The man who brought Lin Qingqing down was Zhou Feng, the leader of this team. He was the captain of the secret guard team hired by the higher-ups.

The number of high-ranking officials and leaders he interrogated was too many to count on one hand.

Although Lin Qingqing's position is that of a marshal of the state level and he has a very high prestige in China, in Zhou Feng's eyes, once he enters here, he is already in his pocket.

He can knead it however he wants.

None of the people assigned to him by his superiors walked out of here alive.

In other words, it is up to him to decide when Lin Qingqing dies.

Zhou Feng squinted his eyes and looked at Lin Qingqing. Even the bulky down jacket could not hide her slender figure.

If he didn't know that Lin Qingqing had given birth to a child, he would have believed others when they said that this was a virgin.

In the past, it was always the old guys who were killed.

It's really meaningless.

It was a rare opportunity to get such a beautiful young woman this time. Once he got what he wanted from her, he would definitely play with her and then kill her.

Zhou Feng turned his head to look at the two sturdy men in military coats behind the long table and gave a distasteful smile:

"Brother Da Zhuang, Brother Er Zhuang, this woman is a marshal. The higher-ups want her to write a certificate withdrawing the troops under her command. Please excuse me, both of you."

As he spoke, he took out four packs of cigarettes from his pocket and placed them on the table.

The man on the left named Dazhuang put all four packs of cigarettes into his pocket and laughed.

"Zhou Feng, you are becoming more and more unreliable. Such a young girl is a marshal, who are you trying to fool?"

Zhou Feng didn't want to explain so much to the two fools, so he just smiled along.

Lin Qingqing ignored the smile beside her, stared at the torture device on the wall and asked, "Captain Zhou, do you mean that the higher-ups are going to torture me?"

Zhou Feng turned around and his smile immediately disappeared.

He smiled crookedly, "Marshal Lin, you haven't figured out the situation yet, have you? Let's not talk too much for now. If you honestly write the application to withdraw the Sky Eagle Guard, I can spare you the hardship and send you up."

He raised his chin and nodded upward.

"This basement is secretive. No one outside can find it. Expecting someone to rescue you is wishful thinking."

Lin Qingqing pretended not to believe it.

He shook his head violently. "That's impossible. I'm a national marshal. I control the army and the medical research institute. The higher-ups are counting on me to make money. How could they possibly punish me?"

As she spoke, she moved her fingers, and a handful of white powder appeared from between her fingers.

Then he took three or four steps back, his face full of distrust.

Another man named Erzhuang was getting impatient.

He pulled the iron whip from the wall and waved it in the air, saying, "Why waste your time talking to her? Everyone who comes here says this from the beginning. After a few moves, she'll believe it even if she doesn't want to. Maybe she'll be obediently writing that application after just a few moves. Hurry up, don't delay our brothers' meal."

He said and walked out from behind the long table.

He walked slowly towards Lin Qingqing, waving an iron whip, with a perverted smile on his face.

Zhou Feng also walked forward slowly.

He said sinisterly, "Lin Qingqing, before Brother Erzhuang makes a move, you good child should suffer less."

Dazhuang took out a cigarette and opened it slowly, then put one in his mouth, revealing a mouthful of big yellow teeth.

Lin Qingqing nervously stepped back repeatedly, finally retreating behind the iron chair.

She stopped suddenly.

The tension and fear on his face suddenly disappeared.

She smiled as she watched the two people approaching her.

Seeing Lin Qingqing's sudden change of expression, Zhou Feng frowned.

He pulled out the gun from his waist.

Lin Qingqing is so young and yet he can become the marshal, he must have some skills.

When they were only four or five steps away from Lin Qingqing, Lin Qingqing said softly: "Why don't you see if you can touch me before you die."

Zhou Feng felt a surge of uneasiness in his heart.

He immediately pointed the gun at Lin Qingqing's eyebrows.

"You better not try any tricks, or I'll shoot you."

Er Zhuang also threw out the iron whip, cursing, "Zhou Feng, who the hell is this woman?"

In the past, people who were sent in would become weak in the knees when they saw the torture instruments on these three walls.

But this young woman just seemed to be talking nonsense and didn't seem to be very scared.

Lin Qingqing easily dodged the iron whip and began to count down: "Three..."