A basin of ice water was splashed on Cole's face.

A bitter chill stabbed his face, and Cole woke up with a thrill.

Yan Tao put one hand in his pocket in a chic manner, "I feel a little whiter, I'm very proud, right?" ”

Cole woke up and subconsciously looked left and right.

The cold evil intent was gone.

Cole looked back with trembling hands.

It's empty, it's just a wall.

His heart skipped a beat, his left palm was covered with sweat, his hair was so embarrassed that it stuck to his face, and the water slid down with beads of sweat.

When the wind blows, it is cool to the bone.

Could it be...... Dream?

No, it's not!

The touch on the shoulder seemed to be stuck in the last second, a clammy and icy feeling......

Cole's heart was full of panic, and when Yan Tao asked, he only trembled his lips and didn't even say a word.

Not.

Xiao Qi: Master, this guy's courage is unexpected~

Yan Tao raised his eyebrows, and he raised his foot - kicked.

One foot, straight to the door.

Bang on the ground, the iron interrogation chair on the ground actually kicked him down alive.

Hiss –

Cole's back fell to the back of his chair, and the pain came over him, and even his bones seemed to ache.

Facial distortion of the face that hurts.

The face of the police officer on the side changed slightly, and he hurriedly stepped forward, "Your Royal Highness, you can't torture prisoners!" It is against the rules to do so. ”

"Hmm~"

Young Master Yan looked at him sideways, hooked his lips and smiled, his smile was full of surprise, and it was very cool, "Am I from country M?" ”

The officer shook his head stiffly, "No, it's not. ”

"Am I from your FBI?"

"It's not."

Yan Tao smiled: "Very good, it seems that your mind is still clear." ”

Before he could finish speaking, the young man's legs wrapped in his trousers lifted again, kicking the entire interrogation chair to the back wall.

The crowd of melon-eating people watching outside the interrogation room were simply stunned: Damn, that's a chair made of pure iron.

At least a hundred pounds, right?

With Cole's weight, three hundred pounds are gone.

And this young man, just so casually and easily, kicked out with a chair?

Hiss –

It's scary to think about.

This kind of strength is terrible, isn't it?

Qin Zong raised his lower lip slightly, and his tall and handsome figure stood as tall as a pine, looking at the young man in the interrogation room.

"It hurts~"

"Ah, it hurts~"

Although Cole entered the police station, he was treated well.

Not hungry, not thirsty.

No one dared to hit him so blatantly.

He could clearly feel that his ribs were broken.

At least two.

The pain in his back was scorching, as if it was about to burn.

The face that was still arrogant and domineering just now was pale at the moment, and he was sweating in pain, and he didn't dare to move.

Young Master Yan walked casually, and there was a light smile on his lips, which did not seem to be the first trial of a prisoner in this tense and dark interrogation room.

It is like walking in the woods covered with morning mist, leisurely and chic like a god.

The young man's slender body half-squatted down, and she smiled slightly, "You haven't answered my words yet." ”

The tone was soft, with a leisurely smile, but it made Cole's lips tremble.

"I, I was wrong, please raise your hand and spare me!!"

"Please!"

"I was really wrong, please let me go......"

"I'll let you answer my questions." Yan Tao kept smiling, and the words that came out of his mouth seemed to contain a thousand powers, which made Cole's heart chill, as if he had seen the terrifying Shura god.