"Do you think Ben likes to smell your stinky feet?! If it weren't for the third young master's order, Young Master Ben wouldn't have bothered to listen to you howl here......"

He put the feather on his left hand, and his right hand leisurely unfolded the pen and paper, dipped in thick ink.

"Who is the surname, how old is this year, where does the family live, who is in the family, how many acres of land does the family have, and how many acres of land per capita...... Let's talk about it!! ”

Jiao Guan's feet itched, crying and laughing, and he was about to collapse.

"Ancestor!! How many times have you asked this question? Why do you still ask......"

Feng Chenglin rolled his eyes unpleasantly: "I don't like to ask repeatedly!" Don't talk nonsense, talk about it! ”

When Major Ling San sent people over, he specially ordered that no matter what means were used, he would pry his mouth open and take out everything that could be taken out.

She also made a special confession.

For treacherous people like Jiao Guanshi, use fatigue tactics.

That is, to ask the same question over and over again, so as to find a flaw in his answer.

This is a great interrogation method to prevent the other party from lying.

Jiao Guan was scratched and wanted to bite his tongue and kill himself.

It's really itchy!

No, he could only cry and laugh while answering the question he had said n times again.

Feng Chenglin scratched the palm of his feet with his left hand and wrote with his right hand, which was somewhat uncoordinated and wrote very slowly.

was dual-minded, and suddenly noticed that someone behind him was blocking the light, and suddenly choked unpleasantly.

"Get out of the way, didn't you see that Ben Shao was busy writing!?"

"Dead fatty, are you trying to extract a confession? Or are you playing a bundled S game with him?! And especially with feathers...... Why don't you use a strand of hair?! ”

Feng Chenglin jumped up like a needle pricking his ass: "Three young ......"

He doesn't seem to have done anything wrong!

Didn't she teach all of this!

Ling Luoyu squinted at him and pushed him aside.

"Learn a little, deal with this kind of person, he won't be honest if he doesn't see blood...... Xiao You! ”

Xiao You outside the door entered with a black face, holding a broken porcelain basin with a gap in his left hand and a rusty machete in his right hand.

Feng Chenglin looked confused: "What are you trying to do?!" ”

Xiao You threw down the things in his hand like a pig, rolling up his sleeves with a black face.

"White knife enters! Red Knife Out !! ”

Jiao Steward: "......"

What does that mean?!

Haven't you been tossing around for several rounds just now?

Why is this still coming?!

Feng Chenglin picked up the rusty machete and made a few gestures on Jiao Guanshi's body.

"With such a blunt knife, how many strokes do you have to pull to cut his belly......"

Jiao Guan stretched his neck and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, completely collapsed.

"I beg you, you will kindly reward me with a knife and kill me...... Don't slow down the blunt flesh and cut me to death little by little...... I'm afraid of hurt......"

Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes: "Joke!" If you're not afraid of pain, I'll play with you some......"

She grabbed a few pieces of paper recorded by Feng Chenglin, flipped through them casually, and threw them to the fat man unhappily.

"I've been recording for most of the day, so I'll just talk about trivialities! Xiao You, you are the main knife, and the fat man is in charge! If he dares to have the slightest momentum to lie, you don't have to be polite, he can pierce wherever he wants, and chop wherever he wants......"

Xiao Youjiao smiled and looked at the rusty knife in his hand and smiled evilly.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you with a single sword......"

The heart of the thief as a father is gone.

It's better to kill with a slow knife than to cut meat with a knife!