1793: C1793 Reasons for Compromise

C1793 Reasons for Compromise

After Lee Nanfang was captured, he had a very deep reaction.

He felt that if one wasn't a saint, they wouldn't be outdone.

It was completely understandable that his sudden rescue plan had failed because he hadn't realized the effect that a gas mask would have on him.

After all, he had achieved his goal.

The fellow Chinese who was tied up on the operating table didn't receive any injuries.

Those who wanted to inject him with some unknown virus potions were so frightened by the stray bullets that they fell to the ground and accidentally overturned the shelves, causing all the virus potions to crash and spill all over the floor.

This was the perfect ending.

More importantly, he, Boss Lee, used his captivity to divert the attention of all the bandits.

This was definitely at the cost of their own lives, in exchange for the safety of their fellow countrymen.

Shouldn't this act, this spirit of selfless devotion, be praised?

Why did he still have to be too harsh on the matter of him carelessly committing a small mistake that caused him to be arrested in the end?

Don't mind the unnecessary details.

It depends on the result.

The result was that his Chinese compatriots were saved, and that was enough.

Therefore, when he was pushed into the room, Lee Nanfang held his head high and had a proud smile on his face.

That smile would definitely be able to melt ten thousand years of ice. It would also be able to hasten the growth of withered trees, making a group of extremely vicious bandits moved.

Two people came over and punched and kicked Lee Nanfang.

Although these punches and kicks were like a tickle for him, he could still take advantage of this opportunity to control one of them and use it as a shield, snatching that person's submachine gun and slaughtering all the enemies in the room.

However, Lee Nanfang didn't do that.

He let the group of people beat him up and obediently locked his hands and feet in chains.

Why was he so cowardly?

Of course, it was because he wanted to figure out the purpose of this bunch of people building a simple recording studio.

The multiple indications from before indicated that the people in the Crete Island did not seem to view the hostages as anything important.

They did not lack money, did not have any special requests, and did not even bother to make any deals with the outside world.

Such a haughty and secret organization had actually put up a situation similar to those low-level terrorist organizations, attempting to issue a statement of responsibility to the outside world.

What were they trying to do?

Was there something that forced them to do this kind of behavior in exchange for their needs?

They seem to only need a group of Gene Code.

However, the code was still in Avril's mind.

In other words, everything that happened here was closely related to Avril's safety, so Lee Nanfang had no choice but to make his move.

As he considered these questions, he unconsciously sat back in his chair.

This kind of action almost made the Raging Flame member beside faint from anger.

It was all because of this guy that their plans met with an irreversible fate. He was still in the mood to sit down like Man.

Can you be a little self-conscious?

Could he still act like a captive?

"Stand up, who asked you to sit down!"

One of them shouted angrily and kicked the chair under Lee Nanfang's butt.

Lee Nanfang would definitely respect their wishes, so he stood up again with a laugh. He ran to the corner of the wall and picked the most comfortable posture, then leaned against the wall and stood properly.

Whether it was the people cleaning the room or the people watching the captives, they were all dumbfounded by her performance.

Is this a monkey joke?

Do you think this is a movie theater? It's uncomfortable sitting down, but you can still stand up and continue enjoying yourself?

"You're f * cking courting death!"

The gangster felt deeply humiliated and raised his gun to turn Boss Lee into a hornet's nest.

Fortunately, not all of the bandits had this kind of temperament.

The guy who was responsible for injecting the virus into Prof. Zhang Zhidong rushed over quickly and held down the gun in his companion's hand.

With his two small eyes, he sized Lee Nanfang up and asked tentatively, "Are you from the East, or South Korean?"

"F * ck, you can kill but you can't insult others. I'm Chinese, not a bastard!"

Lee Nanfang immediately gave the strongest response to the criminal's humiliating question.

As for the question of who was the bastard, it wasn't something that the Flame Group member named John to consider.

He was just excited.

It was almost an hour from the release of the previous global video.

They hadn't rebelled against Prof. Zhang Zhidong yet, so they had made some breakthrough progress. This made him extremely anxious.

Lee Nanfang's appearance made him think of an excellent solution to the problem.

"You're Chinese, that's easy."

John smiled and pointed back at Jack, who was tied up on the operating table. "Did you come to save him?" he asked. "He's also Chinese, his name is Zhang Zhidong, a biology expert. I heard that he's a very important figure in the Chinese military. You must be here to save him right?"

"Nonsense. If I wasn't here to save him, why would I kick the door? No, I'm here to kick someone in."

Lee Nanfang answered casually and secretly gave Prof. Zhang Zhidong, who was twisting his neck and looking over, a comforting look.

Don't look at how the old professor sang the national anthem just now, with an unyielding attitude as if he swore to the enemy that he would not compromise.

In fact, he would be afraid.

As long as one was a human, there was no one who was willing to die.

Prof. Zhang Zhidong would rather die than submit because he had no hope of surviving.

Now that he had suddenly met someone who had come to save his compatriot, of course, his hope of survival had been rekindled.

Lee Nanfang opened his eyes to communicate, hoping that Prof. Zhang would cooperate with him and trust him.

Just lie down obediently on the operating table and do nothing. That would be enough to relieve Lee Nanfang of his worries to launch a counterattack later.

Prof. Zhang received the message from Lee Nanfang's eyes and closed his eyes peacefully.

Before coming here, his superior had clearly told Prof. Zhang not to worry about any difficulties he would encounter.

Behind them, there would be people from the Soaring Dragon Special Forces supporting them.

In the eyes of the Chinese soldiers, the code name of Soaring Dragon was a legend above legends.

No one would question the word of God.

Thus, he was at ease.

Such exchanges were conducted under the noses of the criminals.

Lee Nanfang had never thought of avoiding anyone, so that John could clearly see all the actions between him and Prof. Zhang.

Logically speaking, the two hostages had completely ignored him, as a bandit. Conducting a private exchange was practically insulting him.

However, John didn't have the slightest bit of anger in his heart. His gaze towards Lee Nanfang became even more fervent.

He pulled over a chair and sat in front of Lee Nanfang.

While telling the others to back off and clean up the room, he said to Lee Nanfang with the most friendly attitude: "Um, Comrade, your Chinese side should still be using the same term, right?"

"It's been used for a long time. Comrade, this form of address is a derogatory term."

"Why is it a derogatory term?"

"Because, no, I'll tell you what you want to do. If you have something to say, just say it. Don't beat around the bush."

Lee Nanfang wanted to confuse these Flame Group people and figure out the purpose of making a recording studio here.

Who would have thought that the person called John in front of him was also an eccentric person?

He didn't care about the chaos Lee Nanfang caused, he started to chat with him instead.

How could there be such a mischievous gang of bandits and prisoners under the heavens?

"Haha, comrade, don't be so impatient, let's talk slowly."

John crossed his legs and said, "This is how things are right now.

First is your question.

The alarm from outside proves that you, Hua Xia, have sent out your Special Forces to attack us.

Based on my understanding of Crete Island's defense system, your attacks will definitely return with no results.

Even if you don't have a way out, your comrades and companions might all die here.

In comparison, your luck is much better than those people's.

Because you took me prisoner.

You won't deny that I have the authority to let you live on in peace, right? "

John was succinct and persuasive.

Lee Nanfang helplessly rolled his eyes: "I won't deny it, but if you have something to say, can I trouble you to say it quickly?" My time is precious, so is the book money of the readers. You talk so much nonsense that it makes water suspicious. In the end, even if you don't die, you won't be able to pacify the people. "

"No, no, no, you don't understand me."

John shook his head vigorously and pointed at the hostages around him, including Prof. Zhang Zhidong, and said, "I want to tell you.

The defensive system of Crete Island was very perfect. No matter who invaded this place, it was impossible for them to escape in the end.

We are not worried at all about your attack.

But you will have to worry about the safety of your comrades and the success of your mission.

I am a very reasonable person.

The situation now is that you and these people, your lives and deaths are in my hands.

Therefore, you must listen to my request.

Of course, you will also be like Mr. Zhang Zhidong who is not afraid of death.

However, if I torture him in front of you again, making him suffer a fate worse than death, I will plead with you.

You don't want to see this kind of situation, right?

Or, I can torture you and let Prof. Zhang feel the condemnation on his conscience.

I'm sure he didn't like it either.

Then promise me a small request for the sake of those you care about.

As long as this matter is completed, I will personally send you out of the Crete Island.

Do you think this kind of trade is worth it? "

"Hur hur, it is indeed quite worth it."

Lee Nanfang sneered. He finally understood why this eccentric John was so excited about his appearance.

Prof. Zhang Zhidong swore to not comply with Flame Group at all, and did not even care about the threat of death. This gave John a huge headache.

Chinese soldiers are not afraid of death.

But at the same time, the loyalty of the Chinese was also a well-known thing.

You can torture them. Even if they have broken arms or legs, you may not be able to destroy their psychological defenses.

But what if he tortured their most trusted comrade in front of them?

It didn't take too much time at all to easily destroy that seemingly firm mental defensive line.

It had to be said that John was an expert in controlling people's thoughts.

It was no wonder that the leaders of the United Kingdom, the United States, Russia and other countries had all surrendered after a short period of time in his hands.

Lee Nanfang looked at Prof. Zhang subconsciously and found that the old comrade didn't care about what was happening around them.0

This was definitely giving Lee Nanfang the most complete trust.

From the looks of it, he couldn't allow this trust to suffer a blow.

"Say it, what do you want me to do? No matter what request it is, I'll agree to it."

Lee Nanfang shrugged his shoulders in feigned helplessness.

John was completely happy now. He clapped and said, "Ok, I want you to help me make a statement."

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