Luoyang held the Nepalese saber in his hand, and began his interrogation after a little contemplation: "What's your name?" ”

"Huh—" The gunman opened his mouth to vomit. Without waiting for the gunman to spit out a mouthful of phlegm, Baili Pujia's body shook, and the hilt of the sword smashed on the bridge of the gunman's nose.

With a crisp sound, the bridge of the gunner's nose broke, and the nosebleed prolonged. Luoyang said: "Brother, why are you suffering? As long as you cooperate, I will let you live. The gunman said something, suspected Burmese, and he couldn't understand it, but with his shaking of his head, he could guess the approximate meaning.

Luo Yang frowned: "You said you don't understand?" The gunman nodded. Luoyang suddenly smashed his fist on one of the gunman's eyes: "I said you don't understand, you actually nodded, doesn't this mean that you understand?" The gunman looked confused, his nosebleed had not stopped, and one eye was swollen, but the physical damage was not as strong as the mental damage.

Baili Pujia burst out laughing. Luo Yang glanced at her a little speechlessly, he was creating a tense and terrifying interrogation atmosphere here, and the atmosphere of her smile changed.

Baili Pujia smiled and said, "You don't care about me, you judge you." Luoyang didn't talk to her, he retracted his gaze and looked at the gunman with a blue nose and swollen face: "Don't pretend that you don't understand anything, the common language in northern Myanmar is Chinese, and the money used is also soft sister coins, what are you pretending to be with me?" My patience is limited, and if you don't cooperate, I will let the evil spirit just now kill you, and you will never be reincarnated. A hint of fear flashed in the gunman's eyes.

The ancient society believes in reincarnation, and it will be completed in nine lifetimes. This is also the reason why the killers of the Jiuli tribe are not afraid of death, because they believe that they will be reincarnated after death, but if even their souls are killed and cannot be reincarnated, it is even more terrible than killing them.

"Is the Killing Hall in a cave? Answer me! Luoyang scolded. The gunman opened his mouth and suddenly bit down.

Baili Pujia exclaimed: "Not good! He's poisoned! She reached out and pinched the gunman's jaw, but before she could see what the poison was, the gunman's mouth began to foam.

"It's hopeless." Baili Pujia sighed,

"The poison was hidden in his teeth, I should have thought of it." Luoyang reached out and touched the gunman's carotid artery, there was no pulse anymore, and he was really dead.

"Let's go, find a way to get a boat in." Baili Pujia said.

"I'll try to save it." Luoyang pressed one hand on the gunman's stomach and the other on the gunman's heart, and two streams of spiritual power hit the gunman's heart and stomach.

Baili Pujia said: "It's useless, although you are a miracle doctor, but he is taking something similar to cyanide. Potent poisons such as chemicals, there is no antidote at all, and you can't save him. Luoyang didn't reply, and continued to press the gunman's heart and stomach, and the spiritual power impacted.

Baili Pujia frowned: "Why don't you believe me, if you really save him, I will fry the fish for you to eat." But before she could finish speaking, the gunman suddenly opened his mouth, and a cloud of vomit gushed out, and his breathing that had stopped was revived again, and his chest was visibly heaving.

Baili Pujia was dumbfounded. Only then did Luoyang speak: "When I go back, remember to fry the fish for me with a hand, fry it a little older, and put more chili powder." "Baili Pujia:" ......" The gunman opened his eyes, he probably thought that he had gone to hell, at first there was nervousness and novelty in his eyes, but soon he saw Luoyang and Baili Pujia, and he was stupid.

Luo Yang smiled: "Brother, how can you say that you will die without my consent, even if you die, I will pull you back from hell, and it is not okay not to answer my questions." Moreover, I told you just now, I will kill you with evil spirits, so that you will never be able to live beyond the rest of your life, and I will do what I say. The gunman's face showed an expression that was about to burst into tears, and only he knew how strong the fear and depression were in his heart.

It's true, people are bent on death, they all commit suicide by poisoning, and you still pull people back from hell, and the devil is not as terrible as you!

The smile on Luoyang's face disappeared, and his voice turned cold: "Tell me, where is the Killing Hall!" The gunner finally spoke: "Enter from that river, about five hundred meters, and you will see the mountain, which is in the center of the underground lake, and the killing hall is on that mountain. ”

"How many people are in there?" Luoyang asked.

"There are more than a hundred guards like me, and I don't know the disciples in the Killing Hall." said the gunman. Luoyang said: "You can estimate it, and you can say an approximate number." The gunner thought for a moment: "I guess there are forty or fifty." ”

"Who's in charge inside?" Luoyang asked.

"Sir Nabo." said the gunman. Luoyang said: "What kind of person is he, describe him to me." "He was an Englishman, he had knighthood from the British royal family, and he always wore a black robe and a hood. We all had to kneel down when we met him, not daring to look at him directly, and once I peeked at him, and he was wearing a white mask on his face, which was terrible. Luoyang remembered these characteristics, and he was also a little puzzled in his heart, the ancient society was created by Chiyou, and the people he had come into contact with, whether it was the Holy Spirit Temple or the people of the Jiuli tribe, were all Chinese, how did a British Sir come out, could it be that the ancient society was in line with the world?

"Do you know that you sent dozens of men to the village of the dead during the day?" Luo Yang asked again.

"You...... I'm telling you, you—will you let me live? The gunman's eyes were full of pleading, and after dying once, he had lost the courage to die again.

Luoyang nodded: "Don't worry, tell me everything you know, and I'll let you live." ”

"It's the elite personally selected by Sir Nabo, led by eighteen disciples of the Killing Hall, I heard that it was going to kill a person named Luoyang, I, I didn't participate in the operation, I know so much." The gunner was a little nervous.

"During this time, is there a person in it who claims to be the Four Eyes?" Luoyang asked. The gunman shook his head: "I haven't heard of any four-eyed, I—Can I go?" Luoyang said: "You go, flee elsewhere, don't come back." The gunman struggled to his feet, pulled his legs and ran.

With a flash of coldness, a sword pierced the gunman's back and out of his chest. With a twist of his wrist, the sword body twisted in a circle, and the gunman fell to the ground before he could even snort.

"You can't let him go, he'll go and snitch." Baili Pujia said. Luo Yang said: "Actually, even if you don't make a move, he won't live for three minutes, and the poison he took is still there, but he was suppressed by me." "Baili Pujia: "......" At this time, a light appeared on the side of the mountain forest.

It's the little sampan that sent people in, and it's back.