Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

Chapter 223 Enemy Agent Activities

More than a dozen corpses lay scattered in the courtyard, their blood seeping into the soil and gleaming a dark red in the sunlight.

The air was nauseating.

Lin Tian, carrying an axe, stepped over the corpses scattered on the ground and walked step by step toward Old Sun, who was kneeling on the ground with a severed arm.

Old Sun's face was ashen, the excruciating pain made him tremble all over, and cold sweat soaked through his gray long robe.

But he gritted his teeth, staring intently at Lin Tian as he approached, his eyes filled with resentment and madness.

"It's your turn."

Lin Tian stopped in front of him, a naive smile on his face.

That smile, as seen by Old Sun at that moment, was more terrifying than any evil spirit.

"You idiot! That man deserves to die!"

Old Sun roared hysterically, "Do you know what you're doing? Do you know who we are? You've killed so many of us, the organization won't let you get away with this, you'll die, your whole family will die, you'll suffer a terrible death."

"Little devils."

Lin Tian interrupted him, looking down at him with no warmth in his eyes.

"Tell me, who is your superior? Just tell me..."

He paused, then lightly tapped the ground with the axe:

"I'll give you a quick death."

Old Sun stared at him, his chest heaving violently.

Blood was still seeping from his severed wrist, but a mocking smile appeared on his face. "You idiot, you can forget about that guy."

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of saliva, which he then spat in Lin Tian's face.

Lin Tian tilted his head slightly, spittle flying across his cheek and landing on the corpse behind him.

He wasn't angry.

Instead, he laughed.

"I admire people with backbone the most. I have a hobby of loosening the bones of people who are too stubborn."

Lin Tian stood up, stuck the axe into the ground, and then took something out of his pocket.

A tetanus shot.

The kitchen knife gleamed coldly in the sunlight.

"Do you know what this is?"

Old Sun stared at the bloodstained kitchen knife without saying a word.

"This is a slaughtering machine I got from our yard, specifically for killing animals. So far, there hasn't been a single negative review."

Lin Tian lightly sliced Old Sun's face with a kitchen knife, leaving a bloody mark from which blood seeped out.

Old Sun's pupils contracted slightly in pain.

Lin Tian brandished the kitchen knife in front of him: "Guess what it would feel like to use this to cut you?"

Old Sun's Adam's apple bobbed, but he still gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Lin Tian nodded.

well.

He really liked this attitude.

Hopefully, the bones will still be this hard in a while.

He crouched down and gently tapped the cleaver on Old Sun's left ring finger.

"I've heard that the ten fingers are connected to the heart, so let's start with the smallest ones."

With a light stroke of the cleaver.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

Old Sun's screams echoed through the courtyard.

His left hand fell to the ground, and he struggled violently, but Lin Tian stepped on him, rendering him unable to move.

"continue?"

Lin Tian asked.

Old Sun was in so much pain that his whole body was convulsing, and the veins on his forehead were bulging, but he still gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words:

"Eight...ga..."

Lin Tian nodded.

He has backbone.

The second finger.

The third one.

The fourth one.

With each shaving, Old Sun's screams grew louder.

My left hand was a bloody mess, all five fingers were gone, leaving only a bare palm.

"Still not going to tell?" Lin Tian asked.

Old Sun was panting heavily, his face ashen, his lips trembling, but he still didn't speak.

Lin Tian looked at his right hand.

"I admire your backbone. Although I despise you all, your portrayal of Liu Bei's culture is quite good."

Old Sun's pupils suddenly contracted.

What do you mean?

Looking at my bloodied left hand and the still-dripping cleaver, I felt what true fear was.

This seemingly childish villain is not human at all.

He is the devil.

He's a pervert.

Suddenly, I remembered the recent high-profile cases of evil spirits killing people, and the scene from just now... Could it be...?

Is he an evil spirit?

Desperate.

"You...you should just kill me..."

Old Sun's voice was hoarse, trembling with sobs, "Kill me..."

"Kill you?"

Lin Tian scoffed, "That's so boring."

The cleaver touched Old Sun's right thumb.

"I have plenty of time to play with you. After playing with all ten fingers, there are toes. After playing with the toes, there are ears, nose, and eyes... I'm curious to see how many things you can manage."

Tears streamed down Old Sun's face.

It has been confirmed that this is the true form of the evil spirit.

Having lived for over fifty years, experienced war, witnessed life and death, and killed many people.

He thought he was a warrior of the empire, capable of withstanding any torture, but now, he broke down.

"I'll talk... I'll talk..."

Tears and snot covered his face.

Lin Tian stopped what he was doing, the cleaver hanging in mid-air.

That's it?

It's the Special Higher Police!

What happened to the promise of strong bones?

I haven't had enough fun yet.

But Lin Tian also knew that important matters were of utmost importance. If he killed someone, how could he catch a big fish?

"explain."

Old Sun, panting heavily, stammered, "Our...our superiors...there's an abandoned dye house to the east..."

"dye house?"

"Yes... the dye house is a base... there are... a dozen or so people inside, who usually disguise themselves as latrine cleaners..."

Lin Tian nodded: "Anything else?"

Old Sun swallowed hard and continued, "Recently...recently there's been an operation..."

"What operation?"

Old Sun hesitated for a second.

Lin Tian's hand twitched slightly, and the cleaver was pressed down another half step.

I'll talk! I'll talk!

Old Sun broke down, speaking rapidly:

"A batch of...a batch of biological weapons is to be transported from Northeast China...to be smuggled into Beijing..."

Lin Tian narrowed his eyes.

"A biological weapon?"

"It's...it was left behind before the Empire surrendered, hidden in the mountains of the Northeast...it was only recently found..."

Old Sun's voice trailed off, "The organization wants to... wants to use these weapons to manufacture... manufacture a virus infection in Beijing..."

Lin Tian's pupils suddenly contracted.

Thinking of the things recorded in those historical documents, Unit 731, germ warfare, live human experiments, and the countless Chinese who died tragically.

Those beasts, even after surrendering, are still restless and want to continue harming people?

"When?"

"Where will it be transported from? How will it be transported? What is its destination?"

Old Sun was taken aback by his question, but he dared not hide it any longer:

"They came in from the train station at noon today, and then we, disguised as sanitation workers, covered it with excrement... The target is... is..."

"What is it?!"

"It's in the south of the city... the workers' quarters in the south of the city, there are many people there... it's easy for the virus to spread..."

Lin Tian fell silent.

He looked down at Old Sun, who was kneeling on the ground covered in blood, and smiled.

"You little devils, you deserve to die!"

Old Sun opened his mouth, as if to beg for mercy.

But Lin Tian didn't give him a chance.

The cleaver slashed across.

"puff!"

Old Sun's throat was slit, blood gushed out, he clutched his neck, his eyes widened, and he slowly collapsed to the ground.

It twitched a few times, then stopped moving.

Lin Tian glanced at Old Sun and cursed angrily:

"brute."

dye house.