The bald man lowered his head, his bald head exuded a strange light, and arched towards Zhuo Yun's upper body, performing the iron head skills that are more out of the way in martial arts.

On the other side, the scumbag man did not show weakness, and with the power of his body rotation, his right leg carried a whistling strong wind, and kicked towards Zhuo Yun's lower cross-leg.

Once the strong leg force is kicked, the average person will definitely break the bone immediately.

Feeling the fierce attack of the two, Zhuo Yun did not choose to dodge or attack.

At the moment of being threatened, he once again succeeded in controlling the natal energy in his body, and according to the operation mode that he named the turtle breath technique, the natal energy was activated, turning it into an invisible and powerful force.

"Bumper!"

The bald man's head and the scumbag's fierce whipping leg all hit Zhuo Yun at the same time.

It's just that before the two of them could show a triumphant smile, a strong countershock emerged from the part where Zhuo Yun was hit, causing the two of them to shake back several steps.

The scumbag man with a sore right foot had just stabilized his body, and his right foot had not yet recovered, but a figure had already rushed in front of him.

"Xingyi fist, collapse fist style!"

The instant burst of fist power bombarded the abdomen of the scumbag, and in an instant, the whole face of the scumbag man with a painful expression wrinkled together, and he flew out screaming with blood in his mouth.

"Don't!" The bald man who had just recovered from the pain and struggled to get up reluctantly looked at the scumbag flying in his sight with a scream.

The tragic bald man was knocked away again, and the two rolled to the side with each other, and those who didn't know thought that the two of them were doing it.

Dealing with the scumbag, Zhuo Yun didn't stop at all, and immediately performed a rotational intent, his body turned in a strange circle, and continued to rush straight towards the bald man.

"I'll fight with you!"

The bald man shouted violently, walked up quickly, lowered his head, and crashed into Zhuo Yun like a bull,

"Hmph, here is it again."

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Zhuo Yun's right arm drew a semicircle in mid-air, carrying the power of rotation, and his fist slashed at the bald man's head from top to bottom like an axe.

"Five Elements Fist Splitting Fist Style!"

The bald man who crashed into Zhuo Yun, under the split-fist attack, only felt a huge force pressing down, and he couldn't control his head on the concrete floor.

"Bump!!"

A dull impact sounded, and even if the bald man was practicing iron head skills, under the usual surname of the splitting fist-style power and his own impact power, this impact also knocked him dizzy and foaming, lying on the ground convulsing half-dead.

The other four prisoners who chose to watch the battle temporarily did not make a move, and they all showed a trace of awe in their expressions when they looked at Zhuo Yun, and the few people who originally had the idea of praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches also decisively nibbled their ideas in the bud.

Seeing that the other four people were shocked, Zhuo Yun secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

If the remaining four rushed up now, even if he could knock them out, he would definitely be injured himself.

Under the awe-inspiring gaze of the prisoners, he stepped to a relatively clean bed, and sat cross-legged to cultivate the turtle breath** to restore the consumed natal vitality.

Now his cultivation of Turtle Breath ** is not complete, and he can't store excess vitality at all, which also leads to the fact that every time he casts the Turtle Breath Technique, he must consume his natal vitality.

The consumption of natal vitality will bring him a great burden, which makes Zhuo Yun secretly decide to wait to solve the affairs of the Chen family, and he will go all out to study the turtle breath**, so that this exercise can be further improved, so that it will not need to consume natal vitality every time.

Outside the iron gate, the two guards listened attentively, with a look of surprise on their faces.

"It's strange, why is it over so quickly, it stands to reason that it should have been beaten for a while."

"In my opinion, it is estimated that the kid passed out, otherwise these prisoners would never have stopped so quickly, they are all crazy."

"Well, it's really a poor guy, it's not good to provoke anyone, you have to provoke Wang Lei."

The two sighed a little, secretly feeling sorry for Zhuo Yun, in their opinion, even if Zhuo Yun didn't die this time, he would definitely be seriously injured.

Ten minutes passed, and Wang Lei came to the iron gate again with a leisurely expression.

"Open the iron door and carry that kid out for me."

"Yes, Captain Wang!" The two guards answered, took out the key to open the closed iron door, and stepped into the sour cell cell.

The two of them, who had been mentally prepared, were stunned in place when they saw the situation in the cell clearly.

The imaginary scenes of bloody violence did not appear, on the contrary, the atmosphere in the cell was very harmonious, yes, very harmonious.

Zhuo Yun sat on the bed in the middle with an indifferent expression, and the other prisoners were shrunk on both sides, the degree of honesty made it hard to believe that these people could be extremely vicious murderers.

What frightened the two guards the most was the bald three lying on the floor, each of whom was either spitting blood or foaming at the mouth, all of them looking half-dead.

"Ahem, here's the situation."

"Ya, you ask me, I'll ask who is going."

The two guards were stunned for a while, and then they reacted and walked in front of Zhuo Yun and escorted him out.

It's just that compared to just now, the attitude of the two is obviously much better.

Wang Lei, who was hiding on the side and covering his nose, saw Zhuo Yun, who did not look injured in the slightest, and walked out with a swagger, his jaw almost fell to the ground in shock.

"These damn scumbags dare not listen to me, I must clean them up when I am free." Reacting, Wang Lei thought viciously, in his opinion, it must be the prisoners in the prison who deliberately opposed him, and did not attack Zhuo Yun.

It was precisely because of this erroneous thinking that this led to the beginning of his tragedy.

Looking at Wang Lei, who escorted Zhuo Yun away, and thinking of the miserable appearance of the bald three people in the cell, the corners of the two guard policemen had a gloating smile on their lips.

Soon Wang Lei escorted Zhuo Yun to the interrogation room, and a special police officer handcuffed Zhuo Yun's hands to the interrogation chair, and quickly retreated, closing the door of the interrogation room with excellent sound insulation.

Sitting on the chair, Wang Lei pointed the bright searchlight at Zhuo Yun and sneered: "Let's talk about how you killed nine bodyguards and shot Chen Quan's crimes one by one." ”

"I don't understand what you're saying, and I'm not interested in answering the Chen family's dog." Sitting leisurely in the interrogation chair, Zhuo Yun sneered disdainfully.

Wang Lei, who originally looked high, immediately became gloomy when he heard this, and a fierce smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Boy, since you don't know what's wrong, then don't blame me."

Saying that, the corners of Wang Lei's mouth flashed with a cruel smile, and he took out a toolbox placed next to him, opened the toolbox, and there were all kinds of tools in it, all of which were torture tools used to torture people.

"Before, you were lucky, those damn scumbags dared to disobey my orders, but when you get to the interrogation room, your good life will come to an end, and I will repair you from top to bottom, so that you can feel what life is better than death."

Glancing at the toolbox, Zhuo Yun's eyes emitted a cold light, if these torture instruments were to be rotated again, it was estimated that even those who were beaten with iron would succumb.

"Chen family, today's hatred, I, Zhuo Yun, will find you to settle it sooner or later." Thinking secretly in his heart, Zhuo Yun couldn't help but be a little worried about Chu Mei'er's comfort, since the Chen family could send someone to deal with him, he could also attack Chu Mei'er.

"I hope Sister Mei will be fine, otherwise she will ......." Thinking of this, a touch of murderous intent flashed in Zhuo Yun's eyes.

Wang Lei, who had no idea what Zhuo Yun was thinking, thought that he was stupid by his torture equipment, and couldn't help but show a smug smile on his face, ready to add another fire to make Zhuo Yun's will collapse, so that he could end the case as soon as possible and give the Chen family a satisfactory answer.

Thinking of the white money that the Chen family promised to give him after success, Wang Lei became excited.