Kahului Commercial Center, Vestsea Company Building.

At two o'clock in the evening, a black Cadillac stopped in the underground parking lot, and Walker, who had just returned from the dock, got off the car.

Deeply tired and frightened, he asked his subordinates to lit a good cigar for him.

After lit it, he took a few sips, and then he calmed down a little.

Next, he brought five men in black into the elevator.

However, the elevator did not go up, but instead descended to the basement with a dim light.

The elevator door opened, and immediately two strong men with weapons came forward to check. After seeing that the visitor was Mr. Walker, he relaxed his guard.

Soon, a man in a white shirt and shiny hair appeared in front of Walker.

"What's going on, boss," asked White Shirt, "What's wrong with the pier?"

"Well..." Walker said tiredly, "A few important people ran away!"

"No way? This is..." Bai Shirt was extremely surprised, "Is there a traitor? Are we going to check it out carefully, um... by the way, have the escaped people been caught?"

"No..." Walker sighed and sniffed two more cigars.

"It's bad, if that's the case..." Bai Shirt said worriedly, "They probably have to give us eye drops again! We can't afford to mess with this guy with cancer!"

"Yes," Walker pointed inside and said, "He had scolded me before. Are the people inside okay?"

"No, no, don't worry, it's safe!" Bai Shirt answered quickly.

"This is better. The cancer specifically reminded me that if these five people have something to do, then we don't want to live!" Bai Shirt cursed, "It's really a big trouble. There has been no trouble in the dock for so many years. Why... there is a helicopter coming today... and it exploded...

"If I hadn't had a good relationship with the Superintendent, I'm afraid this matter would never be compromised... It's like this, I don't know how the news will be reported tomorrow!"

"Then..." said the white shirt quickly, "Do I need to help you with it? I know a lot of people from the media, so we have to make up a reason..."

"No need," said Walker, "I have arranged these things. Your main task is to take the five people into consideration. If it really doesn't work, you can saw one of their legs first. In this way, even if someone comes to rescue you, you have to come over with a stretcher..."

"This..." Bai Shirt swallowed, "The cancer has been told that they must be alive, if we saw the legs..."

"Saw Legs Can't Die," Walker said angrily, "This is not the first time we have done this, and the cancer can't say anything..."

"Then... OK!" Bai Shirt nodded and agreed, "Since that's the case, I'll do it now! Just so happen, they have never been willing to explain anything. I will kill the chicken to warn the monkey and make them lose hope..."

"If you can ask for some important news," Walker said, "maybe he can get rid of his merits. I'll give you a suggestion, the first one starts at the ankle, and the last one ends at the thigh. In this way, I don't believe that they won't explain!"

Hearing this, a cruel look appeared in the white shirt's eyes, and he immediately snapped his fingers.

Originally, Walker turned around and wanted to leave, but he thought about it carefully and stayed in order to ensure that everything was foolproof.

Perhaps, he is a bloodthirsty person who is willing to kill, and he also wants to see the scene of the saw leg.

Soon, White Shirt and Walker walked into the depths of the basement and came to a stale iron door.

Here, someone handed them Batman's mask. After the two of them put it on, they opened the iron door and entered the room inside.

The damp room was filled with fishy smell, but the room was covered with various metal tools, which seemed to be a cruel confession room.

Soon, the subordinates in the white shirt brought five men tied up.

All five people are Eastern Kongs. They are covered in bruises and obviously have suffered a lot of torture.

"To be honest," said Bai Shirt at this time, taking a hacksaw off the shelf, "this is my favorite part!"

After saying that, he took out a waterproof isolation cloak from the cabinet and put it on his body.

After wearing it, he turned around and asked Walker, "Do you want to wear it? Blood will fly around later!"

"No!" Walker took another sip of cigarette, took a few steps back, and said jokingly, "I thought you could use a chainsaw!"

"no!" said the white shirt simply, "The chainsaw is too fast, there is no way to enjoy the process! And it will make the person being sawed feel numb for a moment, without that stimulating pain experience..."

After saying that, the white shirt tilted his head and immediately went up to the two people, lifted one of the men to the operating table in the middle, and pressed the person's limbs hard.

"I know you are all professionally trained agents, so I'm not talking nonsense to you, I'll just say it once," said Bai Shirt coldly, "The first person is lucky, I will only saw off one of your feet!

"But, the ones behind me are not so lucky. I will get higher and higher..."

He said as he gestured from the man.

However, this man was definitely a man, and he was unmoved and did not say a word.

"Okay!" The white shirt looked at the man on the stand, then looked at the others, and said, "If you can't stand it anymore, you can also speak for him!

"As long as I think the information you provide is real and effective and extremely important, then I will stop, how about it?"

As he said that, he picked up his right arm, then stroked the man's trouser legs and drew a line from his ankle.

"Believe me, I have good skills," Bai Shirt smiled faintly, "I guess if I saw it for 200 times, it should be possible to saw it off!"

When Bai Shirt said this, his men immediately burst into laughter.

"Stop laughing," Walker reminded from the side, "You should prepare to stop the bleeding first, so you can't let him lose too much blood or bite his tongue to death..."

Hearing this, everyone hurried to the cook to get bleeding-resistance supplies, and someone stuffed cotton cloth into the man's mouth...

"Okay, if you don't plan to say anything before you see the blood," White Shirt looked at the others again and threatened, "Then I'm going to start! Welcome this feast of blood, hahaha..."

When everyone else heard the words of the white shirt, they were all worried about their colleagues, but they had iron discipline and no one could surrender.

At this time, the white shirt put the hacksaw on the man's ankle, ready to open the saw at any time!

As a result, at this moment, the lights in the room suddenly went out!!!
Chapter completed!