Chapter 673

"Bang...!"

"Ah...!"

"Bang...!"

"Ah...!"

In an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of husumi, heartbreaking howls reverberated in the open room, causing waves of echoes. On the crossbeam of the warehouse, the core leaders of St. Elijah's truth society were hanged. Then Hassan's men mercilessly beat him in the stomach with a stick.

Every time they were hit, these people would twitch like fish, go down with a few sticks, and they would spit out everything in their stomachs. They would no longer be enthusiastic in the central square.

"Don't you guys say hunger strike? How can you spit out so many things?" There are onlookers in Abkhazia, a face of disdain asked. Yes, I haven't eaten for a few days, but I can still spit so many things out. What's the structure of these people's bodies.

"Ha ha..."

This banter caused a burst of laughter, and Hassan couldn't help laughing.

After a scuffle in October street, members of the truth society of Abkhazia captured a large number of senior cadres of the truth society of St. ilia, while the rest of the truth society of St. ilia, who fled and scattered, did not dare to make any more mistakes. So Hassan brought these people back, tortured them, and pressed them for the whereabouts of Gamsa hurdia, the leader of the opposition in Georgia.

"Stop fighting, I said. I'll tell you everything!" After less than half an hour of torture, a few of these people couldn't hold on. They begged that Hassan's men would stop beating them. They were willing to answer the secret of the organization.

Hassan despised the backbone of these people in his heart. He really didn't understand how Stalin's hometown could have such a soft egg.

The guy who begged for mercy was put down from the crossbeam of the roof. As soon as the rope was released, the whole person collapsed on the ground like a pool of rotten meat. Hassan's hands picked up a bucket of cold water and poured it on him. Now it's December, the coldest time of the year. This bucket of ice water will be used in an instant, which is the name of most of the national fighters.

"Ah... Ha... Ah! Please don't torture me any more, I'll tell you all I know... "The other side got up from the ground and begged for mercy.

Hassan slowly sat up from his chair. He picked up his baseball bat and walked slowly to each other. Then he asked in a slow voice, "where are the gamsahurji people?"

"No... I don't know?"

Hassan kicked him to the ground with one kick, and then raised his baseball bat to make a big fight.

"I really don't know where he is, only that he is not in China..." the other party quickly added. He felt that Hassan's expression was extremely frightening. He was so frightened that he could hardly stand up.

"Abroad, what does he do abroad?" Hassan was very surprised by this answer. At the beginning, Xie liaosha specially explained that he must seize Gamsa hurdia and let him control. But now he is abroad, what can he do.

"Collective is not clear, only know that he is going abroad to help us raise money!" The other side carefully Yi Yi said, from time to time also look at those who are still hanging behind the comrades in arms. Hassan noticed his little move. So he said to the younger brothers who stopped: "keep fighting until they tell me the whereabouts of gamsakhurdia, otherwise don't stop for me..."

As soon as Hassan's order came out, there was a terrible voice on the scene again. The opposition, who had been in the limelight, was now so distressed by Hassan. Many of them are intellectuals, and they can't stand the pain at all. Within five minutes, another one couldn't stand the torture and confessed.

"Don't fight, I said. I know where gamsakhurdia is. He's calling Sumi..."

"Traitor..."

"Asshole..."

As soon as the second man gave up, his companions began to abuse him.

"OK, put him down, and the rest continue to fight until they spit blood!" Hassan asked his men to put down the guy who confessed, and then took him out of the room. The rest continued to be tortured. As for the liar just now, Hassan directly asked his men to wipe his neck with a dagger in front of his companion. This guy is dishonest. Originally, he was a little valuable. Now because of the new capitulators, this guy is not needed.

Hassan, who is cruel and ruthless, has no patience at all. He directly asks his subordinates to put the knife on the guy's neck. As long as he hesitates a little, Hassan will hint his subordinates to tighten the knife again. Just now, this guy saw his companion scurrying in the warehouse like a chicken whose neck has been wiped, After a while, he fell convulsively. At this moment, he dares to recreate his words. He knows everything about Hassan's problem.

"Gamsakhurdia lives in the dormitory building of the local workers' night school, which is arranged by our comrades in Abkhazia. He has been in the room these days, contacting with foreign funders. I heard him say that it's like some human rights foundation in the United States... If you go now, maybe you can find him."

Hearing this, Hassan asked his men to write down the address and quickly mobilized people to launch a car to the night school dormitory area of workers in the Autonomous Prefecture of Abkhazia.

Hassan's people drove very fast all the way. In less than 20 minutes, they came to the other party's confessed room. Hassan kicked open the door of Gamsa hurdia's house, but there was no one in it, but a cup of coffee was still hot on the table, and there was an indentation on the chair.

"Come on, he may not have gone far!" Hassan told his opponent. Under orders, the men immediately dispersed to find gamsahurzia's whereabouts. But Hassan stayed in the room. He opened the drawer and took out all the things in it. He made an opinion inspection to see what he could find.

Hassan's move is really not redundant. Facts have proved that there is something wrong with gamsahurdia. Hassan found several foreign passports in the dark box of gamsahurdia's desk drawer. Although Hassan didn't read much, he still knew the passport and the national flag. After all, he was a smuggler!

"Hassan picked out an American passport from a pile of passports, and then opened the first page. He saw a picture of Gamsa hulkia. Although Hassan didn't know English, he already knew what was going on. This "Gamsa hulkia" has long defected to the United States, and there may be support from the United States. These people may have betrayed their motherland. Think of these traitors. Hassan felt extremely angry. For a long time, both the Abkhaz and the Georgians were regarded by the Americans as chess pieces against the Soviet Union.