Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Fu Heng removed the muzzle of the gun, grabbed his collar, and pulled him up. "Where is the man with the mask? What is your relationship with him?"

"What a masked man, I don't understand." The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and denied.

Fu Heng sneered and put the gun directly against his chin, "Tell the truth."

"I, I really don't know. It's useless even if you beat me to death." Big drops of sweat fell from his forehead, and the middle-aged man's fingers trembled.

"Fu Heng, do it!" Quan Jingwu leaned back, his cold voice like an echo from the abyss of hell.

Fu Heng nodded clearly and shot the middle-aged man in the thigh.

The silenced pistol made a slight sound, which was directly covered by the middle-aged man's scream.

"ah--"

"To say or not to say?" Fu Heng asked in a cold voice.

"I really don't know..."

The middle-aged man was shivering in pain, but he still had a tough mouth.

Without blinking, Fu Heng aimed another shot at his other leg.

"ah--"

The middle-aged man's face turned red, his eyes were bloodshot, and the scarlet blood stained his pants, which looked a little oozing.

Everyone looked on expressionlessly. If they dared to collude with those people, it would not be an exaggeration to kill such people.

"Last chance, do you want to say it or not?" Fu Heng squeezed his shoulder. He was familiar with every acupuncture point on the human body and knew exactly how to make people suffer more.

Bone-gnawing pain came from his shoulder. The pain was several times more painful than a bullet hitting his body. The veins on the middle-aged man's forehead and neck burst out.

"ah--"

"I said, I said..."

The middle-aged man couldn't bear the pain and said hoarsely.

Fu Heng snorted coldly, but still did not let go of his shoulders, "Remember, don't try to lie to us, otherwise I will cut you into pieces and make your life worse than death."

The middle-aged man nodded desperately, and Fu Heng's hand relaxed a little.

"I don't know who that person is. I just follow their orders. He found me on his own initiative. He asked me to cover their activities on the island, and they provided me with money and supplies. That's it."

Quan Yimo, "What's the name of that masked man?"

No wonder those people are so familiar with the topography of the island and are so rampant. It turns out that someone is here to act as an insider for them.

"Those people call him Ji Jin, yes, Ji Jin." The middle-aged man did not dare to hide it anymore.

"Have they always been on the island?"

"I don't know this either. They take the initiative to find me every time."

"Where is Ji Jin now?"

"In-" the middle-aged man hesitated.

"Speak quickly." Fu Heng kicked him and said sternly.

"At my place, he will leave tonight." The middle-aged man closed his eyes and smashed the jar into the ground.

"How many are there?" Quan Yimo stood up, his handsome face solemn.

"No, it's just him."

Quan Yimo and Abel looked at each other and nodded.

"action!"

"Wait, I'll go with you." Quan Jingwu said.

"Fu Heng, take him with you."

"yes."

Fu Heng stretched out his hand to drag him up and followed Quan Jingwu.

With the middle-aged man leading the way, Quan Jingwu and his party reached their destination easily.

Unlike other shabby houses in the town, the middle-aged man's residence is very clean and luxurious.

"Lead the way honestly, or Ji Jin will be the first to kill you." Fu Heng threatened in a low voice.

The middle-aged man nodded obediently. No matter how stupid he was, he knew that now he was tied to a boat with them. If he brought these people here, Ji Jin would definitely not be able to spare him.

The middle-aged man limped towards the large cabinet in the living room, reached out and turned the vase placed on it. With a "squeak", the large cabinet turned, revealing a door hidden behind it.

Qiao Yu laughed sarcastically, it was really a lot of thought.

No wonder they searched the town and couldn't find any trace of those people. It turns out they were all hiding here.

The middle-aged man glanced at Quan Yimo and opened the door with trembling hands.

"Go in." Fu Heng gestured to him with his mouth.

There was a look of fear on the middle-aged man's face, and his injured legs were a little weak. He held on to the wall and walked in.

"who?"

A cold voice came from the secret room.

"Lord Jijin, it's me, Dewei." The middle-aged man said while trying to keep a calm voice.

"Didn't I tell you that you are not allowed to come in unless there is something important?" Ji Jin shouted displeased.

"Ji Jin, you make it easy for us to find you."

A cold voice echoed in the secret room.

Jijin took out his gun reflexively and turned around.

When he saw the person standing behind Dewei, his eyes were grim, "Dewei, how dare you betray me!"

Seeing the viciousness in his eyes, Dewei hid behind Fu Heng.

"Ji Jin, since when did you like to hide in places like this like a mouse?" Quan Yimo said sarcastically.

Without the obstruction of the silver mask, Quan Yimo recognized the person in front of him at a glance.

Ji Jin, one of the important targets of this operation.

"Quan Yimo, is it interesting for you to bite me tightly and not let go?" Ji Jin said, looking around with his peripheral vision, looking for opportunities to escape.

Quan Yimo hummed heavily, "Of course it's interesting."

"Then let's try and see whose gun is faster." Ji Jin raised his gun, exuding murderous aura.

Quan Yimo turned his eyes and negotiated, "Ji Jin, how about we have a bet? Everyone has a gun, not to mention there are so many of us, you will never be able to run away. How about this, let's fight with bare hands and beat me." , I let you go."

Ji Jin looked at him with searching eyes and said doubtfully, "Tell them to step back."

Quan Yimo raised his hand and waved, and Abel and others took a few steps back in cooperation.

"Is this okay?"

Ji Jin put down the gun and stuffed it into his waist. With a sharp look in his eyes, the wind of his fist hit Quan Yimo head-on.

Quan Yimo curled his lips, turned around, dodged his fist, turned behind him at a ghostly speed, and hit his back with his fist.

"cough--"

Ji Jin stumbled, bloodshot eyes dripping from the corners of his mouth.

He screamed coldly and without even a cry of pain, turned his backhand into a claw and struck at Quan Yimo's neck.

Quan Yimo took a step back and kicked him in the abdomen.

Ji Jin's eyes widened and he tried to dodge his long kick, but he couldn't guard against Quan Yimo's hands. He grabbed his wrist and twisted it behind his back.

Ji Jin's face was livid, he raised his foot and kicked back, flipped his wrist, and broke away from his restraint.

Immediately, he drew his gun and fired at Abel and others.

"Bang bang bang -"

"Aren't you looking for virus reagents?" Ji Jin smiled strangely, took out a small glass bottle from his pocket, and threw it towards Abel and others.

"Get away quickly!" Fu Heng shouted.

Abel and others scattered to both sides, the small glass bottle fell to the ground, and the light yellow liquid overflowed.

It's now.