Zhang San was a thoughtful man, and he knew that a cell like this, which had neither a toilet (or even a bucket) nor any food scraps on the ground, would not keep them locked up for long.

As a result, it was also as he expected.

At three o'clock in the morning, about an hour after he and Shi Sanwen came here, someone came......

The men were armed with guns and three pairs of plastic bands, and the reason for this was self-explanatory.

Five minutes later, Shi Sanwen, Zhang San, and Saleh were escorted to an "altar."

When he saw the so-called altar, Shi Sanwen almost laughed out loud, because he could see at a glance that there was a statue of the Virgin standing in front of the altar, but the face of the Virgin was reprocessed into a skeleton.

"Look at this statue...... This base must have been the stronghold of the Iron Commandment. While kneeling in front of the altar, Shi Sanwen whispered to Zhang Sanpan beside him.

"Ah......" Zhang San also replied casually, "I have already seen it, but the general public knows almost nothing about the internal information of the rebel organization two hundred years ago, and they can use the resources of the time to deceive people by casually changing their rhetoric." ”

"But......" Shi San asked, "There are still doubts...... he paused for half a second, and then said, "After the establishment of the Federation, the secret strongholds of those rebel groups should have been discovered, or the controlling party should have confessed to it itself; Even if there are still a very small number of strongholds that are not officially known, their security level is not something that can be easily discovered and broken through by those charlatans. ”

"Makes sense." Zhang San nodded, "But I don't think this doubt will bother us for long......"

As he spoke, a man dressed in a robe with a scarf around his head came into view.

Master Nassar didn't look young, at least fifty-five years old, but among the folds on his face were a pair of radiant eyes.

These eyes are full of greed, lust, pride, and shrewdness.

Shi Sanwen has seen countless people in his life, and he understands human nature, so he ...... After just looking at Nassar, he knew that this was a person he hated so much.

"Foolish mortals! Be grateful! Nassar's mouth was a kind of speech, and he looked down at the three people who were tied upside down and kneeled on the ground, and said loudly, "Today, you are fortunate to have been chosen to become the living sacrifice of the Muslim Sect to the ancestors, and you will ...... right away You will be freed from the cycle of mortal and hellish and enter Heaven to become servants of the Great Rulers! ”

Regarding his nonsense, Shi Sanwen looked at each other coldly, and when he said that, Shi Sanwen said: "You are Nassar?" ”

Poof-

Before the words fell, the guard who was holding a gun at Shi Sanwen in the back kicked him hard, and after kicking, he scolded: "Untouchable! Who allowed you to talk to the master? ”

"Hey~ Brother Buckler, don't be so rude." In the next second, Nassar said to his subordinates in a very "generous" tone, "These people are just ignorant, they bear the sins left by their ancestors and are blinded by lies just like you in the past, so they don't know the dignity of the Substitute Ruler." ”

As soon as he said this, Buckler immediately bowed his head respectfully and said, "Yes, Master, you have taught you the right lesson, and I will pay attention to it next time." ”

On the other hand, Nassar came to Shi Sanwen with a pleasant face, and said with a smile: "Fanshu, I am Nassar, the last descendant of the great ruler, the only spokesman of the god Mu in the world, do you have anything to say to me?" ”

"Oh...... Make sure it's you, and that's going to be easy. Shi Sanwen said as he easily broke free of the straps on his hands with pure strength and stood up.

Seeing this shock, Nassar didn't show any panic, and still stood calmly in place, but his subordinates were very excited, and they were all clamoring at that time, shouting lines such as "don't move", and they all pulled the bolt and aimed at Shi Sanwen, ready to shoot.

"Quiet!" A few seconds later, Nassar opened his arms and let out a loud shout, instantly stabilizing the situation.

Then, he sneered, looked at Shi San and asked, "This brother, it looks ...... Do you still have some ability, would you like to consider joining our Muslim Cult? His tone and expression at this time obviously meant something else, "As long as you take refuge sincerely, I guarantee that you will be able to obtain the salvation that mortals in the world dream of here." ”

"Not interested." Shi San's answer was straightforward.

Nassar is not a person who is used to being rejected, so, at this moment, his face suddenly became ugly.

"Hmph...... Then there is no way......" Halfway through his words, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Shi Sanwen's wrist, "Hehehe......" The moment he successfully touched the other party's skin, Nassar was relieved, which made him laugh relaxedly, "Since you are obsessed...... Then please be a good sacrifice! ”

Although Nassar is only a person of the same level, his ability is very strong, and its effect is - he can quickly "die" the life that he touches with the palm of his hand.

At this stage, his ability is judged by "direct contact between his palm and the target's (usually human) body", that is, it is not possible to do it through clothing, it must be in contact with the other person's skin to take effect, of course, touching hair, muscles, mucous membranes or bones...... You can do it all.

With this ability, as well as the superhuman physical fitness of the same level of ability, Nassar has already performed many "miracles" in front of the eyes of the followers of the Muslim God Cult.

At the moment, although he also saw that Shi Sanwen was likely to be a capable person, he didn't think that the other party was very powerful, because Nassar felt that it was ...... It is impossible for a really powerful person to be caught by his own group of ordinary people, so he judged that Shi Sanwen was at most a paper-level ability; And successfully grabbing the opponent's wrist also made Nassar more convinced that his physical skills were also above the opponent......

At this moment, Nassar had already activated his ability, and in his eyes, the other party was already a dead man; He only needs to wait a few more seconds for Shi Sanwen to fall to the ground and die, so that he can solve this small turmoil and once again consolidate his image in the eyes of the disciples.

Correct......

"Huh...... Isn't it a long time? After about five seconds, Shi Sanwen still stood there as if nothing had happened, and asked Nassar a question in a relaxed tone.

"You ......" At this moment, Nassar's hand had not yet been released from Shi Sanwen's wrist, and seeing that the situation was different, he hurriedly activated his ability several times in a row.

"People who can't even perceive the energy protection on the surface of the body of a person with high ability have a lot of self-confidence." When Shi San asked this, several gun-wielding disciples standing behind him suddenly fell to the ground one after another without warning.

Seeing this scene, Nassar hurriedly let go of his hands and retreated, and said while moving away from the other party, "What did you do? ”

"I didn't do anything." Shi San replied, "It's just that they suddenly had a brain." ”

Nassar didn't understand what the other party meant, but he had already sensed that the strength of the person in front of him was far above him, and he hurriedly ran to the exit with a rolling belt, shouting on the way: "Someone! Someone! ”

Just as Nassar was about to run to the exit, suddenly! A violent stool attack on him, he had never felt such an abrupt, violent, and unstoppable stool in his life, if you regard the stool intent of "holding back for another thirty seconds to pull it up to your pants" as one, then the stool Nassar felt at this moment was about five.

The irresistible pain caused him to roll his legs limp, roll to the ground, and instinctively cover his abdomen with his hands, and the whole person curled up in a ball, moaning incessantly.

"No need to scream, except for the four people here, there are no other living people in the entire base." As Shi San spoke, he leisurely helped Zhang San and Saleh untie the straps on their hands.

His words were not a bluff, in the hour he was imprisoned, Shi Sanwen had already determined through the information provided by Saleh and his own ability that all the people in this base were Muslims, so in that second just now, it was not just a few guards behind them who suddenly had a "brain", but all the guards in this base.

"Do you know why I want to keep you?" As he walked towards Nassar, Shi Sanwen eased some of the other party's pain so that the conversation could unfold normally.

"Let it go...... Leave me alone......" Nassar didn't answer the question, but couldn't wait to start begging for mercy, "I'm just eating a mouthful...... If you are willing to let me go, I will ...... as much as I want."

"Where are the women?" Shi Sanwen didn't listen to him continue to talk nonsense, and directly interrupted him and asked.

"Hah...... Ha ha...... Got it! Got it! When Nassar heard this, he laughed stunned, "I'll take you there, they are all in the secret room under my villa, everything you want is yours!" Obviously, he thought that Shi Sanwen was a womanizer, and as long as he did what he liked, his life should be saved.

While they were talking, Zhang San pulled out a smartphone from a dead guard, unlocked the screen with the deceased's face, and then walked up to Nassar with the phone: "Where is your villa, point it out." ”

Nassar was obedient, and he had no room to refuse, and he quickly pointed out the location of his villa on an electronic map.

After getting the coordinates, Zhang San came to Saleh again, confirmed the authenticity of the address given by Nassar, and asked how many villas there were in total.

Shi Sanwen continued to interrogate Nassar himself, asking many details about the Muslim God Cult, such as the process of his founding and development of the sect, how many secret bases the church has, how many followers there are other than the people who are here tonight, and whether anyone other than Nassar has opened a branch in other places, etc.

Shi Sanwen asked, and Saleh, who was next to him, also listened, and it didn't take long for the Muslim believer, who had always been very devout until he was "sacrificed alive", to realize ...... Everything I once believed in was just a lie made by a liar, and it was not a very clever lie.

He erupted in anger and cursed Nassar, if it weren't for Zhang San's pull, he was afraid that he would have stepped forward and beaten Nassar to death.

However, his anger could not be reversed, and Saleh, who joined the Muslim Sect, lost his job, donated his family property, and ran away from his wife in the past few months. In a sense, it's a good thing that his wife has run away, because if she doesn't run, she may have become one of Nassar's many tools to vent her desires.

Shi Sanwen and Zhang San can understand Saleh's grief and indignation, but they don't sympathize with him, after all...... It used to be his own choice.

…………

At six o'clock in the morning, the hunter returned to the hotel.

When he opened the door, the first thing he saw was Shi Sanwen who was lying on the bed playing with a handheld, and the second thing he saw was ...... The bed that should have belonged to him was actually lying down at this time.

"So...... Was that the breakfast you prepared for me, or was it the supper you've already eaten? Or both? After running all night, the dry mouth of the hunter can only use this kind of joke to relieve his gradually rising false fire.

"That's a man." When Shi San asked back, he didn't raise his eyelids.

Because the sleeping Saleh cover was tightly covered, the hunter standing at the door really didn't see whether it was a man or a woman on the bed.

But as soon as he heard that it was a man, the eyes of the hunter who looked at Shi Sanwen became strange again: "Oh...... That's your late-night snack, huh? He paused, "You can't force someone like me to eat churros to eat bananas instead, can you?" ”

Shi Sanwen was not interested in this kind of straight joke, he just pouted and replied: "This is a long story...... You sit down and rest for a while, and listen to me talk to you slowly. ”