Ten minutes later, Ye Bingcheng, who was "patrolling" the camp, disappeared.
This was because Ye Bingcheng had been dragged into the sewer by Qin Lang.
Although the puppet worm could control Ye Bingcheng and make him swagger out of the camp, Qin Lang did not do so. This was because Ye Bingcheng was not the only one in the camp. There were other officials from the Ye faction. Qin Lang did not want to provoke these people into taking the risk. Therefore, although the retreat route in the sewer was not easy to take, it seemed to be relatively safe at the moment.
Moreover, there were two Hindustanis in the underground pipeline.
Because of the "care" of the Rat Army, the two Hindustanis naturally could not escape.
Moreover, the two Hindustanis had been poisoned. The reason they had not died was because of Qin Lang's Five Poison Needles.
When they reached the sewer, Qin Lang recalled the puppet worm from Ye Bingcheng's mind.
In Qin Lang's opinion, Ye Bingcheng was not worth wasting a puppet worm on. What's more, although he could easily control a high-ranking officer like Ye Bingcheng with a puppet worm, if the people of Six Fan School found out about this, it would be a typical challenge to the authority of Six Fan School. He would definitely be hunted down by Six Fan School, and even Fang Baiqiu would not be able to protect Qin Lang.
Because turning an officer into a puppet was a typical example of interfering with political power. This was simply a taboo of Six Doors!
Fang Baiqiu could cover up for some things for Qin Lang, but he could not do these things.
Therefore, it was impossible for Qin Lang to use the puppet worm to control Ye Bingcheng.
Of course, now that Ye Bingcheng had been caught, Qin Lang did not need the puppet worm anymore.
"Why am I here … This is the sewer!" After Ye Bingcheng regained consciousness, he seemed to be a little panicked.
"I've told you before that you would help us escape. Sure enough, you did it! "Qin Lang's words were undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire for Ye Bingcheng.
Countless images flashed through Ye Bingcheng's mind. These images made Ye Bingcheng realize that what Qin Lang said was true. He had indeed helped Qin Lang and the other two escape here.
"Damn it! What sorcery did you use! "Ye Bingcheng said angrily.
Pa!
Qin Lang threw a slap at him. "You talk too much nonsense."
"You … you dare to hit me? You little soldier! Don't you want to — "Ye Bingcheng was a senior official. Even if he was going to be interrogated by the military disciplinary committee, he should be interrogated with dignity. How could he be beaten up by a soldier?
Pa!
Qin Lang slapped him again. "If you don't want me to put a mouse in your mouth, then shut up!"
In the face of Qin Lang's fearless aura, Ye Bingcheng was speechless.
"Alright, let's go!" Qin Lang asked Wei Han to carry the two Hindustanis, then walked towards the exit of the underground pipeline.
Nearly an hour later, Qin Lang and the other two returned to the headquarters of the 843rd Army.
"You've worked hard!" Seeing that Qin Lang and the other two had brought Ye Bingcheng back, Luo Haichuan's face was filled with excitement. In his heart, he valued and affirmed Qin Lang even more.
Then, Luo Haichuan's gaze fell on the two Hindustanis. "These two are?"
"Hindustani spies!" Ma Zhenyong said. "We ran into them by accident. They stole some confidential documents from the 8th Division's camp. We can interrogate them later."
"Leader Luo, we completed two missions this time, especially capturing foreign spies alive. Especially capturing a foreign spy alive. It is said that this is a first-class merit! "Qin Lang smiled and said to Luo Haichuan.
"Comrade Qin, are you asking for credit from me?" Luo Haichuan smiled. He had caught Ye Bingcheng and coincidentally caught two spies. Luo Haichuan was in a good mood because this also meant that he had made a great contribution.
"It's only right and proper to reward people according to their contributions." Qin Lang smiled. "Since I have a military identity now, of course I won't mind if I can get a promotion. By the way, I should also get a salary with this identity, right? "
"Alright! Little Qin, don't worry about the credit. I'll definitely give it to you. But let's hurry up and interrogate them. Leave Ye Bingcheng's problem to me. As for these two Hindustanis, Ma Zhenyong and Qin Lang interrogate them well. Find out who they are and what information they stole from the 8th Division, "Luo Haichuan said.
Qin Lang wanted to have a good rest, but Luo Haichuan actually arranged for him and Ma Zhenyong to interrogate the two spies. However, Qin Lang immediately realized that the reason why Luo Haichuan did this was because he didn't trust anyone else in the 84th Army. That was why he handed the two spies to Qin Lang and Ma Zhenyong.
As long as Ye Bingcheng was not convicted, Luo Haichuan couldn't really be considered to be in control of the 84th Army.
Ma Zhenyong was very good at interrogating spies, but the two Hindustanis were not very cooperative. Not only were they unwilling to confess, but they also insulted Ma Zhenyong and the others. "Hey! Damn yellow pig … Your torture can't make us surrender … We are ascetics who practice ancient yoga. We can eliminate any pain caused by physical torture with our spirit. Yellow pig, you won't understand! You can kill us, but you can't make us surrender! "
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Ma Zhenyong's fist slammed into the faces of the two Hindustanis. However, the two Hindustanis didn't give in. Perhaps, as they said, they could use their spirit to kill the pain caused by the physical body. This was the so-called spiritual practice of ancient yoga.
"Damn it! It seems that I have to give them some severe torture! "Ma Zhenyong snorted." You two bastards, do you like electric soldering iron or tooth extraction? "
In the face of Ma Zhenyong's threat, the two Hindustanis just snorted disdainfully.
"F * ck! How dare you look down on my methods! "Ma Zhenyong was so angry that he wanted to fight immediately.
"Brother Ma, you don't need electric soldering iron and tooth extraction forceps. I'll lend you something." Qin Lang took out a steel needle and a small bottle, then dipped the steel needle into the small bottle with some unknown liquid, then handed it to Ma Zhenyong. "Take this and prick it. I guarantee that they will scream in pain."
"Where? Do I need to prick any acupuncture points? " Ma Zhenyong said excitedly, "I remember. There's a spy movie, right? It says that acupuncture points with silver needles can make people suffer so much pain that they want to die. Tell me which acupuncture points."
"Don't daydream. Just use the needle I gave you and prick it anywhere. I guarantee that they will suffer so much pain that they want to die!" Qin Lang said in an affirmative tone.
"Well … I know where to prick it." Ma Zhenyong took the steel needle and walked to the Hindustani who had called him a yellow pig before. "You just scolded me, didn't you? You dark-skinned white man, are you very good? Are you going to court Huang Qiankang? Pretty B? Meiliu? Rouge? Ye Raohou? Cow?
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