Absolute Honor

　　 The leader of the four seemed to be tired of the complaints of his subordinates, waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, we can just order something more to eat. X"

He clicked one by one with his finger.

"Tom, what do you eat?"

"I want Chinese food! I want spicy chicken!"

"William, how about you?"

"Pizza! I want pizza, I want double the cheese."

...

Several people heard that there was something to eat, and they were finally happy. The prolonged surveillance is torture for the monitored, and it is the same for the monitors.

Suddenly, William sniffed.

"I said... do you smell anything?"

Because of the cold outside, the car has not turned off and the heater is still on.

The leader took a few breaths of air, and the warm and dry air really seemed to have a faint burnt smell.

"Well, is the equipment overheating, and where is the wiring burned out?"

Tom, who was sitting in front of the monitoring screen, suddenly pressed his earphones and seemed to hear something.

"It seems something is wrong..."

"What's wrong?"

"The room was very lively just now, and it's as quiet as a grave now." Tom said in astonishment.

The leader's eyeballs turned, frowning.

"Something's wrong..."

Pressed the communication button in the headset.

"Car No. 1 calls Side Tour 1, please answer when you hear it."

The headset was quiet and quiet, and there was no response from Side Tour No. 1.

"Call Side Tour 2, please answer immediately if you hear it!"

Still quiet, the situation remains the same.

He still didn't give up, and pressed the communication button again.

"Side Tour 3! Please answer when you hear it."

Nothing...

The headed person suddenly remembered the information sent by the intelligence department during the mission. The group of people they are responsible for monitoring are elite mercenaries. They used a five-person team to fight against hundreds of rebels in Sierra Leone and successfully evacuated customers.

His heart began to sink a little bit.

Suddenly, a faint white smoke gushed out from the warm air vent, and the pungent smell filled the car all at once.

The people in the car couldn't help but started coughing violently.

"Go out!"

The leader pressed the door lock and slammed the door.

Before he could stand on his heels, he was swept away. A dog grabbed the **** and plunged into the wet Jiulixiang next to him.

He is considered professionally trained. Even though he fell, his hand immediately touched the pistol in his waist subconsciously.

It's just that the person who attacked him seemed to understand the next move better than him. His right hand was passed through the elbow and suddenly twisted up.

The holster with the gun in his waist was lightened, and the pistol had been taken away.

A cold voice sounded in his ears: "Be honest, or I will destroy you!"

Immediately afterwards, he heard someone rushing into the car and shouted at his colleagues inside: "Don't move, you will kill whoever moves!"

Ten minutes later, the van.

Qin Fei's gaze swept back and forth on those dazzling monitoring instruments.

Eric picked it up to look at it, and then picked it up to look at it again, the more he looked, the more solemn his expression became.

"It's all good things."

Eric cast a suspicious look at the four people who had been **** and thrown in the back of the van.

"Walter p99?" Qin Fei lowered his head and played with the pistol that he had found from the leader. "It's a very good gun."

He raised his head, and his gaze fell on the leader coldly: "Now I have some questions to ask you. If I answer honestly, I may be able to let you have a way out. If you tell a half-truth and are discovered by me, then I can tell. You, tonight is your death date."

"Pooh!"

The leader was a slightly fat middle-aged and half-bald uncle, who spat on the floor, "You dare to move one of our hairs, you try to see if you can get out of Britain!?"

The half-bald uncle's arrogant tone was quite unexpected to Qin Fei.

You know, spying on others and being caught by others are in their hands. It is really rare for people to dare to be so mad.

"Tough guy?"

Qin Fei smiled. To tell the truth, he was really afraid of tough guys the least. Those who didn't say a word during the interrogation were the most terrifying, and they usually resisted swearing and awe-inspiring for only half an hour.

The old fish reached out and searched everyone, then searched out the money clip and some odds and ends, and then squatted on the ground to look through.

Soon, he made a discovery.

Holding a money clip and handing it to Qin Fei: "From the telecommunications bureau?"

Qin Fei took the money clip and opened it to see that there was indeed a work permit case inserted in the place where the photo was placed. It clearly reads the head of the British Telecom Bureau, and then the name on the bottom line says that the guy's name is Tom, and then his job title. Is a line maintenance worker.

"Maintenance man?" Qin Fei laughed blankly, shaking his wallet and said, "You don't really think we are idiots, do you? British maintenance men are all equipped with Walter p99 pistols to work?"

"What's wrong? Sometimes we have to go to some areas with poor public security to check the lines. It is normal to use a pistol to defend ourselves." Tom said angrily.

The old fish on the side couldn't help but laugh, and laughed so much that he hit the ground.

Qin Fei stood up, took the pistol and walked to the leading half-bald uncle, and directly slammed the gun on his temple: "Enough, don't bend with me, I have no patience to joke with you."

"Come tell me, you four are wearing secret agent headsets, equipped with four p99 pistols, and all of them are equipped with silencers. There are also three mp5k submachine guns and four class III body armors in the weapon box on the car~www. NovelMTL.com~ Then I drove a van full of various special monitoring equipment and laser bugs. Don’t tell me you are going to Iraq/La/K to repair the line, if you think it will cost me Time is fun, so I tell you, you can just go joke to God, it will be much safer."

After that, he quickly screwed on the muffler tube and shot the half-bald uncle's calf.

The bullet passed through the muscles on the calf and hit the floor.

Uncle half-bald suddenly fell to the ground with a scream of pain, and cold sweat came out of his face.

"Fuck! Raised by you bitches! Do you know who we are!?" Tom exclaimed, "You're done for fun! You're done for!"

"I don't have time to guess riddles with you. I only want the answer. Why do you follow us? Who are you!?"

Qin Fei put the p99 muzzle on the shoulder of the half-bald uncle who had fallen to the ground, although it was obviously not Qin Fei's life that Qin Fei wanted him to shoot here, but he just wanted him to suffer more pain.

"Have you thought about it? Are you going to say it?"

Qin Fei said: "I will give you three seconds to consider, one or two..."

"Okay, okay! That's enough!" Tom couldn't help it at last, "We said, we said! We are just a little girl! I don't know why we are tracking you, we are only responsible for reporting the tracking of you to our superiors. !"

"Then tell me, what organization are you, and who is the superior?! Is it Black Sun?" rw