[Chapter 202]: Coerced confession
The Holy Thief Gate and the Thief Door can be said to be in the same vein, and the delineation of the Thief Door is a natural understanding of the Holy Thief Gate. The person who has always stolen the door is a loner, and he will never cooperate with anyone, and when he saw Sun Qian, who suddenly appeared, he couldn't understand why Hanxiao would join forces with others. This move was not done by the Holy Thief Gate at all!
But looking at Sun Qian's powerful blow, Sketch knew that he couldn't resist it at all, and the way ahead of him, who wanted to escape in a hurry, had been blocked by a smile. There was no way, but he could only take Sun Qian's palm with all his might.
With all his strength, he took the outline of Sun Qian's palm and felt the blood surge, and his body fell directly from mid-air, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood when he fell to the ground, looking at the two people approaching him, a touch of helplessness appeared on his face, under the two masters, he had no possibility of escaping at all. What's more, the blood veins that were beaten by Sun Qian's palm surged, and the light skills couldn't be performed at all, and the resentment in Sketch was great, looking at it with a smile, and said indignantly: "When did your Holy Thief Sect also join forces with outsiders?" ”
"You don't have to worry about that." Said with a smile and a slight disdain.
Sun Qian took a step forward, sketched the uniform, looked at it and said with a smile: "What should I do?" ”
"What else can I do, find a place to torture and extract confessions. See if he says it or not. He said softly with a smile.
Sun Qian grabbed the sketch that was subdued by himself, he was originally emaciated, and his body was not light, Sun Qian didn't use any strength to lift the other party up, and threw it directly on the back seat.
The two of them got into the car and walked towards the building just now, Sun Qian didn't know why Hanxiao was so fond of that building, and he didn't say much, after all, it was better to find a place where there was no one to force a confession.
The sketch who was left in the back seat by the uniform wanted to escape, but his body didn't know what was wrong, and he couldn't move a single bit. Thinking of the things that a smile might force him to ask, he sketched a worry on his face. I couldn't help but weigh who was more terrible in the end, the person behind me or Hanxiao.
The car slowly drove to the building, Sun Qian carried the very light weight of the sketch and walked upstairs, walked to the rooftop and left the sketch directly below.
With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he walked up to the sketch and said, "I think you also know what I'm going to ask you, if you don't want to die, say it." ”
"Isn't there a rule in your Holy Thief Gate that you can't kill people? Do you dare to disobey? Sketch said with a disdainful face. The iron-hearted plan can't explain the people behind it.
"Naturally, I dare not disobey. However, I can't kill anyone, but Sun Potential. "The reason why I pulled Sun Qian to arrest Sketch together, with a smile is this intention, Sketch knows the rules of the Holy Thief Gate very well, and naturally knows that he doesn't dare to kill him, so calling Sun Qian is to let Sketch say who the main messenger behind the scenes is!
"You ......" Sketch looked at the smile with a surprised face, and couldn't say anything angrily.
It is said that gentlemen are gentle and elegant, but that's just that you haven't seen them being forced to be in a hurry!
"If you don't want to suffer from flesh and skin, just say it!" Sun Qian walked to the side of the sketch and kindly reminded. Although Sun Qian is not afraid of killing, he is not a person who is addicted to killing, after all, the mastermind of this matter is not a sketch.
"Don't say it. I can't live if I say that. Sketching a look of death as if he was at home.
"That's just torture." Sun Qian shook his head helplessly, and an extra silver needle appeared in his hand, shaking it in front of the outline.