If the knife is not big, it is enough to work. At a specific time, in a specific environment, this small set of knives will play an unimaginable role.

The moment when Lang, who was tied to a freezing chair, saw the set of knives like a scalpel, the cold sweat on his forehead had fallen, and his struggle became more and more intense. The feeling of such a person being the peddler was really not good.

The feeling of being at mercy will not be beautiful no matter when it is, and this has been verified thousands of times.

"What the hell are you trying to do?" Seeing Lao Tie seriously wiping the sharp knife like a dozen scalpels, Ronna's defense line was almost broken before Lao Tie took action.

"Chamber with you. Didn't I say it before? But to ensure that your words are true, I have to arm myself, at least let you know that I really don't care much about your life or death.

Okay, in order to show that what I said is true, I'd better express it first." When Lao Tie said this, a folding narrow knife about twenty centimeters long in his hand was raised high, and then slowly pierced into Longna's arm as he watched.

"Ah!! Bastard!! Damn it!! Stop it!! What do you want?" Lao Tie's knife was very sharp, but Lao Tie controlled the knife and passed through Longna's forearm at an extremely slow speed, and then nailed the knife to the handrail. The knife was as if he had nailed Longna to a cross. The fear had long surpassed the pain. At this moment, Longna prayed that Lao Tie could express his purpose faster, otherwise he would not know how long he could hold on.

"Look, we seem to have reached an agreement. I showed my sincerity and made you understand that I don't care about your life and death at all.

Now you should have known my determination. So you should be ready to talk to me.

The first question is, as far as I know, you have a lot of real estate in France. What I want to know is, are there any underage girls locked in the basement in every villa under your name?" Lao Tie's first question was calculated within Ronna's expectations, because this was the inspiration point of the conflict between him and Lao Tie that he could think of.

"No more! Ah!! It's really gone!! It's true!" Langna's answer was very straightforward, but what was greeted was Lao Tie's other narrow knife that was curved like a snake. It also stabbed into Langna's arm, and then did not press it down, but just cut the flesh of Langna's right arm, allowing blood to flow.

"You have to think about it before answering, because I don't trust your character very much, so I have to repeatedly verify your statement." Lao Tie looked at Longna. Lao Tie didn't believe his answer. Even if he was telling the truth, Lao Tie would stab him. This is that once he develops anger and hatred for a person, no matter what the person says, he will treat him as he thinks.

"You! You bastard!! I'm telling the truth!" Ronna was a little speechless. Lao Tie was really cruel to him and didn't believe what he said at all. This made Ronna worry about his life.

"Okay, I believe you for the time being. But I will investigate everything you said. If you are lying to me, haha, to be honest, I really hope you lie to me, because only in this way can I cut you into slices of fresh meat without any scruples and feed the fish." Lao Tie said a little lacking in technical content, but this threat is still very effective at this moment. After hearing Lao Tie's words, Long Na couldn't help but tremble. This kid was much worse than what he usually showed.

In Lao Tie's impression, every person who is called a big boss should be a tough guy and would rather die than surrender to the title of big boss. However, the Longna in front of him really seems to have nothing to do with the word "The Big Boss". I don't know if it was Longna who did it on purpose or it was really like this.

"Then let's talk about your understanding of France. As far as I know, you were born and raised in France, right? Then you must know a lot about France, right?" Lao Tie's question made Longna a little confused, because this question sounded like nothing to do with what was happening in front of him.

"What do you want to ask?" Longna didn't dare to answer directly. He had to figure out Lao Tie's very correct intentions, otherwise he wouldn't want to be stabbed again. This feeling is not very good. He was just an ordinary gangster and had done several murders, but since he became successful, he has never intervened in such a thing again.

If you have money and power, there will naturally be many people who are willing to help you with it. Over time, you will naturally gradually return to an ordinary mentality. At least when facing life and death, there is not much difference between mentality and ordinary people.

"I like France very much and like the city of Paris very much. Since you grew up here, you naturally know everything here. I'll ask you to find out. Are there any problems?" Lao Tie knew that his problem would bring Ronna questions. After all, this matter sounds a bit unreliable, and this unreliable will cause his knife to penetrate into Ronna's body, so Ronna must be more cautious, and Lao Tie can accept this.

"You're asking too general. I know that you must have your own destination when you appear here today. You'd better tell me straight to the point. To you and me, it's a waste of time." Longna's attitude also changed at this moment. Compared to the previous confusion, he has now become very clear.

In this way, the chatting method between Lao Tie and Langna became much easier. Unfortunately, Lao Tie wanted to chat with Langna for a few more words.

"Okay, then I'll narrow it down, just to be more specific. Fifteen years ago, a Russian came to Paris, France, whose name was Carlovrod. The reason why I asked you if you know Paris was him.

Let me tell you, how much do you know about him?" Lao Tie likes this guided questioning method very much. He directly asked how much he knew about him, rather than asking whether Longna knew about this person. These two questions seem to be different, but in actual meaning, there are very different differences.

"Karovrod? Russian? Fifteen years ago?" After hearing the information and data given by Lao Tie, Longna immediately fell into deep thought. He was completely sure of this question. This was the question that Lao Tie wanted to know most here this time, so he had to do a lot of work on this issue. Only in this way can he have a glimmer of hope to live.

Longna never thought that Lao Tie would let him go. He grew up in an environment where big fish eat small fish. He understood that many things did not need to be thought about at all, and also understood how to do it.

The situation in front of him is that once his value is squeezed out, he will definitely die without a burial place in the next moment. Once he wants to survive, he must seize this opportunity and gain enough time and a chance to survive.

"How is it? Have you ever thought of something?" Lao Tie looked at Ronna. Langna's hesitant expression made him look a little expectant, and then he subconsciously asked, and it was this question that made Langna think of the key to his survival.

Karovrod, the key to his survival is this name, and it’s not that he is pretending to be mysterious. He really has some impressions. Although the name is not necessarily this, he will pay more attention to those who come to Paris from Russia.

Because fifteen years ago, what Ronna did was to hang out on the streets, especially at airports, looking for targets, or cheating, or simply grab them. In short, among the crowds who came to Paris abroad, foreign tourists were naturally the first choice target.

The number of tourists from Russia to France is not small, but it is definitely not large, especially in a specific time period.

"I think I have an impression, but I can't remember the very specific scene for a while. Many of the people who come to France from Russia are purely traveling, but I remember that there seemed to be a few people who immigrated and had conflicts with the French police for some reason." After Ronna said something, Lao Tie showed an unexpected look on his face, but he did not completely believe in Ronna's words. The current situation is that Ronna will make up stories at all costs in order to survive.

"Since you can't remember, then you have no meaning to me. Wow!" Lao Tie pulled out the knife nailed to Lang's arm while speaking, and then used one of the knifes to cut open the artery vessels on Lang's neck. The mouth was not big, but the blood flow rate was very fast!
Chapter completed!