The Villain's Counterattack

Chapter 198 The Cunning and Brutal Spy

Lying in the smelly sack, with ropes wrapped around his body three times, Sun Yuankai felt a pain in his chest. He really didn't expect that the enemy invaded the Beggar Gang branch with such fanfare and paid such a high price, but the ultimate goal was him.

He was the secret emperor of Polar City, in charge of the life and death of the entire city, but he was actually found behind and kidnapped in his own home in no time. What's even more outrageous is that the other party was dressed as a beggar, carrying a big sack like him all the way, and no one saw through him.

The team changed hands twice in the rudder, and then was thrown out from the side wall and quickly got on a carriage and left. Sun Yuankai heard the sound of horse hooves and the leader ordering his men to defend step by step and use human lives to divert the pursuers.

He was also very familiar with this man's voice. After all, he was the bastard who had killed him twice. How could he not be familiar with him? He never thought that he would fall into his hands again, and this time he did not kill him immediately. He must have felt strange that he was not dead.

Sun Yuankai took a deep breath, feeling extremely aggrieved. It was obvious that his side was the stronger, but due to a carelessness, they ended up in such a situation. Wasn't he the best at taking advantage of the situation?

If I were not in the Beggar Gang branch, but in the Intelligence Department, would they dare to do this?

Probably they didn't dare. You know, there are at least two hands of first-rate experts in the Intelligence Department. These thieves wouldn't dare to offend them even if they were extremely brave. However, what he was curious about was not their courage, but how these bastards caught him among so many people.

Sun Yuankai would not belittle himself, but he also did not think that the Sun Liuyuan he possessed could stand out among the many Beggar Gang disciples. He was an ordinary person, and his clothes were almost the same. How could they locate him in the dark?

Is there a traitor in the Beggars' Sect?

This possibility exists, but it is definitely not high. You have to know that I have learned lessons from the previous world and have been trying hard to hide myself. Even when I went to the data room, I was sneaking around. When I left the data room and rushed to the dungeon, I took a detour and avoided people. However, the other party lurked directly behind me, with a clear goal to capture me.

And it was a surprise attack, this was definitely not a coincidence!

Sun Yuankai closed his eyes tightly, silently feeling the direction, calculating in his mind the time the carriage took to move forward, when and where it went, how long it took, and then what direction it turned, how long it moved forward again, and what special sounds and smells there were along the way.

There was a curfew in Jinling City, and a galloping carriage would certainly attract attention, so they were extremely cautious. Later, they abandoned the carriage and carried themselves stealthily, turning and twisting along the way, passing through streets and alleys, and even breaking into houses more than once.

This enemy must have been lurking in Jinling City for more than a day or two. He was too familiar with the city. Or rather, he had people around him who were extremely familiar with the city, and there were also many people responsible for contacting him.

It is said that the Mongol Yuan Dynasty was once extremely glorious, with a vast territory far beyond the reach of today's Ming Dynasty. Naturally, there were many talented and righteous people during that period. The Ming Dynasty was established at a rapid pace, and it is likely that many uncontrollable factors were not eliminated. Nanjing City was originally a big city, and there must be a lot of remnants of the Mongol Yuan Dynasty left in the city.

"Bang!" Sun Yuankai fell heavily to the ground, rolled and hit the wall. Only a few low murmurs were heard. The door was closed tightly. Amidst the rustling sounds, Sun Yuankai was dragged into an underground secret room by his hair.

The steps of the underground secret room were dry and hard, so bumps and bruises were inevitable. Sun Yuankai knew without even looking that he had many bruises on his body. He was thrown into the corner of the wall, then dragged up and hung on a wooden frame. The cold steel locked him tightly, and a faint smell of rust and the stench of blood rushed into his nostrils.

More than one person has been imprisoned here, and many people have even been killed here.

The black cloth hood covering his face fell off with a "swish". The sudden light made Sun Yuankai unable to open his eyes. The rag soaked in his mouth was taken off. Under the blazing flames, three figures came into view.

A thin middle-aged man dressed in gray, with an unprepossessing appearance but a hint of murderousness; a tall and burly wealthy man dressed in gorgeous clothes, with an easygoing smile on his face, but who made him shudder; the last one was an old man with a hunched figure and white hair. The old man was blind in one eye, and there was a deep scar on his face from his left eye to the right corner of his mouth.

"Little beggar, we meet again." The thin man raised his right hand slightly, and a cold light flew out like lightning and pierced Sun Yuankai's hand, instantly piercing his right hand.

"Hero, please spare me, hero, please spare me!" Sun Yuankai screamed and begged for mercy. A cruel arc appeared on the corner of the thin man's mouth. Another flying knife appeared quietly and walked in front of Sun Yuankai. The flying knife lightly scratched his throat, making his hair stand on end and he was terrified.

"Haha, little beggar, oh little beggar, do you know how much we paid to catch you?" The thin man swung the flying knife and cut his chest skin. Although the wound was shallow, it was extremely painful. The flying knife slid down along the chest and quickly reached the thigh.

"Tell me, would it be more interesting if I lean over here and pick it up?" The thin man's voice sounded like a devil's voice, causing Sun Yuankai to shudder all over. He thought to himself, if you really do this to me, I might be able to directly enter the palace to work.

"Please spare my life, sir. I surrender. I surrender. Whatever you want to know, I will tell you everything I know!" Sun Yuankai trembled all over, but he thought in his heart that since the other party was willing to pay such a high price to capture him, they must have something to ask for. As long as they were willing to let him see their true faces, he was afraid that they would not let him go easily, and he would die in the end.

Sun Yuankai was not afraid of death. After all, he still had three lives. He could escape from danger after coming back to life. However, the torture was unbearable. It would be best if he could suffer less.

The thin man couldn't help but laugh when he heard that. He suddenly turned around and stabbed Sun Yuankai's left hand with the flying knife, causing him to scream again. "How boring! I never thought the spies of the Ming Dynasty were just like this. I thought you spies would be more steadfast and unyielding. Boring, boring! Old Zhou, you come and serve him. Don't rush to ask questions. First, use the full set of eighteen punishments. As long as he doesn't kill, mute, or deafen him, you can do whatever you want with the rest."

The scarred, one-eyed old man walked slowly towards them with a grin, which made Sun Yuankai shudder all over. He hurriedly shook his head and begged, but he could only watch the old man pull out a box from the side. The box was filled with all kinds of strange torture instruments, probably dozens of them, big and small, in different shapes.

"You Mongol running dogs, you shall not die haplessly!" Seeing that soft tactics were no use, Sun Yuankai's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted angrily: "I was born between heaven and earth, and as a Han Chinese, I stand tall and proud. Although I fear death, I will never kneel down and surrender to you, the fallen dogs. If you have the guts, kill me with a single blow. Eighteen years later, I will be a hero again!"

The thin man frowned at this. "Weren't you the one who just said you wanted to surrender? But spies like me are behind enemy lines, so we're very cautious when recruiting people. We really don't dare to recruit someone as timid and indecisive as you. If we're not careful, we might implicate more people."

Alas, for such a tough guy who is weak but bullies the weak and afraid of the strong, he sacrificed so many of his men. He didn't know whether it was worth it, but the secret of the guy really made him very excited.

The first flying knife that pierced his right hand was just a preliminary test, to test whether he had any martial arts skills like the Golden Bell Cover and Iron Cloth Shirt that would allow him to avoid being hurt by his flying knife. The result was naturally no. This person did not have any hard martial arts skills, and the flying knife could kill him.

Afterwards, he checked the scars on his body from the throat to the thighs, but the result surprised him greatly. No matter whether it was the flying knife scars he had left before or the palm scars from the big monk, there were no traces left. Only some old scars and the stick scars on his buttocks were still clearly visible.

Weird, big weird!

Sun Liuyuan was not a particularly handsome or ugly person. There were many people of average appearance on the street. If it weren't for the fact that his scent still lingered on him, people would have thought they had caught the wrong person.

When did you say the smell was left behind?

Haha, do you think that the basin of foot washing water that fell from the sky was really just a coincidence?