Jawaharlal tried to fool him around, and pretended to be calm and said: "We are the villagers of Assam village, please spare my life, hero, I will never dare to do evil again." ”

Wang Tong kicked Jawaharal over and said, "Fellow villager, you are not honest when you die. Don't tell me that the villagers of Assam are monsters. You are a fierce tiger spirit, a cat spirit, where have the original villagers gone?

Jawaharal's eyes rolled wildly, and he did not speak, thinking that Wang Tong could not do anything about him.

Wang Tong's fingers connected the dots, and he used the Yin and Yang Soul Searching Fingers, and two true qi, one cold and one hot, rushed into Jawaharal's mind, transforming into a bright moon, and the bright moon exuded an extremely cold and cold aura, as if it wanted to freeze everything.

Jawaharal's body began to tremble, curled tightly together, teeth chattering. His eyes were wide open, revealing a look of fear. In his mind, ice kept falling, all the scenery froze, and his memory became sluggish.

His Yuanshen little tiger's range of activity is getting smaller and smaller, and the Yuanshen little tiger has a thick layer of ice on his body, and he is shivering, and his spiritual power and divine sense are constantly being frozen and swallowed by the cold. The little tiger felt that it was getting smaller and smaller, and there was a look of horror in its eyes, and it said, "I said, I said, the great god spares his life!"

Jawaharal looked down and saw that his body was covered with ice armor from the neck down, and if he surrendered a little later, he would probably become an iceman and would not be able to see the sun tomorrow.

Wang Tong wiped his hand and withdrew the yin and yang true qi, and the recovered true qi was in the palm of his hand, turning into a black and red ball, which was dripping and spinning. The ice armor turned into true qi and was sucked into the orb.

Jawaharal said: "The real Jawaharal, I ate it, and then I changed into his form and acted as him. ”

Wang Tong kicked the serrated knife and asked, "What about you?"

He replied with a wince, "My name is Bindra, and I do the same, and I eat the original owner and act by his name." ”

Wang Tong connected his fingers and closed his hearing and dumb, and Bindra was terrified, thinking that he was going to be tortured. After a few seconds, he saw no pain, and he opened his mouth to speak, but he could not hear the sound and did not feel the vibration of his vocal cords. His face fell again.

Wang Tong said to Jawaharal: "Tell me honestly, what is the purpose of your blending in with the human race? What organization do you belong to? If you say anything untruthful, it will make you miserable!"

Jawaharal's eyes rolled and he bowed his head and said, "We just think that human society is too good, with all kinds of delicious food, rich activities, beautiful music, all kinds of fun and interesting games, all kinds of luxurious clothes, ....... It turned out that he stayed in the deep mountains and drank blood, and he had never seen such a good flower world, so he just wanted to see more. We don't have any organization, we're just scattered monsters who love human culture. ”

Wang Tong stepped on the bone of his left foot, and he let out a terrible howl, and tears flowed out of his eyes.

Wang Daodao: "It seems that I stopped too quickly at the beginning, and I actually made you forget the taste of pain, and you lied again." ”

Wang Tong slapped his right hand and slapped the red and black balls into his mind. A bright moon rose in his mind, and everything turned into ice in an instant, and many of the divine consciousness and spiritual power of the little tiger of the primordial god were deprived and frozen into pure aura particles, which were absorbed into the bright moon. The bright moon gradually brightened, and the little tiger of the Yuan Shen felt that it was falling into an ice cave, getting colder and colder. This is a kind of coldness from the heart, it feels that its spiritual power, divine consciousness, and true qi are being lost, the vitality of life is weakening, and the essence and blood are being consumed. If it goes on like this, it won't be long before you will be reduced to pieces and disappear and die. Its eyes were filled with despair and fear. It shouted, "I surrender!" I will be honest, please stop it sooner!"

Wang Tong ignored him and taught him a good lesson. Jawaharal's body began to freeze and in the blink of an eye, he turned into an iceman.

Seeing the tragic situation of Jawaharal, Bindra couldn't help but curl up on his body, as if this would alleviate his fear.

More than a foot of ice formed on Jawaharal's body, and then the ice began to disappear inward. In his mind, the little tiger shrunk in a circle, covered in thick ice armor, and was trembling. Mingyue began to absorb ice crystals and energy particles, and the ice armor on its body began to thin and fall off. There was a glimmer of hope in the eyes of the little tiger of the Yuan God, and he finally survived. Soon, all the ice crystals and aura particles in his mind were absorbed, and the bright moon began to emit a warm light, turning from a bright moon to a rising sun. The little tiger of the Yuan God was moved to shed tears of spiritual energy, thinking: That great god is gracious, is he going to end my punishment?

As soon as the thought fell, the rising sun turned into a scorching sun, and a burst of heat rose in his mind, and all the scenery seemed to be distorted by heat. In the scorching sun, a flood of flames fell from the sky, like a meteor in the sky. All the ground began to burn, and the little tiger felt the pain of soul burning, as if it had been put into an alchemy furnace for refining.

The little tiger began to run in his mind, trying to avoid the flames of the scorching sun, but the flames were like rain, and the ground was burning, and soon it had nowhere to hide. Burned black by the flames, the body was burned by flames, and the spiritual power, divine consciousness, and true qi turned into spiritual energy particles at a faster speed, which were absorbed by the scorching sun in the sky, and then turned into new flames and fell.

What made it even more painful was that it felt that the essence and blood in its whole body were flamed into raw materials, and it was also burning. If he continues like this, it won't be long before he will run out of essence and blood, and he will become a human skin skeleton.

It wailed loudly, weeping bitterly and said, "God spare my life! I was wrong! Please give me another chance, I will tell it all, and I dare not hide it!"

Wisps of green smoke appeared on Jawaharal's body, and Wang Tong said to Lin Chuchu: "Chuchu, you go behind the tree to avoid it, and wait until I call you to come out, so that his clothes will not burn clean and stain your eyes." ”

Lin Chuchu said, "Okay!" Hidden behind a big tree in the distance.

With a bang, Jawaharal's clothes and sitting dead leaves began to burn, and Wang Tong drew a quarantine circle with true qi. His hair also burned, emitting a smell of burnt protein.

Wang Tong flicked his fingers, causing a strong wind to blow away the unpleasant smell.

Jawaharal's body began to thin down, gradually changing from a strong man to a skinny bald head.

Wang Tong saw that the fire was almost over, so he held the five fingers of his right hand slightly, and the void became a grasp, pulling out the scorching sun that the Yin and Yang True Qi had evolved from his mind. The scorching sun turned into a fiery red bead, which dripped, swirled in Wang Tong's palm, and quickly absorbed the yin and yang true qi and aura particles in Jawaharal's body. If he continues to refine it, he will hurt the soul origin (that is, the spiritual core) in his primordial spirit, and it will be a little troublesome to drive him crazy, and then he will have to interrogate the information.

Jawaharalar panted like a cow, bowed his head and knelt on the ground and said, "Great God, please ask, the little one must know everything and say everything." ”

Wang Daodao: "Why bother? You're a! What organization do you belong to, and what are you here for?"

"I am the leader of the LTTE, and I have been ordered to control the Liu gangsters in several nearby villages. I usually do some places to take care of KTV, bars, mahjong parlors, tea houses, hotels, etc., and do some dirty work such as killing (sha) people, fighting, collecting debts, and tracking. ”

Wang Daodao: "What is the name of your gang leader, what is the name of your direct superior, and how do you usually contact him?"

Jawaharlal said: "Our gang leader's nickname is the White Tiger God, and I don't know what his name is. My superior is also a tiger demon, named Hu Lou Luo, at the end of each month, when the moon tribute is handed over, he will hand over to us in the eight private rooms on the second floor of the Hongyun Teahouse. ”

Wang Tong threw out a set of Yindu clothes and said to him: "Put on your clothes, if I find that what you say is false, then you can go to see the Buddha!"

Jawaharal got dressed, kowtowed and thanked him: "Thank you, God, I will never dare to deceive!"

Wang Tong clicked his fingers a few times, sealing Jawaharal's hearing and dumb acupoint. Then he gave a few more taps on Bindra's body, unlocking his hearing and dumb.

Wang Tong shouted: "Chu Chu, you can come back." ”

Lin Chuchu ran back again.

Bindra felt her hearing and voice return to her body, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, if she couldn't say that she couldn't listen, it would be really miserable, lonely and cold!

Wang Tong then inquired about Bindra again, and when Bindra saw the tragic situation of Jawaharal, he naturally did not dare to resist stubbornly, and honestly explained everything! What he said was basically the same as that of Jawaharal, but it was less than Jawaharal.

Wang Tong turned around and gave Lian Jawaharal a few strokes to unlock his hearing and dumb holes.

Wang Tong pressed his palm on Jawaharal's head, and using the control method in the "Rhythm of the Beast Heart Sutra", he extracted a soul origin from his little tiger of the primordial gods, and formed a ring with ancient characters on its neck, which could change with the size of the little tiger of the primordial gods, and was tightly locked around its neck. A soul origin of Jawaharal was permanently sealed in the ring, which was equivalent to implanting a backdoor controller on his primordial spirit, and Wang Tong had the highest authority to control Jawaharal's body!

Then Wang Tong cast the same spell, pressing Bindra's head, and cast the same spell.

Jawaharlal and Bindra, like frightened quails, looked at each other, knowing that their lives were in the hands of those in front of them. Kowtowed to the ground together and said, "The little one sees the master!"

Wang Daodao: "You are so sinful that I cannot take you as a servant! If you behave well, I can give you a painless death!"

Their faces turned pale, and their eyes were full of despair and remorse! They suddenly understood their fate, that they were going to lose, but how they would die?

Their lips moved slightly, and they wanted to say something, but they didn't say it in the end, and those who came out to mix it up had to be paid back after all.

Wang Tong asked, "Do you still have any subordinates in the gang?"

Jawaharal replied respectfully, "We have more than thirty men in the town, all of whom are helping to guard the field. They are all idle ruffians, hooligans, scoundrels, and thugs. This time, I brought people to Assam Village to collect routine loans, and I blamed the dog-headed military master for saying that you are from Middle-earth, and you must have money on you. We were blinded by greed, and it was only then that we had the idea to kill the two great gods. Please forgive us for our sin of ignorance!"

Wang Daodao: "After you go back, you will recruit eight more subordinates, and the two of us will be your newly recruited subordinates." If someone asks where the original person has gone, you say that the Rush Demon Beast is dead. ”

Jawaharal trembled with fright and said, "Little one, obey!"

Wang Daodao: "Let's go back to town! You two lead the way in front, don't play tricks, otherwise you will know the consequences." The two of us are called Dimabu and Silki. Remember, don't forget. ”

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Wang Daodao: "There are a few days left until the end of the month, have you paid the monthly payment this month?"

Jawaharal said: "No! We want to collect a few more routine loans and turn them in in the hope of getting praise!"

Wang Daodao: "Very good! After you go back, you can do what you usually do? Don't suddenly change your nature and let people see the flaws! As long as you don't kill people, we won't care about the rest." ”

"Small, obey!"

"Small, obey!"