The interrogation room was different from what Pan Heng had imagined, the windows were bright and clean, a laser fence separated him from the two policemen, Pan Heng sat on a metal chair with special characteristics, his limbs were firmly restrained by alloy cuffs, and there was a laser cage around the chair, which simply regarded him as a flood beast.

The two policemen were fat and thin, the fat policeman took out a scanner and shot a green fluorescence at Pan Heng, and after scanning Pan Heng up and down, he clicked a few times on the touch screen on the desk, and soon a message surfaced.

Soon, the faces of the two changed greatly, they looked up at Pan Heng, then looked down at the computer, and suddenly looked at each other, and then looked at Pan Heng with a trace of jealousy.

"Ahem!" The fat policeman coughed dryly and said sharply: "Pan Heng, you are so bold, but you are just an outcast outside the city, and you dare to murder the F-level staff of the GOD company in the city and attack the third-class citizen Chang Wei, aren't you afraid of federal decrees?"

"Kill whom? I didn't kill anyone!" Pan Heng dealt with these people for the first time, and he didn't know their routines at all, but his years of experience in gangsters told him that he would either admit guilt and suffer less, or die without opening his mouth and be beaten more.

If there is no system in his body, even if the F-class genetic warrior enters the federal prison, it will not be better, but Pan Hengzheng is worried that he will not be able to improve his strength, so as to eliminate the threat of the bomb collar around his neck.

"Smack!"

The fat policeman slapped the table abruptly and scolded: "There are all the human and material evidence, and you still give me a hard mouth, and I don't look at what place this is, an outcast, do you really think you are a warrior?"

"Don't talk nonsense with him, let me clean him up!" the policeman was a little impatient, smiled sadly, pressed a red button, and then twisted it fiercely, turning to the top.

"Crackling!"

A large amount of electric current flashed with dazzling blue light and instantly poured out from the entire metal chair, and under the strong electricity, Pan Heng's whole person kept twitching.

"Ding, detect the damage taken by the shock, the shock resistance is +1+1+1...... the shock resistance is small...... Electric Shock Resistance Great!"

"Oh, it's so itchy, it's so cool, huh, what's the matter, why did you stop, continue, continue?"

The strong electric shock that protruded made Pan Heng almost faint, but with the improvement of electric shock resistance, the electric shock damage immediately turned into electric shock physiotherapy, and a burst of crispy and numb pleasure relaxed his muscles and body, making him almost unable to extricate himself.

But then again, Pan Heng is hanging open, not afraid of electric shock damage, if it is a different person, even if it is an F-level genetic warrior, it will be enough to choke, the two of them are so ruthless, it must be instructed by Chang Wei behind his back.

Fat Cop: "......"

Policeman: "......"

"Don't be crazy about me!" The policeman's face was hideous, and he activated the electric shock button several times in succession, and the intensity was turned on to the maximum each time, but Pan Heng was like a god bathed in thunder, and his mouth made an extremely lewd humming sound, which made the lights of the entire interrogation room flicker on and off, and the policeman stopped panting.

The fat policeman was already dumbfounded, and stammered: "No, it can't be, who are you?"

"it? Why did it stop again, who are you saving electricity? Can't you do it? The whole family can't get up, it's so uncomfortable. Pan Heng scolded and looked at the two of them with a resentful expression.

"What, what to do?" the policeman asked helplessly.

The fat policeman recalled the confession of the warden Fang's boss, and he already believed a little in the identity of the Pan Heng martial artist in his heart, it is said that among these perverts, some martial artists specialize in stimulating muscle cultivation with electric currents, but why don't the martial artist information be displayed on the citizen information?

"Lock it up first!"

"Yes, yes, we have done what we should do, and he will be tentatively suspected of murder, and he will be detained according to the procedure first!"

As soon as the two of them combined, they hurriedly let people take Pan Heng away, and they went to report the news.

Pan Heng sneered in his heart, this group of people checked that they were outcasts, all the formalities were saved, and they were directly interrogated in the federal prison for temporary interrogation, and they were sent directly to the prison without being convicted by the federal court, but they were quite jealous of his ambiguous status as a martial artist, it seems that after being released from prison, they must find a way to test the identity of a junior martial artist first, otherwise everything will be controlled by others, let alone find the water of life and smart metal.

Changing into an orange and yellow federal prison uniform, Pan Heng was escorted by a group of heavily armed prison guards to a rather spacious metal cell.

"9527, get in!"

Pan Heng was smashed into it by the prison guard's brutal butt, and the latter just shook his shoulders and didn't care.

"Bang dang!"

The massive metal cage closed in an instant.

"Turn around, reach out!"

Pan Heng lazily turned around and stretched out his hands, and after the prison guard untied the handcuffs, he scolded a few more viciously before turning to leave.

"Iron Boss, have a chick?"

The fat man with an obscene face rubbed his hands excitedly, and bowed to a bald middle-aged man beside him who was extremely burly and had a god of war mecha tattooed on his upper body.

"Hehe, white and pure, you old ** are blessed tonight. Iron Boss said with a bucket of fat men on his elbow.

"Thank you, Boss, haha!"

The fat man's eyes suddenly lit up, and after looking Pan Heng up and down carefully, he really couldn't hold it back, walked towards Pan Heng with a lewd smile, and stretched out his hand to wipe it off his face.

"Ding, Detect Brokeback Indecent Damage, Resistance +1+1+1......"

Pan Heng: "......"

"Yo, this feels good, it's a pity to kill it directly!" Pan Heng seemed to be stupid, and was actually grabbed by the fat man in the face.

"it!"

reacted, Pan Heng rubbed his face hard, and after a while, he turned red, his stomach churned, and he was extremely nauseous.

"I want your life!"

With a heavy muffled sound, the fat man of hundreds of catties could no longer be restrained by gravity, flying a few meters away, the whole person was firmly embedded in the wall, his chest collapsed out of the pit the size of his face, blood came out of his mouth and nose, and he had no breath, and he was kicked to death by Pan Heng under the rage.

"Goo-dong!"

Tie Boss only felt that his scalp was numb, his back spine was cold, and he knelt on the ground as soon as his legs were weak, and scolded in his heart: "Brother Fang, Brother Fang, who is this so good?"

"Get up for me!"

Carrying a little chicken, he grabbed the iron boss's neck and lifted it up, Pan Heng shouted angrily: "Say, tell me, who asked you to deal with me, don't say that I will abolish you!"

With a flick of one hand, Tie Boss smashed several of his subordinates and slammed them against the wall, before he could land, Pan Heng slammed his fist on Tie Lao's abdomen again, and the latter suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and the pain was unbearable, and he knelt on the ground and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

As soon as Pan Heng turned around, the faces of more than a dozen junior brothers changed greatly, and they knelt on the ground with hula la and begged for mercy loudly: "Boss, spare your life, we don't know anything, we don't know, we really don't know!"

"Oh, then I have to ask you, Iron Boss!"

Boss Tie's pupils shrank suddenly, and he endured the severe pain and discomfort and said, "Boss Panheng, it was arranged by Brother Fang, the warden Brother Fang, and I will find someone to kill you when the wind is released tomorrow morning." ”

"Brother Fang, what does he have to do with Chang Wei?" Pan Heng asked.

Iron Boss spat out a mouthful of blood, wiped his mouth, and was about to answer, when he heard a noisy footstep outside the door, but it was the police who led a group of prison guards to rush over.

After opening the cell, the policeman swept his eyes, immediately his face sank, and he waved his hand and said, "Go, see if you are still alive!"

One of the guards responded and reached out to probe the fat man's snort, which was still embedded in the wall, before turning around and shaking his head at the skinny policeman.

The police officer let out a long breath, and said with a smile: "Pan Heng, in this last days, every human life is precious, the person you killed is our excellent prisoner, and he has already received a commutation, and he was killed by you like this, and the federal decree, the warden, and his family can't get around you." ”

"This person attacked me first, didn't your surveillance see it?" Pan Heng said.

The policeman laughed and said: "Nonsense, if someone touches your face, you kick someone to death, and seriously injure another outstanding prisoner, Iron Fist, you are simply a vicious devil, come here, put him in a heavy prison." ”

"Heavy Prison!"

Iron Fist San raised his head suddenly, his eyes revealing irrepressible fear, and the rest of the prisoners also looked at Pan Heng with sympathy, as if the heavy prison was some kind of Nine Hells.