Chapter 1229 — I Don't Have Long to Live Anyway
The Blossom Guardian · Page 1 of 2
"..." Yet Feng Xiaoxiao still said not a word, as though she had never heard the man speak at all.
"Little girl, do you have a death wish? Believe it or not, I'll strip those clothes off you right now — and then ***?" Seeing that Feng Xiaoxiao still would not speak, the man grew all the more furious and threw out the threat.
"..." Feng Xiaoxiao kept her teeth clenched and said nothing.
"Tell me — are you two putting on a little play for my benefit?" Feng Tianlong had already been more than half convinced by the man's words, certain that Feng Xiaoxiao must be in his hands; but now doubt crept back in. After all, if the man truly belonged to Red Conch and wanted their second-in-command back, he would hardly lie about having Feng Xiaoxiao in his grasp, for there would be no point in it whatsoever.
But now Feng Tianlong was no longer so sure. If Feng Xiaoxiao were in his hands, why was there not the slightest sound from her?
"This girl's a clever one — she knows she's stalling for you!" This time the man laughed instead of raging. "But it doesn't matter. Stall away. Feng Tianlong, believe it or not, that's up to you! But do you know why I'm still talking to you, knowing full well you're tracing my location? Do you know why?"
"Hmph!" Feng Tianlong gave a cold laugh. He disliked being led by the nose like this, so he only grunted — neither saying he wished to know, nor that he did not. If the man meant to tell him, he would tell him; if not, asking would be useless. So Feng Tianlong would not commit himself either way.
"Heh heh, you don't ask, but I can still tell you why!" The man smiled. "Because I'm not in the least afraid of you tracing my location! I can tell you plainly who I am! I am a death warrior trained by the Red Conch organization. You understand what a death warrior is, don't you? I needn't explain it to you again, surely? Though I imagine our captain of the Dragon Edge special agents knows well enough what a death warrior means!"
At these words, Feng Tianlong's expression changed at once! Of course he knew what a death warrior was, and for an international criminal syndicate like Red Conch, training death warriors was only natural. Terrorist organizations of that stripe constantly carried out suicide missions and assassinations — and for that, they needed death warriors.
A death warrior, as the name implies, is a warrior who dares to die. The training these people receive all their lives is preparation for that final moment! Many of them have already been ***, willing to die for the organization, holding their own lives as nothing at all.
Such people are the hardest of all to deal with. Even if you capture one, you will not get a scrap of useful information out of him. Torture him, tempt him with wealth and glory — he simply does not care. Give him the slightest opening and he will kill himself.
"What are you trying to say?" Feng Tianlong's heart tightened. This day's business, he feared, would not end well.
"What I'm saying — don't you understand yet? My purpose is to free the second-in-command, and whether I live or die is of no consequence! Freeing the second-in-command is the only reason I exist in this world!" The man saw nothing amiss in his own words; he spoke as though it were the most natural thing. "I've already planted ** and explosives in the room. You can come up and arrest me, or shoot me dead — but I'll tell you this: the detonator for the explosives is implanted inside my body. The moment my heart stops beating, the detonator will trigger, and I'd say there's enough explosive there to blow this twenty-odd-story building to rubble! And when that happens, not only will your daughter be gone, every innocent resident in this building will be blown to bits! Wahaha — when I think of it, my death is really worth something, with so many people to accompany me!"