Hongmen Headquarters.

Miao Jinhui looked at the black-robed man standing motionless at the door, his face was pale, he knew that he was finished.

If it was really the Immortal Divine Seat, even if Miao Jinhui could detect that he had come to the door, how could he make a sound.

This is the trap.

But there is no doubt that Miao Jinhui jumped in.

"Who are you?!"

Miao Jinhui looked at the dark shadow at the door and asked in a deep voice.

And at this moment, the black shadow that was originally standing at the door slowly retreated sideways, and the person standing behind him was revealed. Through the moonlight, I could vaguely see the familiar face and the familiar sneer.

Wei Xiaobao.

A glimmer of light flashed, Wei Xiaobao slowly walked into Miao Jinhui's room, didn't say a word, sat straight on a chair by the wall, and looked at Miao Jinhui lightly.

Then, the man in the black robe also walked slowly into the room, took off the black robe covering his head, it was none other than a knife.

Miao Jinhui squinted his eyes, glanced at the knife, his eyes were resentful, and then looked at Wei Xiaobao who was sitting in the chair, helpless, not knowing what to say.

Wei Xiaobao and Xiaodao didn't speak, one sat by the wall, the other stood at the door, didn't speak, just looked at Miao Jinhui.

As time passed, Miao Jinhui's forehead gradually became sweaty, his mouth was dry, and his feet were numb.

"Chief helmsman, why are you here all of a sudden?"

Miao Jinhui finally couldn't help but speak, but he said something that Wei Xiaobao didn't want to hear the most, and what he wanted to hear was obviously not this.

"Let's see how you betrayed me and how you turned your back on Hongmen. ”

Wei Xiaobao retracted his gaze in disappointment, lowered his head and lit a cigarette.

He clearly remembered the scene when he first met Miao Jinhui, which was the first time Miao Jinhui begged him to save Hongmen.

But now, Miao Jinhui actually chose to turn his back on Hongmen and abandon him. He couldn't figure out what Miao Jinhui was for, and what he could get from the undead.

"Chief helmsman, I don't know what you're talking about, when did I betray you and betray Hongmen?"

Miao Jinhui shook his head, pretending to look at Wei Xiaobao blankly, with a look of grievance.

"You still don't admit it, I suspected you last time I was assassinated by the son of the Divine Throne, but I didn't expose you without evidence, but I didn't expect that this time it was you, united with the Immortal Divine Throne to break into my lord's mansion, and wanted to kill my woman, resulting in the death of 68 people in the Heaven and Earth Society, whether you admit it or not, this time you are dead!"

Wei Xiaobao looked at Miao Jinhui coldly, and his voice was cold.

"I didn't, Chief Helmsman, please believe me, I am loyal to you and Hongmen, how can I betray?!"

Miao Jinhui shook his head, pleaded, and slowly walked towards Wei Xiaobao.

Suddenly, Miao Jinhui, who was originally crying and begging all the way, rushed towards Wei Xiaobao and slapped Wei Xiaobao's heavenly spirit with one palm!

Everything happened too suddenly, Wei Xiaobao didn't expect it, and the knife standing at the door didn't expect it, it was too late to stop it, and in a hurry, the knife in his palm was thrown like lightning, and it went straight to Miao Jinhui's heart!

But before the pocket knife hit Miao Jinhui's heart, Miao Jinhui was already knocked away by Wei Xiaobao's group, and he fell directly on the table in the middle of the room!

The knife in his palm almost grazed Miao Jinhui's neck in a flash, stabbing into the wall.

When the table was torn apart, Miao Jinhui slammed on the ground, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face was like ashes.

Although Wei Xiaobao didn't expect Miao Jinhui to kill him directly, for him, Miao Jinhui's desire to kill him was tantamount to using his mantis arm as a car, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Miao Jinhui still wanted to struggle to get up, but the figure flashed in front of him, and the knife had already been pressed in front of him, and he stepped on the back of his neck, making him unable to move.

"You really don't know whether you live or die, and you want to kill me?"

Wei Xiaobao slowly stood up, and slowly walked in front of Miao Jinhui, and said coldly, his face full of disdain.

"So far, if you want to kill, you can kill!"

Miao Jinhui gritted his teeth, looked at Wei Xiaobao hard, and said coldly.

"It's too early to kill you, and later I will kill you at the graves of those 68 brothers, and pay tribute to them with your blood. Now tell me, where is the Throne of the Undead now?!"

Wei Xiaobao shook his head and said in a cold voice, his eyes full of playfulness.

"Hahahaha..."

Miao Jinhui suddenly laughed, laughing desperately and smugly.

"What does it have to do with me whether they die or not?! Have you always thought that I was a member of the Hongmen? Unfortunately, you are wrong! I joined the undead clan decades ago, and they helped me sit on the position of the elder of the Hongmen, and I originally thought that after taking the Hongmen, I would be used by the undead clan, but I didn't expect to kill you halfway, otherwise I would have been the master of the Hongmen Gate, where are you such a chief helmsman who jumped out halfway?!"

Miao Jinhui said with a frenzied smile, his voice piercing.

"You're an undead?!"

Listening to Miao Jinhui's words, Wei Xiaobao couldn't help but be a little surprised, he really didn't expect this.

"Do you think that the undead really only have four elders? Who said there can only be four?"

Miao Jinhui looked at Wei Xiaobao with a sneer and said gloatingly.

"You're the fifth?!"

Wei Xiaobao narrowed his eyes and asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, an accident?"

Miao Jinhui said proudly.

"I don't know what you're happy about? Whoever you are, you're dead, do you really think your master will come to save you? Turn your back on the master, turn your back on me, it's no different from the enemy, you should know the fate of being my enemy!"

Wei Xiaobao snorted coldly and said disdainfully.

Listening to Wei Xiaobao's words, Miao Jinhui's smile froze on his face, and a trace of despair flashed in his eyes.

"Even if you kill me, you won't live long! Lord Shenzuo will definitely kill you! You will never be his opponent! If he was disturbed by his practice last time when you attacked the undead lair, you would have died a long time ago!"

Miao Jinhui glared at Wei Xiaobao fiercely and said, trying to make himself die more heroically,

However, his words also solved Wei Xiaobao's previous doubts, it turned out that the undead god seat was injured last time, no wonder he would flee in the wilderness and dare not fight.

"I said, it's not time to kill you, you have to tell the whereabouts of the undead god seat before you die, even if you don't open your mouth, I have a way to make you say it. Knives..."

Wei Xiaobao said coldly, and finally shouted a knife.

The knife understood, took out the knife that had pierced into the wall, and slowly walked towards Miao Jinhui.

His methods of extorting confessions are not something that ordinary people can learn, let alone bear it.

The knife fell in his hand, and the screams continued.

It didn't take long for Miao Jinhui to tell everything he knew.