Chapter 184: Genius for Mischief
Zhang Fan looked at Mo Ying's face and said, "Your life is now in my hands, and what you have to do now is to exchange valuable information for your life." Your information just now is not what I wanted, and if you don't tell me what I want, it's the same as if you don't say it, understand?"
Mo Ying's lips twitched, and she didn't know whether it was cold or scared, her body was indescribably cold, and she kept shivering.
"Now, I'll help you get your broken bones back, and then we'll continue the interrogation. Zhang Fan said with a smile.
After speaking, ignoring Mo Ying's eyes that looked a little frightened because of distrust, Zhang Fan squatted down and held the broken calf bone of Mo Ying with both hands, and then pulled it violently.
Before pulling it, Zhang Fan smiled and said, "Don't worry, it doesn't hurt, it only takes a second." β
Click!
As soon as the words fell, the corners of Mo Ying's mouth twitched, his teeth shook tightly, and the green tendons on his bitten forehead burst out.
Can it not hurt? It hurts enough to break a bone, but it hurts even more to break a bone!
If there was a knife in front of her at this time, she would not hesitate to pick it up and kill herself!
"Take it back, you see if you can move, if not, let's continue, until we can move." Zhang Fan said.
Mo Ying didn't snort at all, as a way to show his stubbornness.
But stubborn people have never ended well, and soon, her retribution came.
"Now that we're all right, let's get down to business. Zhang Fan stood up and clapped his palms, patted the dust off his hands, and said, "Say your words again, I didn't hear them clearly." β
Mo Ying repeated it again, saying that she didn't know anything, she just took the money to do things, it was as simple as that, the killer didn't need to know the identity information of the employer, just take the money to do things.
"Smack!"
Mo Ying had an extra slap mark on his face, which Zhang Fan hit.
"You're lying to me. A sharp edge flashed in Zhang Fan's eyes, and he squinted and said.
"I didn't, I'm still lying to you at this time, am I looking for death?" Mo Ying was in a hurry, because she saw the corners of Zhang Fan's mouth provoke a very dangerous arc.
"You're lying to me. Zhang Fan interrupted her impatiently, and suddenly said with a cruel smile: "I have a habit of being a person, whoever dares to lie to me, I will break one of his legsββ"
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Without waiting for Mo Ying to stop it, Zhang Fan picked up the steel bar and smashed it down.
Bang!
The steel bar was heavily slammed, and this time Zhang Fan used all his strength.
Click!
An extremely crisp voice sounded, and under this pain, Mo Ying didn't even scream, but her face was very hideous, and she didn't know if it was rain or sweat, and it slipped down her face in large pieces.
This time, her leg was really broken, and she wanted to twitch and tremble, but found that she couldn't use it, and in the end, her leg actually trembled on its own, like a frog that has been put into a pot and skinned but not yet cooked.
What's more, this is the third time she has tasted this taste tonight, the calf bone is broken, she was picked up by Zhang Fan, and now it is broken again, and the pain over and over again, even if you are determined, you can't stand it.
"Does it hurt?" Zhang Fan slowly squatted down, looked at Mo Ying and asked lightly: "If you do something wrong, you will be punished, and you are the same, from your facial expression, I can feel that you are lying to me." Your eyes don't look at my eyes, which proves that you have a weak heart, your nose is arched, as long as your nose hair is not too long, it won't itch, why are you arching your nose? And your mouth, whether your mouth snorts before you speak, that's if you think about the order of sentences, whether it goes smoothly or not. β
"You know who is behind the capture of my daughter, right?" Zhang Fan's smile brightened every minute, but his voice became cold and cold: "Tell me all, if you lie to me next time, it won't be your leg that will be broken." β
Zhang Fan threw away the stick, gently grabbed Mo Ying's white-skinned hand, and rubbed it carefully, as if touching a precious work of art.
With a bright smile on his face, he looked at Mo Ying's hand and said, "What a beautiful hand, you say, such a beautiful hand, if a few are broken, maybe all of them will be broken, what will happen?"
Being grabbed by Zhang Fan's hand, Mo Ying instinctively trembled, although Zhang Fan was laughing, but in his smile, he was full of monstrous anger - he would really make a move and break his ten fingers!
"I saidβI saidβ" Ink Eagle's face turned ashen, and she chose to compromise in the face of the impending cruelty.
"Wouldn't it be nice to tell me the truth earlier? It can also save you the pain of flesh and skin, isn't it?" Zhang Fan let go of Mo Ying's hand and said: "Originally, I just wanted to break your leg, but then I thought about it too inhumanely, after all, I don't hit people in the face, and I can't break people's legs, I have already broken one of your legs, and I can't break another one, otherwise how can you walk? Ten fingers to the heart, have you tried this kind of pain?"
Mo Ying's body trembled reflexively, and the grievances in her heart poured out like a flood, she had always tormented others, but today she was tortured by a man like this.
Zhang Fan glanced at Mo Ying with satisfaction, the one who knows the times is Junjie, knows the form contrast, is a smart person, very lucky, Mo Ying temporarily kept her ten fingers.
"Miss Killer, can you tell me all about it now?" Zhang Fan asked.
"My name is Mo Ying, and the person who acts with me is a master, we all call him Master Bao, it was Jin Qian who took away your daughter. Mo Ying tried to keep his voice calm, but his lips twitched, he gasped, his teeth chattered.
"Ten million gold?!"
Suddenly, Zhang Fan's face became gloomy as water, and he asked, "Where is he now?"
Ink Eagle was silent.
"Click!"
Zhang Fan grabbed one of Mo Ying's fingers, and then snapped it, breaking off one of her little fingers.
"Now, I won't ask you again, tell you what you know, or I'll be playing mischief on you. β
When he spoke, Zhang Fan had already broken one of Mo Ying's fingers, his movements were fast and ruthless, and Mo Ying had no defense.
Ten fingers connected to the heart, one was broken, and the other nine were all cold lips and teeth, but she actually endured this sharp pain all her life, which made Zhang Fan extremely surprised.
Because of the pain, Mo Ying's entire body curled up together, and kept rolling on the ground, quickly staining her clothes, not only that, but her face was also full of mud, extremely embarrassed.
"I don't hear anything useful in ten seconds, so I'll cut off one more of your fingers until you're gone. Zhang Fan's gloomy face suddenly relaxed, and a smile appeared on his face again, but in Mo Ying's eyes, it was undoubtedly a demonic smile.
He gently stroked Mo Ying's remaining nine fingers, suddenly slid down slowly, and finally froze on her next finger, and said in a gentle voice, "You're going to tell me, right? β
Lying on the ground, his body was cold, and Mo Ying's face was seriously distorted at the moment.
For some reason, she wanted to cry.