Ling Zifeng bent his thin lips, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and looked down at Li Mingbei: "If an item can no longer play its value, I will discard it... I believe Boss Lei has the same idea as me !"

Li Mingbei's face turned pale all of a sudden.

Ling Zifeng's words gave him a blow. Indeed, since he was assigned to deal with Lao Zhang and was later arrested by Ling Zifeng, Boss Lei had sent people to make him spit out the location of the drugs more than once.

Although he is Boss Lei's subordinate and has been with Boss Lei for many years, he is not stupid. He knows that Boss Lei is a person obsessed with interests, and he will keep whoever is useful to him.

In order to protect himself, he gritted his teeth and refused to tell where the drugs were hidden.

In the end, Mr. Lei was furious, so he sent people to start beating him in prison, day after day, until he was beaten to death without anyone knowing it.

This is Boss Lei's way of doing things, and he knows it all too well.

In a sense, Ling Zifeng and Lei Boss have similar handling styles, but Ling Zifeng is more trustworthy than Lei Boss.

Ling Zifeng was able to secure his position as a major general of the Intelligence Bureau in just a few years, partly because of his family's help, and partly because of his wrist.

Ling Zifeng has always managed his subordinates with clear rewards and punishments. The soldiers he has trained are of high quality and strong combat effectiveness.

Therefore, the superiors assigned Ling Zifeng to arrest the most cunning criminals.

Ling Zifeng would promise some conditions in order to pry the informant's mouth open. I heard that once he promised, he would implement it, but that was to the informant. Li Mingbei was a criminal. Would Ling Zifeng also implement it?

Can he trust him?

Li Mingbei slowly sat down on his seat. He picked up the cigarette case on the table, took out a cigarette from it, lit it, and took two quick puffs.

The curling smoke blocked Ling Zifeng and Li Mingbei, and Li Mingbei looked at Ling Zifeng opposite through the smoke.

Ling Zifeng looked at the door calmly, as if he didn't want to spend any more time with Li Mingbei.

"You should know that my time is precious. If you just smoke and don't talk, I don't think I need to waste time!" Ling Zifeng left this sentence and started to open the door to leave.

"You won't play tricks this time?" Li Mingbei asked eagerly, puffing out a cigarette.

It is true that Li Ming is no match for Ling Zifeng in terms of psychological warfare. After all, his life and death are now in Ling Zifeng's hands.

Ling Zifeng nodded: "There is enough evidence, I will protect your life!"

This is a promise, and Ling Zifeng said it to the camera, which shows his sincerity.

Li Mingbei gritted his teeth and leaned on the chair dejectedly: "I hope so!"

He sighed, stretched out his hand to Ling Zifeng and said, "Give me a knife!"

Ling Zifeng's sharp eagle eyes stared at Li Mingbei closely, those dark eyes seemed to want to see through Li Mingbei's heart.

Li Mingbei looked at him without moving, and suddenly laughed: "Why, are you afraid? I thought you, Major General Ling, were fearless!"

Ling Zifeng also laughed: "I'm just afraid that your death will be too ugly, and I won't be able to eat!"

Then, he turned and shouted towards the door: "Bring a knife!"

The people outside hesitated for a moment, Ling Zifeng shouted loudly: "It's okay, go get it!"

Only then did the people outside start to move. Ling Zifeng walked back to his seat and sat opposite Li Mingbei. His eagle eyes were as dark as water, and he quietly stared at Li Mingbei who had been smoking a cigarette and looking at him mockingly.

"you've changed!"

After a long silence, Li Mingbei suddenly said a word without thinking.

Ling Zifeng narrowed his eyes noncommittally.

"I have dealt with you policemen since I was a child. Among them, I have dealt with you the longest. I used to think you were cold and had no weaknesses, but now I think you are like a human being!" Li Mingbei looked at Ling Zifeng and laughed.

Ling Zifeng glanced at Li Mingbei and raised his eyebrows.

Ling Zifeng didn't respond, and Li Mingbei wasn't annoyed, he said to himself: "There is only one reason that can change a man of iron blood..."

He looked at Ling Zifeng's resolute side face, and said word by word: "You have someone you care about, and it's a woman, am I right?"

He carefully looked at Ling Zifeng's face and observed Ling Zifeng's facial expressions, but unfortunately Ling Zifeng was still expressionless, only the pair of eagle eyes showed a deeper color than usual.

"Now I finally know why Boss Lei is chasing you everywhere, even the prison!" Ling Zifeng said slowly leaning back in the chair, with his feet resting on the table.

"Oh, why?" Li Mingbei pressed out the cigarette butt in his hand, looked at Ling Zifeng and asked curiously.

"People who know too much usually die very quickly!" Ling Zifeng's deep and sweet voice sounded slowly.

After Li Mingbei was stunned for a long time, he laughed loudly: "Ling Zifeng, you also have today!"

After he had laughed enough, he looked at Ling Zifeng with a pair of greasy eyes: "I didn't expect you to fall into the hands of a woman. I thought you were a monster for wanting nothing!"

Ling Zifeng shrugged: "A hero is saddened by beauty, I firmly believe in this truth!"

Li Mingbei couldn't say a word by Ling Zifeng's brazen rebuttal, he could only watch Ling Zifeng laugh like he was going crazy.

At this time, the door of the interrogation room opened, and the guard walked in with a knife. He handed the knife to Ling Zifeng with a disturbed expression, and then stood in front of Ling Zifeng's left, silently forming a protective posture.

Ling Zifeng glanced at him, raised his foot and kicked his butt: "Get out!"

The guard glanced at Li Mingbei and said unwillingly, "Boss, he..."

"Okay, shut up and get out!" Ling Zifeng threw the knife to Li Mingbei.

Seeing that there was warning in Ling Zifeng's eyes, the guard also saw that Li Mingbei took the knife and did nothing, so he was at a loss for what to do.

Ling Zifeng looked at the guard: "Still here? Want to train?"

The guard gritted his teeth, straightened his back, and made a formal military salute to Ling Zifeng: "Even if the boss is angry, I will stay here to protect the boss. When the matter is over, I will go to accept the punishment immediately!"

Li Mingbei looked at the immature guard and laughed: "I didn't expect your subordinates to be so loyal to you! Then let him stay here!"

Hearing Li Mingbei's words, the guard laughed happily, but when he touched Ling Zifeng's cold eagle eyes, he couldn't laugh for a while.

It seemed that the punishment for a while was inevitable, and the guard drooped his head.

Just as he lowered his head on one side, Li Mingbei on the other side quickly cut his chest with a knife.

Li Mingbei's slash was fast and hard. Soon, a large amount of blood gushed out from his chest, but he didn't seem to feel it at all. Without even blinking, he slashed at his chest again. .

Looking at the bloody Li Mingbei, Chen Zihan's scalp felt numb. She took the pillow beside her and hugged it in her arms, which drove away a little bit of the coldness.

"Hmm..." Accompanied by a muffled groan, Li Mingbei stretched out his hand to his chest, pulled out something from it and threw it on the table.

"This is the evidence you want!"

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