In the end, Bledsoe still became a prisoner, but Zhuang Feng did not plan to kill Bledsoe, because he hoped to get some information about the king of the Badir Kingdom from Bledsoe.

So, in the end, Bledsoe was called by Zhuang Feng and Lin Moshen, and the people he brought were taken away, but Zhuang Feng specially warned Lin Moshen and asked him to arrest Bledsoe, for the case of the old man being killed, he could give a good explanation to the masses, as for how Bledsoe wanted to solve it, since Bledsoe was arrested by him, then the decision power was naturally in his hands.

Of course, Lin Moshen didn't dare to refuse Zhuang Feng, so he immediately agreed, so he grabbed Bledsoe and went back, just a formality, what Lin Moshen had to do was very simple, that is, to catch Bledsoe back and take care of it.

......

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the night is deep.

In the Tianzi No. 1 prison of the Wu'an Bureau in the middle of the night, Bledsoe was the first prisoner to enter here after Zhuang Feng did something from here last time, and after Zhuang Feng did something last time, he made a strong re-protection, and now it is really a fly that can't come and go freely, and the incarceration level has been raised to a higher level.

At this moment, Bledsoe is sitting on an iron chair, wrapped around him with chains as thick as his arms, three layers inside and three layers outside, winding him like an iron man, really making Bledsoe hopeless, except for despair now, he doesn't know what else he should think.

Because Zhuo Bufan is obviously going to give him up, even if he is not given up, he doesn't think Zhuang Feng will keep him for long, maybe Zhuo Bufan still has a little bit of the love of master and apprentice, but it is estimated that he will hang on Zhuang Feng's hand before the rescue comes.

What's more, Bledsoe doesn't think that Zhuo Bufan is a person who can think of any bullshit master-apprentice relationship, he is just a dog in Zhuo Bufan's eyes, how can an owner who eats dog meat really care about the life and death of a dog.

As soon as he thought of this, Bledsoe's despair collapsed to the bones, and the loneliness in the entire Tianzi No. 1 prison entangled him, making him feel as if he was living like a year after he was imprisoned.

At this time, it was dark in Tianzi No. 1 prison, and no one had come in to interrogate Bledsoe since he was imprisoned.

And Lin Moshen didn't just put a hammer inside the Tianzi No. 1 prison and beat Bledsoe like Iron Man, even outside the door, it was also the entire Wu'an Bureau of all the personnel on standby, and now outside the gate of Tianzi No. 1 prison, there are dozens of Wu'an Bureau police guarding it, and they definitely don't give Bledsoe the slightest possibility of escaping, because Lin Moshen knows that this is the only way to get close to Zhuang Feng again, and he doesn't want his secret to be exposed to Xia Zhiqiu, so showing favor to Zhuang Feng is the only thing he needs to do, and the only thing he can do, he has completely figured it out。

......

At this moment, Tianzi No. 1 is at the door of prison.

Zhuang Feng arrived in a hurry, and Lin Moshen immediately walked over with a smile.

".................." Lin Moshen wanted to say a few polite greetings.

But Zhuang Feng didn't give him a chance to talk nonsense at all, and said directly: "Open." ”

"Okay, quick, open the door. Lin Moshen ordered his subordinates, and his police officers quickly opened the door of Tianzi No. 1 Prison, and at this time, the lights in Tianzi No. 1 Prison suddenly brightened.

Bledsoe felt the dazzling light coming, and tried to block it with his hand, but his hand was so caught that he couldn't lift it at all.

Squinting to block the illumination of the light, hearing the sound of footsteps, Bledsoe's forehead was dripping with sweat, he never thought that he would be so scared in the face of death, and never thought that this time he came to Nanjiang City, Huaguo, would be his fateful journey.

Zhuang Feng walked in front of Bledsoe and stopped at a position of about three meters.

At this time, a small police officer brought a chair, Zhuang Feng sat down, took out a cigarette, Lin Moshen came over very interestingly, took out a lighter and lit a cigarette for him.

After taking two puffs of his cigarette, Zhuang Feng said, "You all go down, I want to talk to Mr. Bledsoe alone." ”

"Okay, let's go, let's all get out. ”

Lin Moshen got the order and took the lead in walking out of Tianzi No. 1 Prison.

After Lin Moshen and the others came out of Tianzi No. 1 Prison and the door was closed, Zhuang Feng said casually: "How is it, Mr. Bledsoe, the taste of being imprisoned is not pleasant, right?"

Bledsoe finally got used to the harsh light, and slowly opened his eyes, he didn't speak, but the expression on his face was extremely blue, which was obviously the rhythm of fear.

As soon as he understood Bledsoe's fear, Zhuang Feng knew that everything that followed seemed to be logical, otherwise, he would not hesitate to give Bledsoe a little color, but no matter whether Bledsoe cooperated or not, when he walked out of this Tianzi No. 1 prison, he would inevitably take Bledsoe's life, because the current Bledsoe was a living dead in Zhuang Feng's eyes.

"Huh...... Waiting for death is even more uncomfortable, isn't it?" Zhuang Feng said again, and continued to take two puffs of cigarette, the face under the smoke looked extremely hideous, like a Hades who took his life, so that Bledsoe didn't dare to look at it.

As he spoke, Zhuang Feng took out another cigarette, lit it at the cigarette in his mouth, and then leaned back slightly, raised his hand and handed it to Bledsoe's mouth.

Bledsoe looked at Zhuang Feng in horror, and Zhuang Feng said: "Smoke a cigarette, think about it, wait a few times I have a few questions for you, I hope you can cooperate with me." ”

Hearing this, Bledsoe didn't dare to refuse this cigarette at all, so he could only hold it in his mouth, but at this time, this cigarette didn't have any taste for him, it couldn't relieve melancholy or fear, it was just an inconsequential embellishment, and he realized that maybe after this cigarette burned out, it was the moment when his life stopped.

Zhuang Feng's question had already been thought about on the way here, so he came easily.

"Mr. Bledsoe, first of all, I want to ask you, what kind of person is the king of your Badir Kingdom?" Zhuang Feng asked.

Bledsoe hesitated, clicked on the cigarette, but didn't dare to smoke hard, because he was afraid that the cigarette would burn out too quickly, he wanted to live, wanted to live longer, even if he was reluctant, at least it was better to live than to die immediately, conceited people will always be like this, when they don't see the coffin, they have actually begun to shed tears, since ancient times, it has been said that barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes, but those who wear shoes really have a lot of concerns.

Once life comes to an abrupt end, then everything will be empty talk.

Bledsoe didn't dare not answer Zhuang Feng's question, but he didn't know how to answer, because how to describe Zhuo Bufan didn't seem to be appropriate enough, Zhuo Bufan had too many labels, and the only person who really understood him might be himself, and even he might not understand himself, so how could Bledsoe say it clearly.

Zhuang Feng had long expected this, if the mysterious king of the Badir Kingdom could be easily explained, then there was no need to be afraid.

Therefore, before coming, Zhuang Feng specially asked Feng Qingyang about Zhuo Bufan's impression, in Zhuang Feng's heart, he already felt infinitely that this mysterious king of the Badier Kingdom might be Zhuo Bufan, otherwise, it was really difficult to have any reason to have any connection between him and the current martial arts of Huaguo.

Therefore, before coming here, Zhuang Feng specially simulated a Zhuo Bufan photo with a computer according to Feng Qingyang's statement, that is to say, now there is no need for any answer from Bledsoe, he only needs to prove whether the king of the Badier Kingdom is Zhuo Bufan, which is what Zhuang Feng wants to know the most.

Faced with Bledsoe's hesitation and not knowing where to start, Zhuang Feng shook his head with a smile, stood up from the chair again, and stepped in front of Bledsoe with a big stride, Zhuang Feng took out his mobile phone and handed it over.

At this time, there was a simulated photo on the phone, which was extraordinary.

"I don't know how to answer, right? Then look at this, he, is it the past of your Badir Kingdom?" Zhuang Feng asked.

Bledsoe looked at the simulated photos on his phone seriously, examined them for a while, for fear that he was wrong, and finally under all the certainty, Bledsoe said: "Zhuang Feng, you are really amazing, I didn't expect you to be able to get the photos of our king......"

Bledsoe's answer has been tacitly acquiesced, the king of the Badil Kingdom is Zhuo Bufan, and now it seems that Bledsoe has no reason to live.

But Bledsoe didn't realize that death was approaching, because he felt that Zhuang Feng might ask more, he was wondering if he still had the bargaining capital, in order to live, anyone would become smarter at this moment.

But wisdom has never been a beacon in times of despair, and when death is non-stop, the only thing that can be stopped may be to face it calmly.

After getting the answer in Bledsoe's mouth, a wicked smile flashed at the corner of Zhuang Feng's mouth.

Turning around, Zhuang Feng walked straight towards the door.

Seeing Zhuang Feng walk past the chair facing him and not sit down, Bledsoe panicked: "Don't you have anything else to ask?" I still know a lot, just ask whatever you want, as long as you don't kill me, I will tell you everything......

"I ......"

At this time, Zhuang Feng stopped at the gate of Tianzi No. 1 Prison, didn't say anything, and the moment he turned around, the fruit knife in his hand flashed, and then it was thrown at Bledsoe, straight to his eyebrows.

"Don't ......"

"Ahh

"Click!"

After the cracking of the bones between the eyebrows was accompanied by a miserable scream, Bledsoe's head was planted, and he was so killed, his death was as simple as Zhuang Feng breathing a breath of air, not through the wind and clouds, but it was also necessary.

"Ding! system reminder: real-time reward force value 65555 points! (total force value: 646149 points)"

"Ding! System Reminder: Because the host has determined that King Badir's true identity is Zhuo Bufan, he is hereby rewarded with 45.3255 Gambit points in real time!" (Total Gambit Points: 382.4253 points)"

Zhuang Feng didn't seem to care about these rewards at all now, he suddenly sighed, raised his head and looked at the brightest light in the No. 1 prison of Tianzi, and said meaningfully: "Lao Mei, I have avenged you, you can rest in peace early, in the future, I will take care of your family for you, rest assured......"

As soon as the words fell, Zhuang Feng left.

At this time, Lin Moshen led people to Tianzi No. 1 Prison, and looked at Bledsoe, who died tragically, and was so shocked that his heart really rose to his throat.

"It's so scary, such a person really can't afford to offend!"

Lin Moshen muttered secretly, and his subordinates on the side asked, "Director, how did you get this guy?"

"What do you say? Publicity, the execution has been carried out, let the public opinion disperse to appease the public, as for the corpse, it will be disposed of in a normal way, and it will be destroyed directly if no one claims it, and there is no scum left!"

Lin Moshen explained, and felt that his heart had returned to its proper position, at least at this moment, he was still useful in Zhuang Feng's eyes, he didn't have to consider Bledsoe's step, and in the future, he would only be more cautious and obedient to Zhuang Feng.

......

Zhuang Feng came to the Wu'an Bureau alone, and on the way back to Honglin Villa, Zhuang Feng took out his mobile phone and dialed Feng Qingyang's number.

"Hey, Brother Feng, it's confirmed, it's the same person. "The phone is connected, Zhuang Fengdao.

At this time, there was a brief silence on the other end of the phone, and then he shouted angrily: "Zhuo Bufan, this guy, I've been looking for you for a long, long time! Finally, he appeared again, I am going to kill him, pick his skin, pull his tendons, drink his blood, and let his head come to worship my master's spirit in the sky......"

Listening to Feng Qingyang's heart-rending shout, Zhuang Feng soothed: "Brother Feng, don't worry, this kind of thing has to be considered in the long run, Badier is not just Zhuo Bufan, he is now in control of a country, if you want to kill him, it's not that simple, we just ...... when we see the opportunity."

"Alas!" Feng Qingyang also seemed to know that he couldn't be too blind at this time, reason was the last word, "........................"

After a few words of greeting, Feng Qingyang hung up the phone.

After the phone hung up, the bell rang.

Zhuang Feng picked it up and connected it, and the call was from Yuan Lili.

After connecting, Yuan Thunderbolt on the other end said: "Brother Zhuang, let me tell you the news, our people found out that Ye Liangchen's little boy has come to Nanjiang City." ”

"Ye Liangchen, what is he doing in Nanjiang City at this time?" Zhuang Feng was puzzled: "Call someone to follow him first, and I will have time to meet this guy tomorrow and see what he is doing." ”

"Yes. "Yuan Thunderbolt got the order.

......

All the way back to the Red Forest Villa, Lin Yu'er and Lin Yan'er were very tired all day and had already fallen asleep, and only Maria was waiting in the living room at this time.

When she saw Zhuang Feng returning, Maria greeted her and asked, "How is it?"

"It's not going to happen, I'm going to kill him with a single sword. Zhuang Feng replied.

Hearing this, a touch of sadness flashed on Maria's face, he was not sad about Bledsoe's death, but sad that his father really killed too many people, people are originally good, how can there be people in this world who are born to be bad people, although Bledsoe died under Zhuang Feng's knife, but the real culprit should probably be his father Zhuo Bufan.

Looking at the mixed feelings of sadness flashing on Maria's face, Zhuang Feng understood what she meant, and comforted: "Don't think about it, go to bed early." ”

"Yes, good night. ”

Mary convinced herself, said goodnight, and went upstairs.

(End of chapter)