Just in the living room, Anton was hitting an innocent rich man.

Beat hard or beat hard, but you can't tell the injury. In short, hitting people really requires skills.

"stop!"

"stop!"

"Don't...uh!"

He does not give the other party a chance to speak at all, but he also allows the other party to make a sound.

Anton is really bad enough, and there is no other choice except helplessness.

Soon, just as Anton was beating his target, a middle-aged woman came out in her pajamas and she heard some noises that made her get up from the bed.

"What's out..."

Anton grabbed Dictor Benfiel's neck and rushed to Dictor's wife, then he slapped it on his face.

After a crisp sound, Anton pushed his elbow, and then Dictor's wife also failed to scream as she should have.

Now it turns out that two people are being beaten.

After five minutes of hitting, Anton finally stopped. Then he moved his hands and walked to the wall and turned on the living room lights before returning to Dictor and said in a deep voice: "Do you know why you hit me?"

"Why?"

"Idiot, I've said it just now, to make you a traitor."

Dictor squirmed on the ground twice, and then he whispered in grief and anger, "I don't understand what you are talking about!"

Anton moved his neck, then he squatted down and said with a serious look: "Let me tell you why, well, we are going to attack Bell Securities and want to maliciously acquire your bank, but we need an insider to tell us some important information, and I chose you, why did you choose you, because your name makes me hate it."

Dicket was stunned when he heard it.

Anton waved his hand with disgust and said, "I used to be the KGB. In short, a guy named Dictor betrayed his brother and killed several people, so I hate your name very much. In addition, we really need an insider, so I chose you, so you have to be a traitor, and you have to tell me all the inside information you know."

Dicket was still shocked, and then his wife whispered: "Oh, God..."

Anton looked over and said seriously: "If you make another sound, I mean, any sound, then you will die, and I promise you will die miserably."

Dicket looked desperate.

But Anton laughed and said, "Do you feel very desperate? You feel innocent and feel wronged. You are a rich rich man, but you are broken into your house late at night and beat you up. This is still a humiliation and pain that you have never experienced in your life. Is that true?"

Before Dictor answered, Anton smiled and said, "Now let me tell you that what I just did was just an appetizer. Next, you will understand what it means to be like being in hell. Oh, to borrow my boss's words, life is worse than death."

"No, no, no, don't treat me like this. I'll give you whatever you want. Don't treat us like this..."

Anton smiled like a demon. In Dictor's horror, he injected an injection into Dictor's arm, and Dictor watched him take the injection but didn't even dare to move.

After a while, Dictor suddenly started to scream in a low voice. He was afraid that his screaming would be too loud, so he had to bite his hand with his mouth.

"I'm just a smart person, I'm afraid that I'll be killed by me if I scream loudly? Yes, you're really smart. That's the truth. If you scream too loudly, I'll kill you."

Anton pulled a chair and sat opposite Dictor. Then he looked at Dictor who was slung on the ground and twitching, saying, "What did I inject you just now? It is an excitatory drug that can make your nerves extremely sensitive. Of course, including pain, have you ever experienced drilling teeth without anesthetics? After injection of this drug, every part of your body is as sensitive as the nerves of the teeth, and is sensitive to pain, so you feel extremely painful now. Usually, people faint when facing extreme pain, but this drug makes you unable to faint, you can only bear it, hahahahaha..."

Anton couldn't help laughing, then he looked at Dictor's wife and said, "You are trembling, you are scared, right? Don't worry, out of respect for the lady, I will not torture you anymore, but you have to feel the same pain as your husband, otherwise I will have to kill you if I don't have enough confidence in you, so this is good to you."

After taking out another injection, Anton suddenly said, "By the way, I suggest you find something to block your mouth so that you won't scream, because I will kill you if you do that. For your own good, go find a clean towel to block your mouth, and then come over, hurry up."

Dictor's wife's eyes were full of despair, but she still struggled to get up, went to the bathroom to get a towel, blocked her mouth, and came back and lay obediently beside Dictor.

"Seeing that you are all so sensible, I really won't kill you..."

Anton murmured to himself that he injected Dictor's wife with one injection, and then he smiled and said, "This is our style, and you will experience pain in despair and despair in pain."

Anton looked at Dictor again and smiled and said, "I don't want anything now. I want to torture you. Remember this feeling."

Anton took out a long spike and smiled and said, "Look at how much I have prepared."

Dicket stinged, it wouldn't have hurt particularly, but Dicket twitched on the ground in pain.

"Don't die, hold on, don't die. You must hold on, do it again, just do it."

Anton stabbed again, Dictor rolled his eyes, and he let go of his hand, but he didn't even have the strength to hum.

After watching Dictor twitch on the ground for five minutes quietly, Anton finally said, "Okay, now you should have the strength to speak, so tell me you are a traitor?"

"I am a traitor, I can betray everything, everything, what do you want to know, ask, ask..."

"I don't want to know anything. Of course I do ask, but I need you more when we need it. As a key figure in launching a fatal blow to Bell Securities, are you willing?"

Dicket nodded desperately.

Anton smiled and said, "I won't give you money. After we get Bell Securities, you will be swept out. But as long as you do what I said, I will let you go. If you don't kill you, you won't treat you like you will be tonight. Are you willing?"

Dicket nodded desperately.

Anton sighed and said, "It's so boring to use drugs. Do you know? Before we had these drugs, our methods were more cruel and cruel. So you should thank the progress of technology. Really, you should thank the progress of technology. Okay, now we start the formal stage, let's say everything you know first, things that are not good for Bell Securities."

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