Marvel Spy

"I don't have a gun in my hand, why did you hit me?"

It hurt so much, Zheng Zhicheng wanted to roll all over the floor, but he was too afraid to move because he was afraid that if he moved, this guy would find a chance to kill him.

He had heard many similar rumors before. American soldiers would escort prisoners on the road, then ask ordinary people if they wanted to go to the toilet, and then get off the prisoners and beat them to death on the spot. If they died, they would report them as escapees, arrest and kill them.

"Ah, so it wasn't the gun barrel that I shot flying? I'm sorry."

On purpose, this guy definitely did it on purpose.

"Where are all the things you brought from China back then?"

This is what he relies on. After being caught in the country, he will most likely be deprived of political rights for life, shot or imprisoned for life. At this time, if he keeps hiding, no, he cannot keep hiding. He can say a little at a time, a little at a time. , that way you won't be shot.

He doesn't think there's anything wrong with it, it's the rules, he's just taking advantage of them.

"my memory……"

Bang, there was another gunshot, and his left ring finger also flew into the sky.

"Oh my God, what the hell are you doing?"

"I heard that pain and death can improve people's memory. Have you remembered it now?"

"Meteorite, I sold Meteorite to Wayne Company."

"What about other things?"

"I, I can't remember... No, don't continue, I really can't remember..."

Zhang Xin did not continue to shoot, but turned his head to look at Cicada and whispered: "I don't think there is any need to keep him anymore."

Cicada said expressionlessly, "How?"

"His stuff must have been sold to others. Even if we know the news, so what? In this land, we are outsiders after all, and maybe more comrades will die because of it. Instead of So it’s better to kill him, once it’s over, we don’t have to worry about it in the future. At that time, it will be said that I accidentally killed him, and I will bear the punishment. Of course, I may need you to endorse me, what do you think?”

Cicada raised her head, her side face looked tough and beautiful under the sun: "Mantis, what do you think?"

The mantis' eyeballs almost popped out: "What about it? This is against the rules..."

"But I think what he said is not unreasonable. Those cultural relics cannot be eaten or drunk, and they are not allowed to be sold to pay back the money to improve people's livelihood. How many people have we lost in chasing these things? I don't want to watch us helplessly anymore. Comrades have lost their lives for these things."

Mantis retorted excitedly: "That is a cultural relic, a historical and cultural inheritance of thousands of years, and a priceless treasure..."

If it was before, what Zheng Zhicheng hated the most would be people like Mantis, who were stubborn and self-righteous, guarding these crockpots all day long to suffer and starve.

But now he feels that such a person is too cute.

"Yes, yes, those are priceless treasures. I can't remember them now, but I will definitely remember them in the future. I swear..."

The most unreliable thing in this world is the oath of a criminal, especially this kind of criminal who has forgotten his ancestors.

Zhang Xin directly picked up the pistol and put it against Zheng Zhicheng's eyebrows. The barrel of the gun that had just been fired was a little hot, making Zheng Zhicheng feel very uncomfortable.

Mantis' huge sniper rifle immediately turned its head and pointed it at Zhang Xin's eyebrows: "Zhang Xin, put down the gun. Didn't you hear me when I told you to put down the gun?"

Zhang Xin smiled: "Mantis, I have seen too many deaths and crimes. Our comrades should not die for these things. If someone must die because of this, then I will die...you beat me to death." Bar……"

As he spoke, his hands trembled slightly.

Zheng Zhicheng was almost shocked: "I, I remembered, I stored the remaining cultural relics in the Black Reef Bank in Gotham City, as long as I use this ring in my hand and add a password to I can take it out..."

Suddenly Cicada said, "Where's Chengying Sword? Who did you sell it to?"

A look of fear flashed across Zheng Zhicheng's face, and he said hastily, "What Chengying Sword? I haven't heard of it."

Bang bang, Zhang Xin broke the remaining two fingers of his left hand without hesitation, and then