Chapter Seventy-Five: Extorting Confessions by Torture
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Ao Baifeng doesn't like to cause trouble, but if anyone provokes him, then he will be more ruthless than anyone else, and the scene just now made the black cloaked man see it, and his body trembled slightly.
The deputy director was subdued by him, and Ao Baifeng began to guard the black cloaked man in front of him, he didn't believe that there would be someone in this world who would save him for no reason, and the strange thing was that the black cloaked man withdrew his Xuan Qi and disappeared into the endless sky.
This makes Ao Baifeng not understand, he doesn't want anything about himself, and he doesn't know it, why would the other party save him for no reason.
"Uh" Ao Baifeng suddenly sounded something, and his heart was shocked, just a few days ago, on the streets of Chengzhou City, when he was unable to take over the third move of his mentor Zhou Yuehua, a wave of energy suddenly merged into his body, "Yes, that energy is also Xuan Qi, is it the same person as this cloak man."
First in the primeval forest, Ao Baifeng lost his mind for no reason, had a bloodthirsty impulse, and wanted to kill people constantly, and a mysterious person appeared to save him.
The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, and the beads of sweat on my forehead slid down the cheeks of Ao Baifeng to the corners of my mouth, this is a terrible thing for anyone, could it be that for so long, someone has been staring at him, and he doesn't even know who the other party is.
"No matter what, no matter what happens in the future, as long as I am alive, I will become stronger, only by becoming stronger, can I have the ability to solve all these mysteries" Ao Baifeng figured it out, he didn't want to waste precious time on this clueless matter, concentrating on cultivation was the most important thing at the moment.
Ao Baifeng took the knife of true qi condensation and approached the deputy director step by step.
The deputy director looked panicked, but his hand and tendons were broken, and he couldn't move much at all due to the severe pain, so he could only watch as Suo Yan Luo approached him step by step, "Boy, what do you want to do."
"Bang" Ao Baifeng slapped the deputy director in the face with a big mouth, "You ask me, I should ask you about this", and pulled off the black cloth covering the deputy director's face.
I saw the left half of the deputy director's face, swollen and high, a red mark on five fingers in the moonlight, particularly conspicuous, the deputy director secretly gritted his teeth, his angry eyes were bloodshot, when had he been humiliated like this.
"Say, why did you come to snatch my necklace, do you know about the necklace", Ao Baifeng put the true qi knife against the deputy director's face.
The deputy director glared at Ao Baifeng and twisted his head to the side.
"Hey, old thing", the true qi knife in Ao Bai Fengwu's hand flashed back and forth a few times, and the deputy director's eyebrows and hair were shaved clean.
The deputy director was about to cry angrily, and he was annoyed in his heart, why did he come to provoke this evil star, if he was given another choice, he swore that he would never be the enemy of the young man in front of him.
"Say—" A long roar began.
A very funny scene appeared in front of Ao Baifeng's eyes, that is, the deputy director really cried, tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes on both sides, and he was so humiliated that the deputy director could not accept this fact.
An old man who cultivated to the realm of spiritual transformation was actually made crying by a fifteen-year-old boy, and if this was spread, it would not be eliminated.
"Heh-he-he-hehe-he
"That's it, boy, the old man fell into your hands today, I have nothing to say, you come here, I will tell you, I hope you will leave me a way to live" The deputy director's tone was very sincere.
Ao Baifeng leaned over, "It would be nice to do this earlier."
At the moment when Ao Baifeng approached the deputy director, the deputy director's eyes showed a fierce light, "Die", a small black hole appeared above the deputy director's right shoulder, and two darts flew out of it, piercing Ao Baifeng's right chest.
Ao Baifeng pressed the wound with his left hand, and pointed at the deputy director with his right hand, "You-you play me", pop, Ao Baifeng fell to the ground.
"Hehe, boy, you're still too tender, this dart is highly poisonous, see blood to seal your throat, I will burn more paper money for you today next year", the deputy director moved his body, moved to the body of the tall man in black, and pulled out the fan bone that was nailed into the corpse.
The tendons and tendons of the hands and feet were obviously broken, but they were able to pull out a fan bone weighing 10,000 catties, which must be strange.
It turned out that he had pretended to be it just now, and he was afraid that the black cloaked man would go and return.
Just after he was entangled by the black cloaked man, Ao Baifeng raised his True Qi knife and picked at his tendons and tendons, he secretly used his aura to protect several important main tendons, in order to be realistic, he still endured the severe pain, and let Ao Baifeng break a few tendons.
The place where it was picked off was blood-red, plus it was black, the moonlight was not bright, and Ao Baifeng didn't pay attention to it, which gave the deputy director a chance.
The main thing is that it didn't hurt the main tendon, with the cultivation of the deputy director, as long as he cultivates for a month, he can recover seventy-seven-eighty-eight, but now he can't run all his cultivation for the time being, and he can only play one-third, which is enough for him to pick up that fan bone.
The strength of this deputy director is really strong, he has been injured like this, and he can still pick up a fan bone weighing 10,000 catties, which is incredible.
The deputy director opened the meditation space and took out a scroll diagram from it, which was a remnant diagram, "Hahahaha, as shown on the picture, there is still a fan bone hidden in the Chengzhou Martial Arts Academy, and when I collect all these Qiankun Ten Peerless Fans, I will ask who else in the world is my opponent", at this time, the deputy director seemed to forget the pain and replaced it with excitement.
"What are you saying?" asked Ao Baifeng as he struggled and used his strength to eat.
The deputy director took away his smile, "Hey, you're not dead yet, okay, I'll tell you the secret of this, so that you can understand it", threw the remnants and fan bones into the meditation space, and at the same time the deputy director reached out to pull the necklace hanging around Ao Baifeng's neck, the meditation space was not closed, obviously he wanted to tear off Ao Baifeng's fan necklace and throw it in.
But the hand that grabbed the necklace was grabbed by the other hand, it was none other than Ao Baifeng's hand, and the deputy director was stunned.
"No need, I'll figure it out myself, thank you for the picture", as he spoke, Ao Baifeng knocked the deputy director to the ground, punched two poison darts into his body, and kicked him in the chest.
The deputy director stared at Ao Baifeng blankly, all this changed so fast, so fast that he couldn't believe the facts in front of him, he didn't even have time to close the meditation space, and now it was cheap Ao Baifeng.
Looking at the deputy director's unwilling appearance until death, "What's the matter?" Ao Baifeng opened his coat, revealing the python skin jacket of the Heihan King Python that was worn inside, "Now I understand."
At Ao Baifeng's last sentence, the deputy director closed his eyes with remorse, and even had to cooperate with Ao Baifeng to death, as if he really understood, which was really a great irony.
Touching the python skin short coat, Ao Baifeng was full of emotion, the short coat once let him escape the deadly secret weapon, so that he declined the invitation of death.
At the same time, it reminded him of the stern and kind, teaching his grandfather Changmei Taoist, and reminded him of his childhood sweetheart, pure and lovely Mingxiang, who should have had a happy life, but he could only let out a wry smile in the face of reality.
Ao Baifeng tidied up his clothes, snatched the fan bone and scroll remnants that the deputy director put into the meditation space, and turned out a martial arts scroll from it, which was the 'electric light sword blade' that the deputy director had just used, but he didn't expect that this was still a middle-level fifth-level martial art, and at this moment Ao Baifeng's face showed greed.
The rest are some things that are not in the stream, and Ao Baifeng is a little dissatisfied, "I didn't expect that a dignified deputy director of marketing would be such a pitiful thing."
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