"I ...... I don't know!" Hua Man was a little panicked, she and Hua Yu's father met on a family blind date, both of them were each other's first love, except for her father, she had never talked about other objects.

Zhang Pan seemed to understand very well, and quietly reminded: "Think back, when you were young, did you make any mistakes?"

Hua Man was even more confused, even if he made a mistake, he should always remember such a big thing as giving birth to a son, how could he not have any impression at all.

Thinking about it like this, she figured out that her thinking was led astray by the snake god.

She affirmed in her tone: "Yu'er is my only child, nothing else!"

"Whew~" Huayu patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Ge also breathed a sigh of relief, he also felt that this was unlikely. Judging from his appearance, he doesn't look very similar to Huayu.

"That's weird......" Zhang Pan muttered, lost in thought.

Excluding the bloodline factor, there is only one last possibility - Wang Ge has a special physique that can withstand the Heavenly Spirit Flower Poison!

It's a big discovery, and it's enough to change the landscape of the world of abilities!

The secret of the physique can be cracked through various scientific means, and the same physique can be copied!

If you can study and understand what the specific principle is. What does that mean, you know?

This means that everyone has the opportunity to have the terrifying spiritual power growth rate of the Hua family, and all the abilities will usher in an era of rapid growth of spiritual power, and the pattern of the ability world will undergo earth-shaking changes!

The Gospel of the King Song is the gospel of the Wonders of the world!

"You, why are you looking at me like this, it's weird and scary!" Wang Ge was stared at by the snake god, and his whole body was unnatural, and he had goosebumps all his life.

Zhang Pan's eyes were shining, and he whispered to himself: "Gospel...... Gospel ......"

"Gospel of your sister!" Wang Ge scolded. He suddenly found that everyone was unconsciously diverted from the topic by this cunning snake god, obviously asking about his sister's whereabouts and how it became to solve the mystery of his own life experience.

The topic was so far off the road that he decided to get back to the point.

"Tell me, where did you hide my sister?"

"Hehe, tell you now, am I still alive?" Zhang Pan's face was calm, as if he was not afraid of heaven and earth. Just wait another ten minutes, and the dragon god should be there. Hehe, when the time comes, you will wait for death!

Do you think that only you, Wang Ge, can call people?! As early as when he caught Chen Wei, he sent his position to the dragon god. Based on the distance between the two sides, if there is no enemy on the Ryujin Road, it should be there within ten minutes at the latest.

I thought that I could talk about it for ten minutes by diverging the topic, but I didn't expect that Wang Ge's vigilance was quite strong, so he immediately corrected the topic.

I really don't know where your sister is.

Can we change the subject?

Seeing that the snake god was still silent, Wang Ge's expression suddenly became serious, raised four fingers, and solemnly swore to the sky: "As long as you tell me, I promise to release you immediately!"

Hu Xin was anxious, and hurriedly persuaded: "My lord, don't! Releasing him is equivalent to letting the tiger return to the mountain!"

"And I've just reported your results! The prize money has already been paid to the Tang family's public account!"

Wang Ge's eyes suddenly rolled round, and he pointed to the snake god and asked, "How much is he worth?"

Zhang Pan was also very curious about his price in the alliance, and pricked up his ears to listen.

"Fifty million!" Hu Xin's breathing was a little heavy. That's the highest prize ever released in the history of the league!

Wang Ge's heart also trembled, 50 million! Rich! This old thief is worth 50 million!

It's gone! It's gone!

"What?!It's only 50 million, are you mistaken!Is it a few? Lao Tzu is worth a mere 50 million?!"

"At least 500 million!" Zhang Pan felt that he had been humiliated like never before, 50 million was the price of a B-level powerhouse in the Twelve Gods!

Catch Lao Tzu and only give Wang Ge 50 million to the thief, isn't it too contemptuous of people!

"It's 50 million, that's right. Hu Xin affirmed.

Wang Ge patted the snake god's shoulder and comforted: "Old thief, fifty million is not a lot!"

"I'll give you 500 million, and you'll let me go now and send you money right away!"

"It's really not good, it's okay to give money first!" Afraid that Wang Ge would not agree, Zhang Pan took the initiative to make concessions.

"If you don't have money, we'll discuss it later, you tell me first, where is my sister!" Wang Ge found that this old thief's ability to divert the topic was really strong!

Almost, just a little bit again!

Zhang Pan flicked his head and put on a posture of not saying anything about killing.

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it, you can use torture!" the little demon said suddenly.

"Torture!"

Everyone exclaimed in unison, a word that had only been heard in TV dramas.

Hua Yu immediately became excited, pulled Wang Ge's arm, and said excitedly: "Brother, use torture!

Zhang Pan wanted to cry. He has seen the torture methods of the little demon, and the onlookers feel that life is worse than death!

In particular, the "Time Corridor" is simply a purgatory on earth! The tortured people all have hideous facial expressions, bulging eye bubbles, desperate eyes, and screams with a snarle in their mouths.

One of the toughest tough guys screamed for three days and three nights, and finally recruited!

Zhang Pan felt that his willpower was not as good as that tough guy. Being able to survive one day is already a breakthrough.

He was a little flustered and said: "Rat God, don't forget, we are all twelve gods! You tortured me, it is against the rules of the organization, I can go to the God Association to sue you!"

"You sue, you go now!" the little demon urged.

Zhang Pan glared angrily, and shouted: "Do you want to betray my twelve gods!"

"It's betrayal, how about it?" The little demon was not coerced by Zhang Pan, stretched out two fingers glowing with golden light, pointed at Zhang Pan's head, and smiled: "When the time comes, I only need to delete this part of your memory, don't you remember anything?"

"Am I smart?"

"You are despicable! you are shameless!" Zhang Pan finally couldn't help it and scolded.

"If you're afraid of death, hurry up! Where is Shen Yuan!"

Zhang Panang raised his head and said provocatively: "If you have the ability, you can come in and see it yourself! Aren't your spy team very good at invading other people's memories?

The little demon is not fooled, Zhang Pan is also a god-level master, although his cultivation is temporarily damaged now, but his spiritual world is still intact.

At this time, it invaded his brain, and I am afraid that it was self-defeating, and there was no return.

Seeing that the little demon was hesitating, Zhang Pan squinted his eyes and asked, "Don't you dare?"

The little demon suddenly had a bright smile on his face, and said with a smile: "You're right, I really don't dare, let's use torture!"

"Which one do you start with......" she thought hard.

"Oh, come to mind! I remember last time you said you liked the 'Time Corridor', so let's try this first!"

"It's going to be fun!"

Time Corridor! Zhang Pan trembled uncontrollably. The Time Corridor is a demon's A-level skill, which can trap the opponent in his most painful memories and loop indefinitely.

For example, if the most painful and unforgettable memory of an ancient eunuch was castration, then after being cast by the demon in the Time Corridor, he would remain trapped in this memory and be castrated all the time.

Emasculated hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, tens of millions, hundreds of millions of times!

There is no end to the time in the Time Corridor! If you don't confess, you will always be castrated! The cut Tintin can stretch out from the Earth to the Milky Way.

This is a skill that even Zhang Pan finds extremely terrifying. If he still has god-level strength now, he won't be hit, and A-level skills won't have much effect on god-level powerhouses.

But now his realm has plummeted......

"Look at my eyes......" said the little demon's eyes suddenly turned into a brilliant golden color similar to the sun's rays, and the depths of his eyes seemed to hide another world.

Zhang Pan hurriedly closed his eyes and turned his head away from the little demon's eyes.

You can't look at it, you will be tricked when you look at it!

"Wang Ge, open his eyes for me!" the little demon commanded Wang Ge.

Wang Ge laughed, and approached the snake god: "Okay, old thief, you're welcome!"

"I'm here to help, too!"

Chen Wei clamped his hands on the snake god's head, twisted it hard, and forcibly straightened his head, so that the direction of his head was facing the eyes of the little demon, so that the little demon could perform his pupil technique.

At the same time, it was also convenient for Wang Ge to pick his eyelids.

Zhang Pan was naturally unwilling to be restrained, and his body struggled and writhed, like an old python. However, his body was tightly tied, and he couldn't move, so he could only be at the mercy of others.

At his age, he is still a god-level powerhouse, and it is really humiliating to be played with by two thieves like this!

Unable to control the sadness in his heart, he left a line of tears of humiliation.

"Old thief, don't cry! I'm old, I'm not ashamed!"

Wang Ge suddenly felt that the snake god was a little pitiful, he was also a god-level powerhouse, and he didn't give any dignity, which was indeed a bit excessive.

"Come, let's take a group photo, can you laugh at one, open your eyes~" Wang Ge stretched out his arm, put his mobile phone far away in front of himself and the snake god, started the selfie mode, and prepared to take a photo with the snake god.

"Soldiers can be killed, but they cannot be disgraced!" Zhang Pan roared hoarsely, and the voice echoed in the cave, spreading far away.

Ryujin, why haven't you come yet!

In the selfie shot, Wang Ge is smiling, while Zhang Pan is closing his eyes tightly, with old tears running horizontally, looking miserable and humiliated.

With a click, the photo was taken.

Wang Ge sent the photos to Lei Yun through a WeChat group called "Abnormal Ability Manufacturing Project Team", and told him to send the photos to Sun Jie if the case could not be negotiated in the afternoon.

Seeing this photo, he believed that Sun Jie must know what to do next.

"Little thief, you delete the photo to Lao Tzu!" Zhang Pan was so angry that he trembled, if this photo was circulated, there would be no place for this old face.

"Old thief, if you cooperate, I can consider deleting it, if you don't cooperate, I will immediately send it to the Stranger Forum!"

"You really have a way!" Zhang Pan gritted his teeth and said, life and death are not important to him, but reputation is very important, and it can't be left unguarded!

He obediently opened his eyes and looked directly into the golden eyes of the little demon.

At the moment when he came into contact with the little demon's eyes, the corners of his mouth twitched imperceptibly, as if he was sneering. His eyes instantly turned dark green, and he activated his A-class ability, "Deep Hypnosis"!

This wave of sneak attacks came very suddenly, and when everyone thought he was miserable and powerless to resist, he suddenly came to such a hand, no one could have expected it.

Except for Wang Ge.

He had been on guard against the old fox, and he could see the change in the old fox's eyes vividly.

Old thing! How dare you play tricks! Reward you with a spiritual thorn!

Zhang Pan only felt a sudden pain in his brain, as if he had been pricked by a needle, and the hypnotic pupil technique was interrupted instantly.

It's you again!

"Time Corridor!"

Seizing the opportunity, the little demon successfully performed the soul torture pupil technique on Zhang Pan.