Tonight's pier is dark and windy, with a bit of a strange atmosphere as a murderous night.
At this time, in an inconspicuous corner, a group of burly men were standing, and these people were holding leather whips and whipping a stiff man frantically.
I saw that the man had no ropes on his body, but his body could not move. The whip was whipping wildly. He could only make a "um" sound in his mouth. His eyes were covered with blood, and he looked particularly ferocious.
And this man is nothing else, but the fake Zisha who was caught by Ye Fan before.
"Mmmmm?"
The fake Zisha stared at her eyes and kept making noises in her mouth, as if she was protesting something.
"Bang!"
Another heavy whip hit his back, which immediately made him scream in pain.
"Um!"
The fake Zisha gritted his teeth and made a heavy nasal sound, but this was useless. The strong men were still waving their arms, beating the fake Zisha one after another.
It was like a dull knife cutting flesh. The fake Zisha's skin was quickly damaged, and the bright red blood dyed his entire back red. The strong men had not stopped whipping, but continued to whip each other.
However, at this moment, a Ferrari sports car appeared on the scene.
After a while, a young man walked down the car and saw that the young man looked ordinary, dressed simply, and had thin body, with only his eyes flashing with coldness and coldness.
He was still holding a cigarette in his mouth. Under the smoke, his expression became extremely cold and ferocious, as if he was a devil coming out of hell, making people feel heart-pounding!
This person is nothing else, he is Ye Fan!
"Boss!"
When the Longmen Agent saw Ye Fan coming, he stopped beating and then greeted Ye Fan respectfully.
"Um!"
Ye Fan nodded, then looked at the fake purple evil that was blooming with flesh, and spit out a smoke ring in his mouth, and said calmly: "Brother, how do you feel when you get a whip?"
Hearing Ye Fan's words, the fake Zisha's pupils shrank rapidly, and his eyes were filled with anger.
The fake purple evil spirit was as ugly as pig liver color, and his nose made a sound. Judging from his excited appearance, he seemed to want to scold Ye Fan to death.
"Haha! I forgot that you were sealed by me and couldn't speak! But it's okay, I'll untie the acupoints for you now."
Finished!
Ye Fan once again stabbed the acupuncture point on the throat of the fake Zisha with a silver needle.
Soon, the fake Zisha's mute hole was untied.
"Hmm? Your mom...oh? I... can I talk?"
The fake Zisha was stunned for a moment, then showed an excited look.
Immediately afterwards, this fake Zisha angrily scolded Ye Fan and said, "Ye Fan! Do you think I'll betray the organization if I ask someone to beat me? You're wrong! I'm loyal to Lord Zisha and regard my life as if I were to do it.
Dirt! In my eyes, morality is the most important thing! Do you want me to betray the organization? Dream!"
"hehe!"
At this time, Ye Fan bounced the ashes and said lightly: "The morality of the rivers and lakes? Haha! The true morality of the rivers and lakes is not enough! While I have not really taken the ruthless move, if you honestly explain to Zisha, you must tell me the truth.