All the equipment in the prison is special, handcuffs, leg cuffs, isolation suits, including iron cells, all of them are idiosyncratic, even if the black man is a strong man in the early stage of the second star, he still can't break free.

Taking 10,000 steps back, even if he could really break free and escape from the prison smoothly, it would be impossible for him to escape from the ghost qi enchantment that surrounded the entire prison, let alone escape from the encirclement and suppression of the Yang Bureau powerhouse.

Of course, this kind of jailbreak is almost impossible to happen, after all, black people are now so locked that it is difficult to even move, let alone pose a threat to people or jailbreak.

"Is that you?"

After seeing us, the black man's face suddenly darkened, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

It is because of us that he loses his freedom in this dark environment, and lives in fear every day.

If it weren't for us, he would still be the deputy gate master of the hell gate under one person and above ten thousand, but all this has been shattered, and he is now just a prisoner without freedom!

"yes, come and interrogate you for some information, don't you want to make you atone for your crimes..."Concho said lightly.

"Don't fart, Lao Tzu knows that he must be a death, so if you have a kind, come and kill me, let me be a hundred." The black man cursed angrily.

"If you have the opportunity to atone for your sins, why do you just ask for death for the ghost master, aren't you human?" I persuaded with bitter words.

"You're the one who found us, aren't you?"

Hearing my words, the black man suddenly looked at me with red eyes, and the killing intent in his eyes was almost so strong that it was about to overflow his eyes.

Because I am the chief culprit who has caused him to fall into such a field, he would not have been arrested if I had not meddled in my business.

"See you again."

Looking at the black man with a distorted face, I smiled and said, "It seems that you are doing well in prison, you have food and drink every day, and you are quite energetic." ”

"Fuck you." The enraged black man scolded: "The thing I regret most is to send fat cats and bats to assassinate you, if I had known that they were so incompetent, I should have killed you with my own hands!" ”

The master of the Hell Gate does not show up all the year round, and the night owl does not care much about the affairs of the Hell Gate, so the affairs of the Hell Gate are basically taken care of by the black man alone.

A few months ago, the plan for the attack and killing of a few of us was formulated by the black man, and that time it should have been a must-kill situation in his opinion, but he didn't expect that the result was not only to complete the task, but also to fold the bat.

"Someone you sent?"

Hearing this, my face sank, and I immediately sneered: "It's a pity that your two subordinates are not doing well, now one has returned to Jiuquan, and the other is in prison like you." ”

"I'll tell you, don't be complacent, you kid, the hell gate is not just us, the master of the gate will definitely avenge us, you just wait for death!" The black man said with murderous intent.

"Are you threatening me?"

Hearing this, I immediately laughed, took the initiative to take a few steps forward, raised a finger with a smile on the corner of my mouth, and said, "Just like you, in the war zone, I slaughtered ten with my own hands." ”

I'm just bragging, the night owl is still alive, and the ghost slaves of Jasmine Vulture were killed by Qianyue, and even Qianyue didn't die in my hands.

Of course, whether I killed them or not, the black man didn't know, what he knew was that the grass cutting operation had indeed failed, and all the two-star ghost slaves were wiped out.

And it was the young man in front of him who caused the annihilation of their entire army.

Thinking of this, the black man actually had a trace of comfort in his heart, at least he was not the worst ghost slave.

However, the black man still said with murderous intent: "Wait, sooner or later, one day the people around you, your family and friends, will have to be buried for what you have done!" ”

"Don't talk to this stubborn guy in vain, just do it when you need to." Xiao Luoluo said coldly.

"Okay, then you two hold him up, don't let him move."

As he spoke, Concho began to take out two white cylindrical potions from the backpack he was carrying, which were obviously confessional agents.

Seeing Xiao Luoluo and I holding him down from left to right, and at the same time Concho took out two potions, the black man suddenly became frightened and shouted, "What is this, what are you going to do?" Let go of me!! ”

As he spoke, the black man began to struggle violently.

However, he couldn't release the ghost qi on his body, so naturally he couldn't break free from the restraints of the two of us, so his struggle was completely powerless.

"Haven't you heard of the confession?"

Concho grinned, and then a shiny needle tip stabbed the black man hard.

"Whew!"

The black man's screams immediately resounded throughout the cell, but because the cell was completely soundproofed, his voice did not reach the outside of the cell, otherwise it would have attracted the attention of the prison guards.

After seven or eight confessions on his face, the black man stopped struggling, and seeing this, Concho breathed a sigh of relief and said with emotion: "The resistance of the two-star powerhouse is strong, if I didn't stay a few more, it might not really work for him." ”

At this time, the black man's eyes had begun to white, and the whole person began to twitch continuously, and his mouth began to foam at the mouth.

Seeing this scene, I thought to myself, no wonder this confession agent is not visible, and it is indeed a bit anti-human when used on people.

But then again, this black man is a heinous man, and he has killed countless people, so there is no psychological pressure to use it on him.

"Is this going to work, I see he's foaming at the mouth and about to lose consciousness." I couldn't help but ask.

"It's okay, the two-star powerhouse is not so fragile, the body is unconscious, but the spirit is still there." Kang Qiao smiled, then looked at the black man foaming at the mouth, and asked, "Wang Yikang, can you hear me?" ”

Wang Yikang is the real name of a black man, and presumably Kang Qiao said Wang Yikang's real name in order to make the interrogation better.

“... Yes. After a long silence, Wang Yikang, that is, a black man, spoke slowly.

There's a play!

Seeing this scene, my face was overjoyed, according to this situation, we have succeeded more than halfway, and then as long as we guide him to reveal the identity of the master of the Hell Gate, we will win!

Seeing that the black man responded, Concho was also happy, and then asked, "Next, I want to ask you a question, and you must answer it truthfully." ”

Compared with the first response, Wang Yikang's reply this time was obviously much faster, and after a slight pause, he responded: "Okay..."

"Now I ask you, who is the master of the gates of hell?" Concho went straight to the point, his eyes burning.

As long as Wang Yikang answers this question, even if we are successful, we can go back to the errand, and I can go to the imperial bureau with peace of mind.

However, after Kang Qiao's question was asked, Wang Yikang did not answer immediately like last time, but his face began to become painful, and his mouth also made a moaning sound.

"Who is the master of the Gates of Hell?" Seeing this, Concho did not give up, and then asked.

"It's... Yes..."

When answering this question, Wang Yikang seemed to be hindered by some kind of obstacle, a large amount of sweat began to ooze from his forehead, and the pain on his face became more and more intense.

Just when we doubted that Wang Yikang could not say this answer, Wang Yikang finally said a person's name at a slow pace.

"Chen... Great! ”