One child with two treasures: Mr. President, please be gentle

Abep was sitting on the sofa, and the leather sofa covered half of his body.

He adjusted his sitting position to a comfortable position and looked directly at the person in front of him.

He Tian felt panicked when he saw him. Was he trying to cause trouble for him?

"Call me." Abep suddenly said in Russian.

He Tian didn't know what this meant. He looked at the people beside him. After receiving Abep's instructions, they punched He Tian directly.

"Don't hit me, don't hit me, I was wrong, I was wrong." He Tian was beaten too many times, so he subconsciously squatted down and held his head to protect himself.

"Hit me, hit me hard!" Abepu's eyes were sharp. Although he didn't understand what He Tian was talking about and the people around him didn't translate it for him, he knew that he was begging for mercy.

Half an hour later, He Tian collapsed on the ground limply, his face was bruised and his exposed arms and legs were covered with bruises.

He Tian was miserable, but no one begged him for mercy, and the two men who beat him did not dare to show mercy. They knew that if they were soft-hearted, they would be the unlucky ones.

So they kicked hard.

"Well..." He Tian had given up begging for mercy and even thought that he was going to die here today.

His mind was filled with thoughts about what he said when he joined the horror island for training. It turned out to be true. If the mission failed, they would most likely face death, unless things turned around...

Abepu looked at He Tian being beaten until he was almost out of breath. He raised his head slightly and signaled for his subordinates to stop.

The subordinate stopped his movements after receiving the instruction, "Kneel down."

He Tian heard what the man said, but he had to wait for a while before reacting, and slowly knelt there.

"He Tian, ​​I'll give you another chance." Abep said slowly. While he was speaking, someone was translating for He Tian.

He Tian was shocked. Is this the turn of events they were talking about?

But can he really do it?

"Boss, please give me your instructions." He Tian endured the sweetness in his throat and spoke forcefully.

"Go and kill the two people in the police station, and this matter will be over." Abep continued.

He Tian trembled as he listened to the translation.

kill?

He hasn't killed anyone yet. Although they have received training, the most they usually execute orders is to beat people. None of them have ever killed anyone!

How could he kill people with his skills?

He Tian raised his head in fear, but was immediately suppressed by Abep's subordinate, "The boss doesn't want to see your rotten face."

Hearing this, he suddenly trembled and lowered his head, almost to the floor, before he stopped.

"Boss, I don't know how to kill people." He Tian trembled and said.

Abep sneered. He must know how capable these people are, but at this moment, there are only two ways for him to choose.

"091, if you don't kill someone this time, you will be killed. I don't have much patience to waste it with you. You have two options. Take your pick." Abep was like a life-stealing demon, asking him to make a choice.

Either Zhou Zijian dies, or he dies...

He Tianyi trembled and gritted his teeth: "Boss, I can't die, I'm going to kill someone."

"Send him to Mr. Asa." Abep ordered aloofly, picking up the red wine glass on the side and shaking it.

The dark red liquid inside, like human blood, swayed with his movements, almost overflowing the cup.

The two men nodded and carried He Tian upstairs, one on the left and the other on the right.

They booked a family-style apartment suite, with Asa staying upstairs and Abep staying in the downstairs room.

Before the two subordinates moved the people upstairs, Asa could already smell the strong smell of blood. He listened to the footsteps and asked calmly: "Did your boss beat someone again?"

"Yes, Mr. Asa." The two men carried He Tian to the second floor together, and then threw him on the ground. One of the men said, "Mr. Asa, please trouble you."

"It's really troublesome." Asa glanced at He Tian, ​​who had a Chinese face.

It seems that this person failed to complete the task ordered by Abep.

I am really speechless. The rule of the horror island is that if you fail to complete the task, you will either die or be injured.

It's so strict, but Abep wants to use these Chinese people to perform the task.

It's not that he looks down on the Chinese, it's just that the training these Chinese people received was very simple. Compared with the killers who received training day after day on the horror island, the quality of the two groups of people was very different.

It's okay to let these temporarily recruited Chinese people work as errands, but if you let them perform tasks, doesn't it mean that they will lose their lives?

And every time Abepu beats someone to the point of being disabled or dying, he sends the person to him again...

The physical fitness of those Chinese people is not as good as the people of Terror Island.

They also beat people to the point of dying, but the people on the Terror Island were much easier to save than these Chinese people.

"Mr. Asa, this person will stay with you, please excuse me." The two subordinates looked at each other, then one of them said something, and the two of them left.

"Give me a message. Be careful in the future. Either don't hit him or don't carry him to me. I'm not a professional rescuer." After Asa finished speaking, his eyes fell on He Tian.

Gee, a few bones in this body should be broken, but those people still paid attention to the place when they hit him, and didn't hit him randomly, so this person's life should not be in danger.

But for people who are not from Terror Island, it will take several months for the bones to heal...

"Help me." He Tian stretched out his hand in Asa's direction.

Although he didn't know who Asa was, from listening to the two men talking, he estimated that this man could save him.

He has a strong desire to survive and wants to hold on to the man in front of him.

Asa looked at him covered in blood with disgust, and said calmly: "People have brought it up, and I have no intention of throwing it away. Let's wait."

He Tian was startled, do you still want to wait?

He felt that his life was passing away little by little with the bleeding from his body. If he waited any longer, he would die.

I don’t know if he will be given a coffin after killing someone on Terror Island...

He Tian thought about it desperately, it seemed that it wouldn't happen, so he shouldn't even think about it...

Asa made a call, "Are you free?"

Nian Mu on the other end of the phone was a little surprised that Asa would take the initiative to contact him and even ask her if she was free.

"Mr. Asa, I'm not free now. The police are still here, and I have to go back to City A with the army later," she replied.

"Oh." Asa said, then hung up the phone.

Nian Mu listened to the busy tone on the phone and hung up the phone without knowing why.

Asa touched his chin and looked at He Tian and asked, "What is your name?"

"He Tian." He Tian said with difficulty. He could feel that his strength to speak was almost gone. He almost used all his strength to say these two words.

"I'm not asking for your name, I'm asking for your organization number." Asa frowned. Doctors have the habit of asking patients' names.

But those doctors want to build a relationship with their patients.

He doesn't need it, he just wants to know the other party's number so that he can address him later.

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