With that, Director Chen carried Fang Yuan backhand to a heavy steel long table. At the edge of the long steel table are several pairs of handcuff splints, which appear to be devices used to bind the suspect's arms during interrogation.

The moment his arms were clasped, Fang Yuan saw a complex set of talisman arrays faintly emerging from the metal. It seems that even if his aura is still there, once he is detained, it will be difficult to exert half a point.

Looking at the set of devices in front of him, a trace of doubt suddenly flashed in Fang Yuan's heart. Isn't the Land and Water Chamber of Commerce an organization responsible for handling the affairs of cultivators? What are they doing with this kind of thing? Do they also need torture to extract confessions?

At this moment, a terrifying thought instantly passed through Fang Yuan's mind. He looked at the obscene middle-aged man with a grim face on the other side, could it be that these things were his private goods?

Thinking of this, Fang Yuan's gaze inadvertently glanced at the displays around this room again. This guy ...... Could it really be a dead pervert with abusive tendencies, right?

At this moment, however, the heavy floodgates of the room opened again. A beautiful figure suddenly rushed in, and Wen Yuan's eager voice instantly came from Fang Yuan's ears.

"Chen Qingquan, what do you want to do? Hurry up and release Fang Yuan to me, otherwise, I will definitely report this matter truthfully to my superiors! Abuse lynching, when the time comes, I will ensure that you will not be able to eat and walk around!"

It was also at this time that Fang Yuan learned that the full name of Director Chen was Chen Qingquan. Although I don't know how Wen Fei found here, in the face of her questioning, Chen Qingquan obviously didn't care.

He snapped his fingers lightly, and the heavy floodgates behind Wen Fei closed again. Almost in the next second, Chen Qingquan had already appeared behind Wen Fei.

"For the sake of your Wen family's face, in fact, I don't want to embarrass you. Although the incident back then, your Wen family can't get rid of it. But since you are obsessed with looking for death, I don't mind being a good old man...... Make your vision come true. ”

Although the current Wen Fei is much stronger than the Taidou Banquet, she is still powerless in front of Chen Qingquan. As soon as the words just fell, Wen Yuan had already been detained by Chen Qingquan opposite Fang Yuan.

Wen Fei didn't expect Chen Qingquan to really dare to restrain her here, and looking at his posture, it seemed that he still wanted to do it to himself.

"Chen Qingquan, are you crazy? Do you know what you're doing now? I have a task now, and if you dare to make a move against me, I'll sue you! If the Central Committee knows about it, it will definitely not let you go easily!"

"What do you want them to know?"

Chen Qingquan said with a smile: "This guy took the lives of two children of the family, escaped control in the Daya Mountain Guard, and was openly arrested in Baiji Ancient Town. Do you feel like someone like him...... What does the Chamber of Commerce usually do?"

He paused, and then said: "Let's talk about you again! He was responsible for escorting the suspect, but he deliberately connived at the suspect, and more importantly, in the process of escorting, there was a terrible incident of mortal death. I advise you to think about how you should get out next! A good future has just begun, but don't ruin it in your own hands!"

It seems that the sentence of the old scheming is really true, the top of this dog thing is not white, and there are really a lot of flowery intestines in the stomach. Seeing that Wen Fei's attitude was no longer as tough as it was just now, he took out a small medicine bottle from behind him.

"This bottle contains Sharpening Spirit Water, I guess you know about it, it's the poison potion that will lose a part of your cultivation if you get a drop. ”

Chen Qingquan shook the small medicine bottle in his hand and smiled at Wen Fei: "After all, you can be regarded as a high-profile leader in the Wen family's generation. If there is a slight flesh wound on your body, it will not be easy to investigate it. I can't help it, I can only use it once. ”

When she heard the words "cutting spiritual water", Wen Fei, who had always been resolute and resolute, had an obvious panic on her face.

For her, how much flesh and skin she suffers is actually a trivial matter. But it's this cultivation that is really a precious treasure that can't lose an inch. Because every bit of cultivation is the deepest hope of the elders in the clan for her.

"Chen Qingquan! You vicious bastard, if you dare to drip that thing on me, I will never let you go for the rest of my life! Not only me, but our entire Wen family will definitely not give up easily!"

Chen Qingquan said unappreciatively: "Since I dare to do this, I have naturally thought about all the consequences." Don't worry, I'm measured and won't go too far with you!"

After saying that, Chen Qingquan shook the small medicine bottle in his hand and kept getting closer to Wen Fei, Fang Yuan really saw Wen Fei so panicked and embarrassed for the first time. It is not difficult to see that she is really scared at this moment.

So he immediately shouted: "You are a big man, what is the ability to bully other little girls? If there's anything unpleasant, just sprinkle it on me!"

"You?"

Chen Qingquan looked at Fang Yuan with interest, as if he had been thinking for a moment, and then said, "In this way, I have an interesting idea. ”

As he spoke, Chen Qingquan stood the small medicine bottle in his hand between Fang Yuan and Wen Fei, and said to Fang Yuan: "There are about fourteen drops in this small bottle, and there are fourteen knuckles on one of the people's hands. ”

"Then let's leave it at that! Every time I break one of your fingers, I drop a drop of sharpening water onto this table. As long as you can't hold on, you tell me out loud. And then what...... I poured all the remaining shaved water on her. ”

"In that case, her fate is entirely in your hands. If you don't want her to be hurt, you'll have to pay a price. Would you like to accept my proposal?"

As the saying goes, ten fingers are connected to the heart. If Fang Yuan's previous physical attributes might have been better, but now he was no different from an ordinary mortal. Breaking the joints on his fingers stiffly, the heart-piercing pain is not an exaggeration to say that it will kill him.

At this moment, Wen Fei's mood is really a little complicated. She was afraid that the small bottle of Sharpening Spirit Water would drip on her body, but she also knew that Fang Yuan at the moment couldn't bear that kind of pain at all.

And if Fang Yuan was allowed to suffer this pain for his own sake, Wen Yuan's heart would really be unhappy. What's more, in that case, she doesn't know how to explain to Zhang Zhiyi.

However, just when Wen Fei was struggling in her heart, Fang Yuan opened her mouth and asked, "What do you say?"

Chen Qingquan immediately smiled and said: "You can rest assured of this, I am also a director of one party, and I can't do such a thing as breaking my promise." ”

After getting Chen Qingquan's affirmative answer, Fang Yuan glanced at Wen Fei opposite. As a man, how could he bear to let a little girl suffer like this?

So he smiled slightly at Wen Fei, and then opened the five fingers of his left hand and said, "Then...... Do it. ”

A light flashed in Chen Qingquan's eyes, and his fingers tapped lightly on Fang Yuan's knuckles, and he carefully examined them as if he were buying livestock to see the condition.

"You're a thick knuckle, but it's a little too short. ”

After that, Chen Qingquan took out a pair of pliers out of nowhere, played with them casually in his hand, and then said, "Hmm...... This one should be just right. Your current physical condition is at the level of an ordinary mortal, and you can clean up with this most basic repair tool...... Enough is enough. ”

When Chen Qingquan clamped the first knuckle on Fang Yuan's index finger with pliers, Wen Yuan woke up from her hesitant and tangled heart. She was about to open her mouth to stop it, but the pliers in Chen Qingquan's hand were one step faster than her.

With the click of a hard object breaking, the first bone joint on Fang Yuan's left index finger was folded over, and the nail cover was already tightly attached to the position of the interphalangeal joint.

At this moment, Fang Yuan's physical fitness was not much different from that of mortals, and the severe pain made him almost lose his breath. But he still gritted his teeth, and the gurgling sound kept lingering in his brain, and he didn't even make a small muffled grunt.

When his gaze swept over Wen Fei's big eyes, which had become watery, he forced out a smile. Seeing that Chen Qingquan really dripped a drop of the liquid in the small bottle, Fang Yuan's smile suddenly became hearty.

"Fuck! this deal, it's worth it! Come on!

Chen Qingquan smiled when he heard this, and then used the pliers in his hand to clamp the knuckle that had just been broken and the knuckle in the middle together.

There was another click, and the three knuckles on Fang Yuan's left index finger were all stacked together. From the side, it looks like a small dessert called a Swiss roll.

Looking at Fang Yuan again, a slight bloodshot was already oozing from between his teeth, and his eyes had become red. But Rao was like this, but he still didn't make the slightest sound.

A drop of liquid was dripped out of the small medicine bottle by Chen Qingquan again, and with a bang, it was like an earth-shattering thunderbolt that struck Wen Fei's heart, and she trembled all over.

"Don't ...... Stop torturing him! I beg you! I beg you!"

Chen Qingquan glanced at Wen Fei in a little surprise, pushed his glasses and said, "He's just a wanted criminal, even if I go a little too far with him, it seems that no one from the Northeast Branch will say anything, right?"

Wen Fei's mood seemed to be a little broken, and she shouted loudly: "But he didn't do anything at all! What did he do wrong? What did we do wrong?"

"What about the kids back then?"

Chen Qingquan's face finally lost his smile, and he asked in a low voice, "What the hell are they...... What did you do wrong?"

Although she was born in a family, Wen Fei is still young. She only knew that there were some old things between the Central China Branch and the Northeast Branch, but she didn't know what had happened in them.

But she understands that everything Chen Qingquan is doing now has only one purpose, and that is to take revenge for personal gain.

At this time, Fang Yuan had already breathed a sigh of relief again, and he smiled at Chen Qingquan and said, "Old thing, hold on, Lao Tzu still has to hurry! Come again!"

A cold light flashed over Chen Qingquan's eyes, but a smile appeared on his face again, and he said softly, "Then ...... As you wish!"

This time, Chen Qingquan did not make a quick decision like just now, but deliberately slowed down. Little by little, he twisted Fang Yuan's knuckles back, and he didn't know how many times more painful it was than the way he had just done.

This kind of torture would inevitably cause a great load on his spirit, and gradually, Fang Yuan's consciousness had already begun to blur.

Chen Qingquan naturally noticed this, so Fang Yuan smiled and said, "You can't faint! If you faint, I can only count you as giving up!"

That's right, in this situation, maybe passing out may be the best option. But Fang Yuan had a belief in his heart that made him insist on holding on and not wanting to close his eyes, that is, he would never let Wen Yuan get hurt in front of him!

What happened was no longer the struggle between him and Chen Qingquan, but the game between his body and his spirit.

At this moment, Fang Yuan's four fingers had been completely abolished. In other words, Chen Qingquan only had the last operable little finger left, and the last three waves of the wave of pain remained.

The darkness before dawn is often the coldest and most chilly. Fang Yuan's spirit was already in a trance to the extreme, and at this moment, he even longed for that heart-piercing pain to come quickly, because only in this way could he ensure that he would not fall asleep.

However, just as Chen Qingquan's pliers pressed against the nail of his little thumb, the floodgates of this room were opened again.

A hearty and loud voice suddenly sounded: "I have long heard that Director Chen has a hobby of collecting, but I didn't expect that there are already so many collections!