Luoyang held the Nepali saber in his hand, and after a while he began to interrogate: "What's your name?"
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Before the gunman could spit out the spit, Baili Jianjia swayed and hit the gunman on the bridge of his nose with the hilt of his sword.
There was a crisp sound, and the gunman's nose was broken and his nose was bleeding profusely.
Luoyang said: "Brother, why are you doing this? As long as you cooperate, I will let you live."
The gunman jabbered something, which seemed to be in Burmese, and I couldn't understand it, but with the movement of his head shaking, I could guess the general meaning.
Luoyang frowned: "You said you don't understand?"
The gunman nodded.
Luoyang suddenly hit one of the gunman's eyes with his fist: "I said you didn't understand, and you actually nodded. Doesn't that mean you understood?"
The gunman looked confused, his nosebleed had not stopped, and one of his eyes was swollen, but the physical damage was not as severe as the mental damage.
Baili Jianjia burst out laughing.
Luoyang glanced at her speechlessly. He was creating a tense and terrifying interrogation atmosphere, and the atmosphere changed when she smiled.
Baili Jianjia smiled and said, "Don't worry about me, I'll judge you."
Luoyang didn't speak to her. He looked away and looked at the gunman with a bruised face and a bruised face: "Don't pretend you don't understand. The common language in northern Myanmar is Chinese, and the money used is soft money. Why are you pretending to me? I
My patience is limited, if you don't cooperate, I will let the evil spirit just kill you, and you will never be reincarnated."
A trace of fear flashed in the gunman's eyes.
The ancient society believed in reincarnation, which can be achieved through nine lives. 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 the soul has been killed and cannot be reincarnated, then it is better than killing
They are still terrible.
"Is Shashengtang in the cave? Answer me!" Luoyang scolded.
The gunman opened his mouth and suddenly bit down.
Baili Jianjia exclaimed: "No! He has taken poison!"
She reached out and pinched the gunman's chin, but before she could see what kind of poison it was, the gunman started foaming at his mouth.
"It's hopeless." Baili Jianjia sighed, "The poison is 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. He was really dead.
"Let's go and find a way to get a boat in." Baili Jianjia said.
"I'll try to save him." Luoyang pressed one hand on the gunman's stomach and the other on the gunman's heart. The two spiritual powers impacted the gunman's heart and stomach.
Baili Jianjia said: "It's useless. Although you are a miracle doctor, he took a strong poison like cyanide. There is no antidote at all. You can't save him."
Luoyang didn't reply and continued to press the gunman's heart and stomach, causing spiritual shock.
Baili Jianjia frowned and said, "Why don't you believe me? If you really save him, I will fry fish for you with my palm heart."
But before she could finish her words, the gunman suddenly opened his mouth and a ball of vomit came out. His stopped breathing revived, and his chest visibly rose and fell.
Baili Jianjia was stunned.
Only then did Luoyang speak: "When you go back, remember to fry the fish for me with your hands. Fry it a little longer and add more chili powder."
Baili Jianjia: "..."
The gunman opened his eyes. He probably thought he had arrived in hell. At first, his eyes were filled with nervousness and novelty, but soon he saw Luoyang and Baili Jianjia, and he was completely stunned.
Luoyang smiled: "Brother, how can you die without my consent? Even if you die, I will bring you back from hell. It will not work if you don't answer my questions. Moreover, I just told you
I said, I will use evil spirits to kill you so that you will never be reincarnated, and I will do what I said."
The gunman's face showed an expression that he was about to cry. I'm afraid only he knew how strong the fear and depression in his heart was. It's true, people who wanted to die so much that they committed suicide by taking poison, how could you bring someone out of hell?
Pull me back, the devil is not as scary as you!
The smile on Luoyang's face disappeared, and his voice turned cold: "Tell me where Sesshoutang is!"
The gunman finally spoke: "Go in from the river, about five hundred meters away, and you will see the mountain. It is in the center of the underground lake. The Sesshou Hall is on that mountain."
"How many people are there?" Luoyang asked.
"There are more than a hundred guards like me, and I don't know the disciples in the Sesshoudo Hall." The gunman said.
Luoyang said: "You can estimate it and give a rough number."
The gunman thought for a moment: "I guess it's forty or fifty."
"Who is in charge inside?" Luoyang asked.
"Sir Nabob," said the gunner.
Luoyang said: "What kind of person is he? Describe him to me."
The gunman said: "He is a British man. He has a knighthood conferred by the British royal family. He always wears a black robe and a hood. When we meet him, we have to kneel down and dare not look at him. Once I secretly
I glanced at him and saw that he had a white mask on his face, which was very scary."
Luoyang remembered these characteristics and was a little puzzled. The ancient society was created by Chi You. The people he came into contact with, whether it was the Holy Spirit Temple or the Jiuli tribe, were all Chinese. Why did an English knight appear? Could it be that
Will ancient times be in line with the world?
"During the day, you sent out dozens of people to the village where people died. Do you know about this?" Luoyang asked again.
"You...I tell you, you, will you let me live?" The gunman's eyes were full of pleading. 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."
"They are elites personally selected by Sir Nabob. They are led by eighteen disciples of Sesshoudo. I heard that they are going to kill a man named Luoyang. I, I didn't participate in the operation. That's all I know." The gunman was a little nervous.
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"During this period, was there anyone inside who claimed to be Simu?" Luoyang asked.
The gunman shook his head: "I haven't heard of four eyes. Can I go?"
Luoyang said: "You go, escape somewhere else, and don't come back again."
The gunman struggled to his feet and ran away.
There was a flash of cold light, and a sword penetrated the gunman's back and came out from his chest.
Baili Jianjia twisted her wrist and twisted the sword in a circle. The gunman fell to the ground before he even had time to grunt.
"We can't let him go, he will tell the truth." Baili Jianjia said.
Luoyang said: "Actually, even if you don't take action, he won't survive for three minutes. The poison he took is still there, but I suppressed it."
Baili Jianjia: "..."
At this time, a light appeared on the side of the mountain forest.
It was the small sampan that sent people in, and it came back again.