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"Do you understand what I say?" Waltz asked in a low voice.
Caldera's head felt like paste, and he shook his head upright.
Waltz continued: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand. From now on, whenever you have a chance, run away, it's that simple! And remember what I just said. I don't know you, you don't know me, and you don't know Tyrone, Just do what I say! Can you do it?”
Caldera nodded.
One advantage of simple-minded people is that they don’t think too much and just do whatever they ask me to do.
After hearing Waltz's words, he began to continue struggling.
Waltz smiled helplessly, picked up a needle from the cabinet next to the hospital bed, and inserted it directly into the vein on Caldera's neck.
The liquid in the syringe was quickly injected, and Caldera's struggle became increasingly weak, and even his eyelids became extremely heavy.
It's not a poison, it's just a sedative commonly used in medicine, but the one used by Waltz has more concentrated sedative ingredients and is more effective.
After Caldera fell into a deep sleep, Waltz walked out of the room and said to the two people at the door: "Keep an eye on this person. If anything goes wrong, don't say you won't get the reward. Just go back and wait to be punished."
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Waltz returned to his room and sat on the sofa. He hesitated whether to contact Zhang Feng.
After careful consideration, I gave up this plan.
Since Zhang Feng asked him to bring Caldera over, it meant that he had his own plans and must have anticipated Caldera's physical condition.
He lit the cigar with a match and smoked it slowly. He was thinking about the safest and least suspicious way to make Zhang Feng a test subject.
After a night, get up in the morning.
Waltz gave orders to his men.
"There's still half a month left before we have to return to life. This operation is considered very successful. We found an SS experimental subject. Naturally, we won't be able to get the reward after we go back. But I want to make the best use of half a month's time. , go one step further.”
"From the analysis of the injuries on this SS experimental subject, it should be that he has been engaged in underground fighting. We can pay more attention in this direction and try to find another suitable experimental subject!"
This order is what Waltz thought of last night.
Taking advantage of Caldera's injuries, he turned his attention to underground fighting.
As long as his subordinates turn their attention to fighting, they will definitely notice Zhang Feng, also known as Tai Long.
When they report Tai Long's information to him, he can justifiably order them to capture Tai Long.
In this way, everything is very reasonable and will not arouse suspicion.
I didn't decide to take the initiative to contact Zhang Feng, but I still had to communicate with him about this plan.
Zhang Feng finally received a call from Milik. There was a boxing match asking him if he would participate. There was a bonus of one thousand US dollars for victory and five hundred US dollars for loss.
Zhang Feng naturally agreed directly, and the boxing match would be in three days.
What Zhang Feng didn't expect was to see the missing person notice that Waltz used to request contact in the latest issue of the newspaper.
When he saw the missing person notice, Zhang Feng frowned tightly. If you contact me frequently, there is no guarantee that something will not happen that time.
And I have told him that if I need to contact him, I will take the initiative to contact him.
After thinking about it, Zhang Feng decided to contact Waltz.
The reason is that Waltz is not a person who doesn't know the importance of things. Since he knows that there are risks in contacting him, but there is still contact, it means that something is wrong.
He took out the local SIM card in Mexico City, replaced it with his own calling card, and dialed Waltz's number.
"What's the matter? Didn't you say you don't want to contact me?" Zhang Feng said straight to the point.
"I understand. Something happened this time. The first thing is that I have brought Caldera over, and there is no problem with my body function. The second thing is" At that moment, Waltz revealed his plan.
After listening, Zhang Feng nodded slightly. Waltz's plan was rigorous, and he just used the next boxing match as an entry point.
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Feng changed his phone card back.
Originally, he didn't plan to show any strength in the boxing match. After all, this was just a way for him to confirm his identity.
However, now in order to cooperate with Waltz's plan, it seems that he has to act a little stronger.
It was sunny for two days, and then it rained heavily again.
The raindrops were heavy and dense, the fog was misty, and the air was very humid, making it feel cool on the body.
In the dilapidated room, rain began to seep from the ceiling.
Zhang Feng had no intention of repairing it. He just moved the bed so that the leaking rainwater would not fall on the bed.
When the time agreed with Milik came, Zhang Feng walked out of the room despite the rain.
The heavy rainwater hit the raincoat, making a crackling sound.
Walking to the door of the boxing ring, the two gatekeepers recognized Zhang Feng, without the embarrassment or ridicule from last time.
When he saw Milik, he took him to the room to rest.
There was no exchange between the two, but Zhang Feng could tell something from Milik's expression. It should be that his opponent was very strong.
As for what kind of opponent, Zhang Feng doesn't care. If someone can make him fall on the ring, then he doesn't have to continue the mission.
However, this is simply not possible.
After waiting in the room for about half an hour, I heard the speaker outside shouting loudly: "The God of Death!"
Immediately, violent cheers rang out, waves of death, and the cheers of death were louder than the waves.
Immediately afterwards, I heard the sound from the stereo: "Tailon!"
Um? It seems that his opponent is this so-called god of death.
A faint sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth. Now he wanted to see who his opponent was, who dared to call himself the God of Death.
Walking out of the room casually, Milik was already waiting at the door. Milik muttered in a low voice: "If it doesn't work, just surrender."
After saying that, Milik turned around and walked directly towards the cage.
Um
Zhang Feng raised his eyebrows, no, he just surrendered
It seems that Milik doesn't think highly of himself, but he is not a bad person, and he doesn't forget to remind himself.
However, is it necessary
Follow Milik through the crowd and towards the cage.
Seeing Zhang Feng, the audience booed loudly.
Zhang Feng sneered, put his hand on his neck, and made a motion of wiping his neck.
result
The boos got louder, mixed with curses and jeers.
Zhang Feng turned his head and looked directly at the cage. In the cage, stood a tall black man, whose body was as strong as Caldera.