Chapter 1470 No Longer Worth
"Every time Shen Jun and his men set out from the Jinling base, they were not there to carry out missions, but to 'rob' those teams that were out on missions."
Li Zhentian, with a bruised face and nose, knelt in front of Li Luo, his face full of fear and despair. His body was trembling slightly, his face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were shining with a pleading light.
His voice trembled, trying to hide his inner panic, but he was ultimately unable to control the ups and downs of his tone:
"Their tactics are simple, but always effective. They first inquire about information through various channels, such as which teams have recently received missions and where they will go, and then lock on to their targets. Then, they pretend to be friendly, take the initiative to propose cooperation, and even share some insignificant intelligence to gain the other party's trust."
Li Luo's eyes were as cold as ice, and he stood in front of him without saying a word.
She just stared at him quietly, her eyes as sharp as two daggers, as if they could pierce through Li Zhentian's lies at any time and leave him nowhere to hide.
Li Zhentian trembled his lips and tried to continue speaking, but when he met Li Luo's ruthless eyes, he felt that breathing became more difficult.
After a while, he barely mustered up the courage, lowered his head and continued:
"Once they gain trust, they will start to implement their plans. They will make some seemingly reasonable suggestions, such as changing the route, adjusting the mission objectives, and leading the team to the designated location little by little. And that location..." He swallowed, his voice getting lower and lower, "is often our [Youlong Gang] ambush point. It is remote and desolate, far away from any rescue area, and no other survivors have passed by. It is an absolute death place."
Li Luo's eyes were even colder, and his voice was as cold as winter: "And then?"
Li Zhentian's body trembled violently. He lowered his head, holding the corner of his clothes tightly with both hands, and his voice was almost begging:
"When we get to the location, our people will have already set up an ambush. The Eagle Squad will give a secret signal and strike when the enemy is off guard, subduing all the members of the target team."
He paused, his voice trembling, and he hardly dared to continue, "Those people... will be tied up, and all their supplies will be taken away. And they... they..."
Li Luo stared at him with a sharp gaze: "Killed?"
Li Zhentian shuddered, clenched his teeth, lowered his head and said nothing, as if even breathing was a sin.
His silence said it all.
"Are you mute? Speak!" Li Luo suddenly shouted, and his mental power pressed hard on Li Zhentian's consciousness like an invisible iron chain.
The invisible pressure made Li Zhentian feel like he was falling into an abyss. His mind seemed to be torn by something huge, and the pain made him almost faint.
His face turned pale instantly, cold sweat rolled down his forehead like rain, and he finally stammered:
"Yes... some people will be killed directly, while those who seem to have value... will be taken back to my base and used as slaves."
"Slaves?" Li Luo's tone suddenly rose, and the chill pierced into Li Zhentian's heart like a knife. Anger burned in her eyes, "You actually treat your own kind as tools and animals?"
Li Zhentian's body shook violently, as if a cold blade was pressed against his throat.
He suppressed his fear and his voice became increasingly quiet, almost inaudible:
"Shen Jun said that this would maximize the use of resources... Those people were treated as coolies, doing the most tiring work and eating the worst food... They had no room to resist at all..."
"Maximizing the utilization of resources?" Li Luo sneered, his tone was icy and his eyes were sharp as if he wanted to cut Li Zhentian into pieces. "Using people as tools, you still call it utilizing resources? You are worse than animals."
Li Zhentian lowered his head, his shoulders trembled uncontrollably, and even his breathing became light.
His every movement revealed fear. He knew that his words had completely angered the woman in front of him, and his fate was probably doomed.
The air was dead silent, so oppressive that it was suffocating.
Li Luo stood there, staring at Li Zhentian with cold eyes. Anger was boiling in her heart, but she forced herself to suppress it.
Those cruel and cold-blooded truths repeatedly challenged her sanity and almost made her completely lose control.
But she couldn't let this bastard die so easily!
She took a deep breath and forced herself to calm the murderous intent in her heart.
The information now is enough. Li Zhentian is no longer valuable. The crimes he committed have determined his fate.
