Out of Fucheng, in order to find out their identities as soon as possible, Feng Yi'er and the others immediately brought those villains to the Youzu Obituary Division, which is a special place to try public cases, and the master of this obituary division is the Youzu magician Meng Chi.

After handing over those villains to prison, everyone entered the hall and saw that they were chatting with Meng Chi and Jing Yumian, and after saluting first, Jiang Qingchu suddenly asked: "How can the Pure Magician be here?" ”

Jing Yumian was still in the gentle state of the past, and said with a smile: "I have specially come to discuss some secret meetings with Brother Meng. ”

Jiang Qingchu nodded knowingly, and the jailer entered the hall and reported to Meng Chi: "Dasi, those people have all been taken into custody. ”

Meng Chi said: "Okay, I'm going to meet those people." ”

In the closed room surrounded by square corners, there is a chain wooden stake under the high window, and although the surrounding light is bright, it still can't hide the gloomy atmosphere.

The man had his hands chained in chains, his head covered in sweat, and his eyes were staring around viciously.

Meng Chi entered the prison cell and stood in front of him with his back hand, "You are the leader of this group?" ”

The man sneered and looked at him without speaking, Meng Chi's sharp eyebrows rose, "It's really rampant, I advise you to spit out the master behind you as soon as possible, otherwise I want you to live and not die." ”

"Hmph, what haven't I ever seen? If you kind of let the horse come, don't mother-in-law! ”

Meng Chi motioned to the jailer beside him with a fierce look in his eyes, and the jailer picked up the whip and whipped it towards the man......

Overtime, Meng Chi returned to the hall, and when everyone saw that he was unhappy, Jiang Qingchu asked, "Master Meng, how is the situation?" ”

Meng Chi sighed unspeakably: "Those people refuse to speak, and that head is even more arrogant, it seems that if they are really trained, I can't even do it for a while." ”

When they heard this, they were very worried.

"Can you give it a try?" Feng Yi'er said to Meng Chi in a loud voice.

Lu Zhizhi looked at her in a panic, "Yi'er..."

Meng Chi said: "How can you be a girl. ”

"Just because I am a woman, many men don't understand the things in the curtain, which is no different from arranging troops on the battlefield, and it may be effective to deal with that kind of person."

Meng Chi was skeptical, Wei Jingyan smiled on the side and said, he said to Meng Chi: "Let her go." Looking at Feng Yi'er again, she smiled, "I believe she can."

Meng Chi nodded slowly, "Okay, then let you try it." ”

In the prison cell, the head already had a number of wounds on his body, and he saw Feng Yi'er grinning when he saw Feng Yi'er coming in, "What? Are you afraid that I will send a woman over? ”

Feng Yi'er was indifferent, "I'm curious, what benefits did the master behind you give you, so that everyone can work for him like this." ”

"Great achievement, how can stupid people like you understand."

"Great achievements?" Feng Yi'er sneered, "That's how you think of yourself?" I don't know when I started killing people and setting fires, but it was also a great achievement! ”

"But ants, what do they get when they die?"

"Actually, you're just a hard-working, since you're willing to be a dead soldier for your master, don't you think it's for money, to repay your kindness or promise to protect your family?"

The head seemed to be said to be right, and Feng Yi'er took a step closer and continued: "What he can give you, we can also give you." ”

"Hmph, you're going to die of this heart."

Feng Yi'er sighed, "Since you don't say it, then you can only suffer." ”

The two jailers carried the torture table to the side, on which were various forms of torture instruments, Feng Yi'er brushed the rows of sharp blade trial tools, and his gentle temperament became majestic at this moment, "I heard that there are many ways to interrogate the obituary."

The leader looked at the contents on the torture table, "What do you want to do?" ”

Feng Yi'er picked up a jar, and she asked the jailer to pick up the leader's shirt and smear the honey syrup on him.

The leader laughed presumptuously: "This is how you deal with me, smear some slurry?" Hahaha, it's really a woman with no brains. ”

Feng Yi'er looked at him with a smile, "Do you know why you want to apply this honey syrup?" Ants love it......"

The leader pale, "What do you mean?" ”

"If this ant crawls all over the whole body of a person, attracted by the honey pulp, and thousands of ants gnaw it, I don't know what kind of scene it will be?"

The leader's face was already unconcealably pale, and he stared at Feng Yi'er in horror, his eyes trembling.

Feng Yi'er smiled, "I originally wanted to use that soul eater ant, but there is no difference here, however, there is not much difference in using ordinary ants, but it will take a long time to get into the bones, eat the flesh, you can rest assured that I will not let you die, and when you are eaten, there is still a trace of breath left, and I will revive you again, and so on." ”

The leader looked at the woman in front of him, Yun Danfeng couldn't help but shudder when she said these words, Feng Yi'er signaled to the jailer, and the jailer opened another bottle of crockpot and gradually put it on the leader.

"You, you're too vicious!"

"Have you ever heard of the most poisonous woman's heart?"

The leader's body was already wooden, and when he saw that the ant began to climb up his body, he tried to retreat but could not break free.

Feng Yi'er suddenly said sharply: "Say! Who is the master of your secret meeting? ”

The ants had begun to bite his flesh, and the pain was getting more and more intense, and he couldn't help but roar, "I say! ”

Feng Yi'er can signal the jailer to stop his movements and wipe the area with a strip of cloth where there are ants.

"I don't know, I really don't know who the owner of the Dark Society is."

"You are a leader, how can you not know?"

"Every time we act, we are instructed by different people, let alone the masters, and we have never seen the faces of even those who deliver letters."

Feng Yi'er frowned silently, this was a problem, she instructed the jailer to dress the man, and then turned to leave.