor's belly. Shanying looked at the angry Longbow and said with a smile: "Did you ever think about this moment when you burned the sugar factory?

When you stole 30 tons of sugar and threatened the entire Pattaya, did you ever think about this moment? "

Shanying glanced at the tailor, whose buttocks were cramping with nervousness but who dared not move at all. He smiled and said, "You'd better hope that your comrades can answer all my questions before you can't hold on any longer."

Longbow glared at Mountain Eagle and shouted, “We didn’t expect the current situation because we never thought of attacking civilians.

The sugar was packed in 12 trucks and they were just bait to distract the police.”

After Shanying heard this, he confirmed that it was not much different from what he had guessed, so he asked, "Where are those trucks?"

Chang Gong looked at the tailor, whose body was completely tense, and said nervously: "I don't know, I didn't arrange those trucks.

All I know is that those drivers have no idea what they are doing. They just drive around Pattaya in a disorderly manner as required. Only when they receive a call will they stop somewhere and wait to be discovered.

Put away the lighters, those damn trucks are only loaded with sugar, they are not dangerous at all."

Shanying nodded slightly and said, “But the police don’t dare to gamble!

Do you know how much public resources you have wasted by doing this?
I need to know how to contact those trucks..."

After hearing this, Chang Gong shouted, "I don't know either. The person who contacted the truck is not here. You can use the radio to call him. It will definitely work..."

Shanying shook his head and said, "How do you prove that what you said is true? If there is a bomb hidden in there, our broadcast call is equivalent to notifying them."

"It's Lancelot, he's our leader. I'll call him. He will definitely be happy to redeem us and help you find those trucks..."

The mole on the side shouted loudly: "Release the tailor and give me a phone call. I will contact Lancelot...

We lose, he'll pay the ransom and stop all operations!"

Mountain Eagle looked at the Mole, put his index finger on the lighter, and asked in a deep voice: "How many of you have left?"

The Mole looked at the frightened tailor and said loudly without hesitation: "Eight, we still have eight people..."

"You lied..."

Shanying pushed the lighter, and a blue flame instantly ignited under the tailor's belly...

"what……"

Seeing the tailor twisting his body madly and shouting wildly, Changgong leaned forward and threw his head on the ground, shouting madly: "Nine people, we still have nine people in total, one is the Thai contact Percival, and the remaining eight are combat personnel...

FUCK, put out the fire, put out the fire, FUCK…"

Shanying spoke faster and asked, "Where do you plan to escape from?"

"There are two routes, one on the Mekong River and one at Pattaya Harbor. We have prepared boats on both the Mekong River and Pattaya. We will decide to take the route from Myanmar or Cambodia depending on the situation...

FUCK, put out the damn fire..."

After hearing this, Shanying picked up a dirty towel from the ground and threw it on the tailor's crotch...

When the flames died out due to lack of oxygen, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Dahlia, who had been pressing the tailor's legs, let out a long groan as she watched the tailor's body collapse. She wrinkled her nose and shook her head in disgust, and said to Shanying, "Boss, he can still hold on for a while. You should ask a few more questions...

There are no tough guys among mercenaries. I bet the so-called ransom is all a lie!"

The butcher thought he was cruel enough. He looked at Daria like a ghost, lifted up the towel and took a look. Then he looked at the lifeless tailor and said with a pursed mouth: "It's okay. It's just a little hair missing. It won't kill you."

The tailor said in a trembling voice: "Really? Why can't I feel anything now?"

The butcher looked down upon these guys’ weakness, and he said with disdain, “I don’t know, maybe you can only feel it when you see your comrades’ butts.

After all, the British are all gay!"

The tailor exclaimed with trembling lips: "I'm a bloody Scotsman..."

(End of this chapter)