Feng Tianyan was surprised, but he didn't expect his father to talk to him about this issue, and he couldn't help but feel warm. In fact, although the wind has the benevolence and benevolence of a doctor, he thinks that he is not a greenhouse flower that does not ask about the world.

In the previous life, who could wander in the communication of the upper class, who of the ladies of the various families did not have some means? Even in the Feng family, there were a few people who came to find some trouble from time to time. It's just that in the previous life, it was a society governed by the rule of law, and this kind of abuse of lynching was illegal. Therefore, it was a little difficult to accept for a while.

For what Feng Heng said, Feng Qianyan actually agrees very much. Is being merciful to the enemy being cruel to oneself?

"Dad, my daughter knows. Feng poured out his heart and smiled.

It didn't take long for the screams to subside. After a while, two guards dragged the man back and tied him to the torture rack again. There were no new wounds on the man's body, no traces of blood, just a trembling body.

Feng Heng returned to his cold appearance, and asked coldly, "Still don't say it?"

The man lowered his head, panting, and for a long time, he struggled and trembled and spit out three words: "No~know~Dao." ”

Feng Heng smiled coldly: "Heh, it seems that I haven't enjoyed it enough! There are so many tricks here, there is always one that can make you speak!" Feng Heng said, his eyes signaled to Chen Ting: "Give him a new one to taste!"

"Yes!" the two guards replied, about to step forward and untie the ropes.

Feng Qianyan immediately shouted, "Slow!", and then turned to Feng Heng and said, "Dad, let my daughter try?"

Feng Heng was stunned for a moment, and smiled: "Okay." ”

Feng Qianyan jumped off the chair, walked to the torture rack, and said with a smile: "It hurts, right?"

The man on the torture rack was visibly stunned for a moment, and even his breathing stagnated for a few moments.

Feng Qianyan took out three silver needles, shook his wrist, and stabbed into the man's three acupuncture points.

"Give him the shackles. Feng Qian gestured to the two guards.

"Miss, don't!" the two hurriedly said, "This person is a ninth-order spirit master!"

Feng Tianyan was shocked in his heart, it seems that Dad is right, this person is indeed suspicious. A small Hou Mansion purchase, it turned out to be a ninth-order spirit master? Hidden deep enough! There must be a master behind the secret layout!

"It's okay, he doesn't need any spiritual power now. Feng Qianyan pointed to the iron chain on the pipa bone again, "Take this too." ”

The two guards looked at Feng Heng hesitantly, and when they saw him nodding, they stepped forward to remove the shackles.

As soon as the iron chain on the pipa bone was pulled out, the man immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood. Feng Qianyan took out an elixir and threw it to a guard: "Give it to him, don't let him die!"

The guard was stunned for a moment with the elixir, and it turned out to be a second-level healing elixir. After watching it for a long time, it was reluctantly stuffed into the man's mouth.

"Well, let's change the way we play!" Feng Qianyan continued to smile and said, "Don't worry, this doesn't hurt!"

The man slowly raised his head, looked at Feng Tianyan through his unkempt hair, sneered twice, mixed with wheezing, and said in a hoarse voice: "What means, just use ......"

With an innocent smile, he instructed the two guards, "Wash him, change his clothes, and bring to—well, to the room at the end of the corridor." ”

"Yes!" the two guards replied.