Zhang Xiao in the interrogation room was full of black lines, his whole body was uncomfortable, and the dazzling bright light illuminated his eyes, these policemen wouldn't have forgotten him!

After the interrogation, he should be taken back to the detention room, what kind of trouble are you going to make?

The back of the seat was so hard that even a needle could be heard around him, and the dazzling bright lights were simply tormenting his fragile nerves!

Yes, Zhang Xiaoman was not wrong, Hang Qiuying did forget him, there was no way, what Zhang Xiaoman said was really like a bomb, exploding in her brain, and until she left, she was not awake yet, and she was in a state of shock to the extreme. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

So Zhang Xiaoman was bitter, the interrogation room was originally used for interrogation, and everything was designed to put more pressure on the prisoner, so that the prisoner could not resist his inner confession, which was not a comfortable place.

Zhang Xiaoman wanted to use his ability to get up and turn off the light, but who knows where the light switch was?

In this way, it was extremely tormenting, and more than two hours later, there was a Grand Cherokee with a military license plate in front of the Public Security Bureau.

Hang Qiuying, director of the Yunhai City Public Security Bureau and captain of the criminal police team, was waiting at the door of the Public Security Bureau early in the morning.

The driver's door of the Grand Cherokee was opened, and down was a guy who was less than 1.6 meters tall and seemed to be a bit like a horse monkey.

"Mr. Ma, you're here." The director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau seemed to have a smile on his face, and the director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau was also an executive, and he was a little trembling in front of this monkey-like guy.

"Well, take me to the person you said." Mr. Ma didn't raise his eyelids, mumbled, and said simply, without taking the director of the Public Security Bureau in front of him in his eyes at all.

Mr. Ma is a member of a mysterious organization under the National Security Agency, and has unimaginable power that ordinary people can't imagine, and he looks down on these local officials.

"Yes, let Captain Hang take you in." The director of the Public Security Bureau nodded and glanced at Hang Qiuying beside him.

Hang Qiu Ying slammed her head skull, her beautiful eyes showed a trace of remorse, she said, why do you always feel that something has been forgotten, it turns out that she forgot about that kid, and now she is still locked up in the interrogation room.

"Follow me." Hang Qiuying said to Mr. Ma, but she didn't cower like the director, and walked in the direction of the interrogation room with Mr. Ma.

The footsteps of "Knock Knock Knock ....." brought Zhang Xiaoman, who was in the interrogation room, back to reality, Nima, these two hours were really tormented to the extreme, and Zhang Xiaoman felt that he was about to go crazy.

In a completely sealed state, there was no one around, locked tightly, there was nothing, it was really an ordeal, and more importantly, the extremely hard back of the chair, coupled with the dazzling bright lights, made it a luxury for him to even sleep.

Scientific experiments have shown that spending 48 hours in an empty room will have a strong shake on his spirit, and Zhang Xiaoman has already passed this 1/12, not to mention two more stimuli.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, Zhang Xiaoman felt a sense of relief, and the whole person felt that his mental state was much better, he should have to let himself out, at least leave the interrogation room!

"Squeak!" The interrogation room was made of iron, and the door was pulled open, and Zhang Xiaoman wanted to look back to see who the person was, but unfortunately Zhang Xiaoman couldn't do it, he was locked in a chair, and the range of human body movement was very small, and the back of the chair was too large and too wide, completely blocking Zhang Xiaoman's vision when he turned his head.

But it didn't matter, the two people who pushed the door in soon appeared in front of Zhang Xiaoman, Mr. Monkey Horse and the beautiful police officer Hang Qiuying.

The moment he saw Mr. Ma, Zhang Xiaoman's pupils shrank like a needle, his face was instantly solemn, and he stared intently at Mr. Ma in front of him.

Although Mr. Ma's body is thin, but his eyes are fierce to the extreme, as soon as Zhang Xiaoman saw this person, he knew that this person was carrying a lot of human lives, which was also one of his yin and yang eye abilities, although he was in a physical state, but Zhang Xiaoman felt that his yin and yang eyes were stronger, and he could see that Mr. Ma's body exuded red blood from time to time.

One thread, two threads, three threads..... Zhang Xiaoman's gaze quickly swooped down, and soon there was a specific number.

As for why Zhang Xiaoman wanted to count these blood streaks, it was very simple, he had seen it in books, and each of these blood qi symbolized the ability to kill a person, which would only be opened after the Yin and Yang Eyes advanced.

“253！” Zhang Xiaoman subconsciously reported the numbers.

This figure was reported quite abruptly, and Mr. Ma and Hang Qiuying did not react consistently.

"Zhang Xiaoman, what did you say?" Hang Qiu Ying Qianyu scratched her head with her hands, a little inward-looking, this can't be that she has been in the interrogation room for too long, she is crazy, right?

"He's talking about the number of people I killed!" Mr. Ma squinted his eyes tightly, a terrifying light shone from the gap between his eyes, and stared at Zhang Xiaoman in front of him tightly.

"Is this one of your abilities?" Hang Qiu Ying was a little surprised, didn't she only have the ability of a spirit body? How can there be such an ability?

She was not shocked by the number of people killed, as a mysterious organization on special duty, it was a weapon of the country, it was okay if there was no mission, a mission must be a dangerous mission involving human life.

Zhang Xiaoman didn't speak, his eyes were staring at Mr. Ma in front of him, this Mr. Ma had killed countless people, giving him a strong sense of threat.

"Girl, let him go." Mr. Ma looked up and down at Zhang Xiaoman, who was tied to the seat, and showed a smile of interest on his rather ugly face, turned his head to Hang Qiuying and said.

Hang Qiuying immediately took out the key in her pocket and opened Zhang Xiaoman's handcuffs.

Mr. Ma is fully responsible for this incident, and his words are the above meaning, since the public security bureau has no experience and qualifications to deal with this matter, it is better to completely listen to the words of the relevant personnel.

Untying the handcuffs, Zhang Xiaoman felt a lot more relaxed all over his body, stood up, there was a clicking sound in the place of the vertebrae, and he breathed a long sigh of relief, the back of this chair is really hard and terrible, it is simply torturous!

"Boy, I'm solely responsible for your case, now I'll give you a chance, as long as you can beat me, you can go home!" Mr. Ma squinted his eyes, moved his hands and joints around his body, and made a clicking sound.

Zhang Xiaoman's gaze was very condensed, judging from Hang Qiuying's attitude, this person should have been sent by the special department, and it was no wonder that he was carrying so many lives.

Zhang Xiaoman has never had the habit of taking the lead, unless it is a situation where there are many people on the other side, one-on-one like now, and when the opponent's strength is not clear, the first strike is likely to be countered.

"Humph!" Seeing that Zhang Xiaoman in front of him did not move at all, Mr. Ma snorted coldly, naturally knowing what Zhang Xiaoman thought, and took the lead in making a move.

Mr. Ma turned sideways and took the lead in slashing at Zhang Xiaoman with one palm, the speed was extremely fast, and the sound of breaking the air could be faintly heard.

Zhang Xiaoman was startled, his intuition made him feel a creep, and he immediately flashed to the side in a hurry.

As soon as the connoisseur stretched out his hand, he knew if there was any, this Mr. Ma's attack speed was much faster than his, and his shot was crisp and sharp to the extreme, and when he heard the palm wind that broke the air, he knew that the power of this palm was not small.

"Smack!" This palm was flashed by Zhang Xiaoman, but it slammed into the table, and the entire iron table instantly split into two.

"Damn, is this still human!" Zhang Xiaoman's eyes widened, this is too terrible! Even a knife can't split this iron table in two, let alone a palm knife, is this really a meat palm?