Facing the olive branch thrown by Wang Zizai, Shen Yao didn't move at all, but supported his chin with both hands, and looked at this old man who was over half a hundred years old with a faint look.

"I have already said my conditions, there will be no changes, either you take the whole family and my wife kowtow to apologize, or wait for death!"

Hearing this, Wang Zizai suddenly propped up the table with his hands, and the green tendons on his forehead burst even more.

"Young man, don't be ignorant!"

"Do you know how many people outside have sharpened their heads and want to enter our Wang family!"

Shen Yao sneered, casually crumpled the handcuffs on his hands and threw them aside, and the anklets on his feet were also broken at random at this time.

"Does it have anything to do with me?"

"You seem to have made a mistake, I'm not talking to you but informing you!"

Shen Yao's eyes have not fluctuated in the slightest from the beginning to the present, which makes the ghost Buddha on the side secretly frightened, this young man's heart is absolutely unique.

Shen Yao sat lazily on the chair like this, and the relationship between the two sides seemed to have changed positions.

"Don't worry, that son of yours won't die so easily, but for what you did today, I just gave him a little punishment."

Thinking of his son's tragic situation and the inhuman torture he had suffered, Wang Zi grabbed Shen Yao's collar like an angry lion.

"Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?"

Shen Yao let Wang Zizi grasp his face unmoved, and there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth

"Let's not talk about whether you can kill me, even if you can kill me, your son will still die!"

"And he's going to be tortured for a month, and then slowly rot into a pile of rotten meat, and that's how I'm going to punish him."

As soon as the words fell, Shen Yao's eyes narrowed, and the momentum on his body suddenly exploded to a height, Wang Zizai was directly shaken back a few steps by the sudden momentum, and there was a trace of surprise in his eyes.

Shen Yao shook his collar, and his eyes were unscrupulously aimed at Wang Zizi.

It was as if at this moment, Shen Yao was not a prisoner, but a judge in charge of life and death.

Wang Zizai felt the threat of death for the first time, and was quietly beckoning to him, his body trembling unconsciously.

The ghost Buddha who noticed this scene blocked Wang Zizai's side, although there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were fierce.

"Sir, ancient warriors have the rules of ancient warriors, and those who break the rules will not end well since ancient times."

The rosary in the hand of the ghost Buddha didn't know when it was clutched together, and the muscles of the whole body were ready to shoot at any time.

Because he knew that the young man in front of him was very dangerous, and once he made a move, his chances of victory were not high.

What's more, Wang Zizi can't die here, otherwise, he has no way to explain to Benleimen.

Shen Yao suddenly laughed at this time, walked towards the door step by step, and said lightly when the three of them passed by.

"That's all for today, but the death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime cannot be escaped."

At the moment when the three of them passed by, a trace of aura penetrated into Wang Zizi's body.

Neither of them understood what Shen Yao meant by what he said, and it wasn't until Shen Yao walked out of the police station's interrogation room that they reacted.

There was no other explanation for the sense of oppression at that moment just now except for the Grandmaster, not to mention, the Ghost Buddha who was half of the Grandmaster was even clearer, and the only one who could make him feel the danger was the Grandmaster.

However, regarding the danger of the other party, the ghost Buddha did not directly tell Wang Zizai, when the two of them were together, Wang Zizai died and it was difficult to explain.

But if he dies after going out, then it's none of his business.

"Brother Wang, I see that these things today, you can't handle them alone, or report to Benleimen, this kid dares to put you in his eyes, he must have something to rely on."

Wang Zizai's fists were clenched together, no matter how good his qi cultivation kung fu was, he would not be indifferent in the face of such a thing.

After closing his eyes and pondering for a moment, Wang Zizi exhaled a breath of turbidity, and his eyes regained their shrewdness.

Both of them are old foxes, and the abnormal behavior of the ghost Buddha just now, Wang Zizi naturally has some suspicions.

This is the godfather of the underworld, how could he allow an ordinary kid to go wild in front of him and let the other party leave.

"Brother, I don't know that there are a lot of things in Benleimen, it's better not to cause trouble for this little matter of my Wang family, I am willing to give the piece of land in the city to you, I don't know if I can help deal with this matter?"

The ghost Buddha's eyes narrowed slightly at this moment, shook his head, and said casually.

"I'm afraid not, I've had a lot of things on hand lately, and I really can't help it."

Hearing this, Wang Zizi immediately understood that this matter could not be handled by ghosts and Buddhas, or that the other party was not willing to deal with this matter.

This also proved that Shen Yao was extraordinary, the door of the interrogation room was opened again, and Captain Xu walked in slowly and asked cautiously.

"That kid is leaving, should I let it go or ......"

Wang Zizai's expression, which had already recovered, heard the green tendons on his forehead erupt again.

"Let him go, thank you Captain Xu for this incident, my Wang family will be grateful later."

When Captain Xu heard this, he immediately smiled, as long as he climbed the ladder of the Wang family, his future days were just around the corner.

But just as Shen Yao walked out of the police station and entered a small alley, an old man in his sixties suddenly appeared in front of him.

Although the old man's hair was completely white, his body was very strong, and the muscles on his arms were even more angular.

The aura on his body exuded a ruthlessness, and this feeling was exactly the same as that of the black dragon, except that this old man's skill was obviously much higher than that of the black dragon.

Shen Yao just squinted his eyes, and immediately saw that this old man's whole body was wrapped with black airflow, if it was not bad, this should be the qi that these ancient martial artists cultivated.

The old man had a hoarse voice, and a pair of cloudy eyes stared directly at Shen Yao.

"Hand over the antidote, I can make your death happy!"

Shen Yao will be able to feel the power of this old man tomorrow, and I am afraid that he will be even more robbed than the ghost Buddha just now, but so what?

Shen Yao slowly bent down, picked up a small pebble from the ground, pinched it in his hand at will, and the powerful aura was infused in his hand, and it was directly ejected.