"Where did you get the pistol?" Zhang Jiayong was startled, looking at the appearance of the pistol, it didn't look like a toy gun, it was either an imitation [real] gun or a real gun, but Zhang Jiayong felt that Zhang Xian should not be bored enough to buy an imitation [real] gun to play with, and he shouldn't understand what a gun is.

Zhang Jiayong's keen intuition told him that something must have happened here in Zhang Xian!

"Pistol? is the name of this thing, but the head is not sharp, and there is no sharp spear, why is it called a pistol?" Zhang Xian fiddled with the pistol in his hand suspiciously, this thing did not match the characteristics of a gun at all.

Zhang Jiayong was speechless, and he didn't know how to explain it, this gun was not the other gun! But the key issue now was to figure out where the pistol in Zhang Xian's hand came from!

So, Zhang Jiayong hurriedly asked, "Where did you get this thing from?"

"When I was sleeping last night, someone suddenly broke in, and then pointed at me with this black bump and told me not to move, I wondered, is such a black bump a hidden weapon?" Zhang Xian was still fiddling with the pistol in his hand.

"I said big brother, you talk about the point! What happened later?" Zhang Jiayong snatched the pistol from Zhang Xian's hand, he was afraid that the pistol would go off and hurt Zhang Xian or himself, and then urged to ask.

"Then I pulled out a flower from the vase next to me and shot the man in the arm as a hidden weapon, and then the black bump in his hand, which you call a pistol, fell to the ground, and then I caught him. Zhang Xian said very casually.

Zhang Jiayong gasped, should I say that this Zhang Xian is good, or is he a stunned young man, and he dared to fight back when he was pointed at a pistol, but he is not a modern person, he doesn't understand the power of the pistol, and fortunately there are no bad consequences.

However, what Zhang Jiayong was curious about was that Zhang Xian could actually use a fake flower as a secret weapon! Zhang Jiayong had just seen that what was in the vase was that kind of plastic fake flower, and the flower pole was also made of plastic.

"Do you need any special methods for using flowers as hidden weapons?" Zhang Jiayong asked with a casual look, in fact, he was very keen on hidden weapons when he was a child, and he felt that it was very mysterious and magical, not only small and easy to carry, but also secretive.

"You say this, it's not difficult, as long as you run the exercises to concentrate the power on the wrist, and then explode in an instant, the power of the wrist is transmitted to the finger holding the hidden weapon, but pay attention, at the moment when the transmission is completed, you must make your wrist straight, not bent, otherwise it is easy to make the hidden weapon deviate from the throw and kneel, so as to fail to hit the target. Zhang Xian said.

When Zhang Jiayong heard it, it seemed quite difficult, but he believed that as long as he practiced diligently, he would definitely be able to master it.

"However, after reaching a certain level, there is no need to deliberately keep the wrist straight, and the flexible rotation of the wrist can help adjust the throwing direction of the hidden weapon. Zhang Xian continued.

"Okay, okay, I kind of know. I want to know what about that person? The person who broke in last night won't be killed by you, right?" Zhang Jiayong asked instead, he believed that Zhang Xian had done this kind of thing, after all, he was a general in ancient times, and he had killed an unknown number of people on the battlefield.

"How is it possible, after we capture the captives, we will force them to ask for their purpose, and we will not kill them easily, and we will generally keep them alive, unless they themselves choose to commit suicide after being captured. Zhang Xian said.

"What about this person?" asked Zhang Jiayong.

"I'm locked up in a dungeon. Zhang Xian said.

"Huh, dungeon?" Zhang Jiayong looked confused, there is still a dungeon in this house?

"Follow me. Zhang Xian took Zhang Jiayong to the bathroom, and then lifted the bathtub up, although this old-fashioned bathtub is made of acrylic material, but it is actually the kind of cheap fake "acrylic", so it is very light, and Zhang Jiayong can move it before he practiced martial arts, not to mention Zhang Xian, who has a force index of 1,000 points.

"This is ......" Looking at the scene after the bathtub was removed, Zhang Jiayong was a little sluggish, only to see that there was a big hole there, which seemed to lead to the ground.

"This is the cellar I dug for temporary dungeon, and in the past we would dig a cellar in every house to store something, and sometimes to hide. Zhang Xian said.

"You dug a cellar in one night?" Zhang Jiayong felt that the world was a little crazy, and Zhang Xian's action made him feel a little surprised.

Zhang Xian nodded, as if in his opinion it was just a trivial matter, and then Zhang Xian himself went down to the cellar first, followed by Zhang Jiayong.

Although it only took one night, the cellar was well repaired, there were steps to go down, and the wood was paved with new timber, which looked like it had been freshly felled.

The area of the cellar is quite large, the whole must be more than twenty square meters, there are four stout beams and columns on top of the four directions, and on one of the beams, a person is tied.

"I wonder if you're human. Zhang Jiayong took a deep breath, he built a cellar in one night, and these beams and pillars must have just been cut down, I really don't know how Zhang Xian did it, and the transportation of those excess civil wastes, he was not even noticed!

Zhang Xian spread his hands, then pointed to the person tied to the beam, and said, "It's him, there is nothing on his body that can prove his identity, except for clothes, only this pistol." ”

"Don't even have a mobile phone?" Zhang Jiayong asked.

"Is it the little box that makes sounds? No, just clothes and a pistol. Zhang Xian said.

Zhang Jiayong stepped forward, this person was a young man of about twenty-five years old, his appearance was very ordinary, and there was a bloody wound on his left forearm, which should have been injured by Zhang Xian with a fake flower as a hidden weapon.

"Is this left-handed?" asked Zhang Jiayong.

"Yes, he is holding this pistol in his left hand. Zhang Xian nodded.

The young man in front of him was obviously in a coma at the moment, and Zhang Jiayong wondered if he should wake him up, and then interrogate him properly.

"Wake him up, and let's interrogate him together. Zhang Jiayong said.

"I asked just now, but my mouth was very tight, and I knocked me out. No matter how much interrogation is asked, it can be directly forced. Zhang Xian said.

Zhang Jiayong rolled his eyes, is there any difference between interrogation and forced interrogation? Anyway, as long as you ask the information you want, will it not be long enough?

Then, Zhang Xian patted the young man's body a few times, and the young man gradually woke up, and saw that Zhang Jiayong was crying out in his heart, it seemed that he had to learn some technical things with Zhang Xian.

Wu Deli is a newcomer in the organization, yesterday the bureau sent a task to him, let him come to Wuzhen to investigate the situation of a person, he felt that his opportunity to show his skills had come, and when he saw that the target was only a junior high school student, he was suddenly happy, isn't this rushing to give credit to himself?

So that night, without saying a word, he sneaked into the target's residence, but unfortunately was discovered by the target, so he took out his pistol to warn. Unexpectedly, the target person actually pulled a flower out of the vase, and what surprised him even more was that his arm was pierced by the flower stem of the flower!

Next, he was captured by the target and locked up in this basement. Wu Deli was a little puzzled, there was a basement in such a dilapidated house, it seemed that the target person to be investigated was really not an ordinary person, thinking of the particularity of their organization, the young man in front of him who looked like a junior high school student might be......

After being captured, Wu Deli was interrogated by the target person, that is, Zhang Xian, but he who had received special training, he was naturally not afraid of Zhang Xian's interrogation methods, and then he was knocked unconscious.

When he woke up in a daze, he found that there was another young man in front of him, and he was immediately shocked, it seemed that he was careless, and the matter of organizing the investigation was definitely not easy.

"What's your name and who sent you?" Zhang Jiayong asked.

After Wu Deli glanced at Zhang Jiayong, he no longer paid attention to him, and directly ignored Zhang Jiayong's questioning. He was completely sure of his ability to resist torture, and the two young men in front of him didn't want to pry anything out of his mouth!

Zhang Jiayong frowned and said to Zhang Xian: "What method do you have, try it quickly." ”

Zhang Xian nodded, and after going up, he lightly tapped Wu Deli's body a few times.

Wu Deli sneered, he didn't think that Zhang Xian could do anything to him, but then, he felt a little stinging in his head, as if someone was pricking his head, and later, he felt that someone was drilling his head with an electric drill!

That's not all, he also felt that his body was extremely itchy, like rubbing a taro on a wound, it was painful and itchy.

"What have you done to me!" Wu Deli could not hold back any longer, and cried out in pain.

"Are you willing to speak?" Zhang Jiayong was surprised by Zhang Xian's methods, but he still said with a sneer at Wu Deli on his face.

"Kill me, I won't tell you anything!" shouted Hudley.

"Kill you? Isn't it too cheap for you? If you don't tell your purpose, then let you taste it every day! Don't worry, it's useless if you want to kill yourself, if you want to starve to death, I'll forcibly infuse you with nutrient solution, and if you want to bite your tongue and kill yourself, then I'll open your mouth so that you can't close it. As for suicide by hitting a pillar, it would be even more impossible, I would have wrapped you in a soft strip of cloth. Zhang Jiayong said with a smile.

Devil! Wu Deli came up with these two words in his heart, Zhang Jiayong in front of him was definitely a demon, and he actually closed the conditions for his suicide, so that he had no chance of committing suicide at all, are these two teenagers in front of him really just junior high school students?