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At noon, inside an abandoned factory.

There were a few strange sounds of ping-pong-pong, followed by painful screams and roars.

After a vigorous movement of his hands, Gu Ren glanced back at Brian who was preparing something, turned around and shouted at the young man who was tied up in front of him: "Damn guy, you better tell me everything you know now , otherwise, I will not guarantee how cruel my colleagues will interrogate you next."

The young man with a bruised nose and swollen face like a pig's head groaned a few times in pain. Hearing Gu Ren's words, he opened his mouth with difficulty and said, "I don't know, I don't know anything."

"Tough mouth? Let's see if it's your mouth or my fist!"

He punched the pig-headed man in the stomach again.

With such a huge force, the pig-headed man felt as if his stomach had been hit by a hammer, and his viscera felt cramped in an instant. He was in a basic reaction. In order to protect himself, his stomach contracted rapidly, and a strong sense of vomiting surged. Unable to bear it any longer, he vomited out violently.

"Fack!"

Immediately, a sour smell came over his nostrils, making Gu Ren frowned, and punched the pig-headed man again in disgust.

"Okay boss, leave it to me next."

Brian came over after setting up a set of simple interrogation equipment. Looking at the young man with a bruised nose and a swollen face, he didn't show any mercy. Instead, he said very coldly: "You'd better tell me about the two U.S. Where did the girl go, otherwise I will not guarantee that you will survive."

As he spoke, Brian raised the small vise in his hand. This is a vise that has been simply modified by him. The pliers are specially sharpened. Against the background of the sunlight drawn in from the broken window, a gloomy light is reflected. .

After the pig-headed man vomited cleanly, he swallowed subconsciously when he saw the vise emitting a cold light, and shook his head desperately: "I really don't know where they went, I'm only in charge of chatting up, after asking where they live, Call those people."

"Who are you calling?" Brian asked.

The pig-headed man said: "I don't know. I owe a lot of money to others. If they say I don't want to die, I will follow their orders. I really don't know anything. I just think they want to rob."

Brian asked, "What's their cell phone number?"

The pig-headed man said, "It's in my phone."

Gu Ren picked up the jacket that had just been pulled off from the young man, found a mobile phone inside, and handed it to Brian.

Brian took the phone, asked for the password, unlocked it, and found a frequently dialed number in the address book. He quickly memorized the phone number and put the phone in his pocket.

He pointed at the pig-headed man again and said, "Now I will ask you to answer."

"Who are those people? What's the name of the leader?"

"I don't know. I really don't know anything. I can tell you who the creditor I owe is. His name is Carnegie. He is the leader of a local gang. I borrowed some money from him and was arrested. The coercion did a little, and I don't know anything about the rest."

"Don't say? Very good, I haven't used it for a long time."

Brian said something calmly, took a step forward with a vise, and grabbed one of the young man's fingers. Under the fierce struggle of the young man, he said grimly: "Believe me, no matter how powerful a tough guy is, you will be able to do it in the future." I can't hold it for five minutes."

After finishing speaking, Brian clamped the man's little finger in a vise, and squeezed it mercilessly amidst the other's horrified eyes and roars.

Click!

This is the crisp cracking sound.

"Ah~~~"

The little finger was pinched off abruptly with brute force, and the young man cried out in pain. The miserable cry resounded through the abandoned factory.

"Tell me who they are, where they are, and what is the name of their leader!"

"Ah..." The young man's facial features were distorted, his ferocious face was very scary, the pain almost made him bite his white teeth, and he shouted tremblingly: "I... I really don't know, they haven't talked to me all this time. If we met, they would call me remotely."

"It seems that you won't say it without suffering a little bit."

Brian threw down the vise, turned around and walked back to the previous tool table. He picked and picked from a row of tools, and finally chose a hacksaw.

Seeing the hacksaw, the young man's face was filled with fear.

Even Gu Ren felt his scalp tingle when he saw this tool. Although he had killed many enemies, and they all shot headshots with a sniper rifle, the bloodiness was comparable to European and American horror movies.

Even so, it was only a matter of a moment, but the hacksaw is different, it is a tool for sawing wood, if it is used on a person... Tsk tsk, a tool that makes people feel scary just by thinking about it, if it is really used , that is simply terrible.

"If you don't answer honestly, then I can only use this."

Brian walked up to the young man with a still expressionless face, put the hacksaw on the bound thigh of the man, and shouted in a sinister and menacing voice: "You said that I started from the knee, and started from the root of the thigh. Woolen cloth?"

"I said, I said!"

The young man finally couldn't stand it anymore, this is a hacksaw! He can easily saw off a piece of hard wood. If he saw himself, the ghost knows what kind of pain he would experience.

"There they are! What's their name!"

"I only know that one of them is named Ren, and I don't know where they are, but recently they often appear at a construction site in the West End, controlling dozens of girls to provide pornographic services to the construction workers there... ..."

After the pig-headed man told him all the information he knew, Brian turned around and said, "Boss, go out for a while."

Gu Ren frowned, as if he had guessed something, turned around and walked out of the abandoned factory without saying a word.

As soon as he walked to the gate, he heard a fierce scream from inside. The scream was more frightening than the pig slaughtering that Gu Ren had heard in his hometown.

It lasted for more than ten minutes, and the screaming sound became weaker and weaker, and finally the factory was as quiet as before, and there was no sound at all.

Tread...

There were footsteps behind him, and when he heard the movement, Gu Ren turned his head and glanced at Bryan, whose face was covered in blood. He didn't ask what happened inside, but said calmly, "Shall we go there now?"

"I need to find an old friend to ask about the situation. You first go to the construction site in the West District to see the surrounding environment."

Brian was in a bad mood. How much he hoped that the people who snatched Kem were not the group of people mentioned in Sam's information, but the facts were just as Sam said, Kem was indeed kidnapped by a group of young girls. The gang has been kidnapped.

According to Sam's information, this gang is still cooperating with a transnational human trafficking group recently, and this criminal group is extremely powerful. Interpol, FBI, and CIA have not investigated any useful clues for many years. And know how strong this kind of transnational criminal group is.

As an elite agent of a special department, Brian knew very well that a criminal group of this level was not so easy to find, nor was it so easy to defeat.

However, he had only one goal, which was to find his daughter and take her away. Although he had some clues, but out of careful consideration, Brian decided to find a former colleague to help investigate.

Gu Ren frowned, "I think you'd better not."

On the plane, Brian shared some of the information he got with him, and learned that Kem was kidnapped by a group of gangs cooperating with transnational human traffickers. It has infiltrated many intelligence agencies, and no one knows whether Brian's former colleagues are also involved.

Brian hesitated for a few seconds, then shook his head and said, "No, he won't."

...

Eight thirteen at night.

On a construction site in the West End of Paris, the roar of mechanical engines can be heard endlessly, and dozens of construction workers are working overtime overnight.

And on the open space on the left side of the construction site, there is a temporary house made of iron sheets. There is a long queue at the door, and there are at least a hundred people at a glance.

On a pile of sand about 30 meters away from the iron house, Gu Ren was lying on the ground, observing the movement outside the iron house with binoculars.

"What's the situation now? Have you found those people?" Brian's voice came from behind.

Gu Ren replied: "There are quite a few people queuing at the door. I noticed five or six guys with tattoos playing cards in the security room next to the iron house. They should be the ones that kid said earlier."

Brian glanced at a black box next to Gu Ren, then turned his head to look at the iron house lined with long queues in the distance, and said, "I'll go in and have a look."

"Then I'll pick you up outside."

The construction workers on this construction site are all white and black, and he, a Chinese, can be easily spotted, let alone mixed in.

...

Ten minutes later, several gunshots suddenly came from inside the iron house. Gu Ren immediately opened the black box next to him, took out his M110 sniper rifle from it, and started to observe in the direction of the iron house.

After a while, Gu Ren saw the figure of Brian holding a girl rushing out from the inside, followed by seven or eight strong men holding guns.

Seeing this scene, without saying a word, he aimed his sniper rifle at the head of a strong man closest to Brian.

boom!

A roaring gunshot sounded, and the bullets concentrated on the strong man's head at a speed invisible to the naked eye...

Now that the shots were fired, there was no need to keep these scumbags.

Bang, bang, bang... a series of gunshots.

He pulled the trigger calmly, every time the trigger was pulled, a bullet burst out, correspondingly, a big head burst open.

In just one breath, before the enemy could react, Gu Ren shot several times and directly shot and killed the seven strong men who were chasing Bryan with headshots.

To deal with these scumbags, direct headshots are a waste.

If time permits, Gu Ren would be very happy to see Brian continue to use his means to deal with these damned traffickers.

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