Chapter 72: The truth about [Tian Wu Ce]! Cloning?
Cultivation at fifteen points every hour.
good!
It did not disgrace the name of the Six Ghosts of Nanshan.
Li Qingfeng thought like this, but deep down in his heart he was looking forward to Mo Ergou's other five brothers coming to Tianlao to rob him.
Mo Ergou is ranked sixth among the six ghosts of Nanshan. His five brothers must be stronger than this person. The level of sin is not to say higher, but it is about the same. The cultivation benefits they can provide must also be more. .
Moreover, those who can call each other brothers, especially such evil people, must not be very different in strength.
If the difference in strength is too big, they are the master and the slave.
In other words, all the six ghosts in Nanshan are in the Qi Gathering Realm, and there is no possibility of a Mortal Transformation Realm. Even if there are one or two Mortal Transformation Realms, Li Qingfeng thinks that he can easily defeat this group alone.
"Hurry up and rob the prison, and let me, the jailer, see how your brotherhood is stronger than gold."
Li Qingfeng was looking forward to it in his heart.
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The arrest of the Nanshan Six Ghosts Lao Liu was just a small episode. There were many other small episodes like this, and they had no impact on Li Qingfeng.
The next day, after Li Qingfeng got up, he first practiced a set of [Leiji Zhenjue·Cultivation Method] in the house, and felt that the power of thunder contained in the strange runes on his right lung became stronger.
Then he walked out of the room in a happy mood.
Zhang Ting has already bought breakfast: "Brother Feng, here, I bought your favorite Xiao Long Bao."
Li Qingfeng stretched out his hand and rubbed Zhang Ting's head, then took the steamed bun and ate it happily.
"Where's Ding Zheng?"
Zhang Ting: "Ding Zheng has asked for leave."
"oh."
Li Qingfeng didn't care either.
After all, Ding Zheng did not practice martial arts. Yesterday, he punched and kicked Mo Ergoo so many times in extreme anger at the heart-stealing ghost in the Qi Gathering Realm that his fists were so red and swollen that they looked ugly.
It is reasonable to ask for leave today.
Work on time and take over the shift with Xu Laotou.
Not long after sitting in the execution room, Li Qingfeng was ready to go to several other shops to see if there were any new prisoners.
At this time, an old jailer came over and said, "Sir, it's time to interrogate Prisoner No. 71. He hasn't been beaten even once today!"
Prisoner No. 71 was naturally Wu Jin, who was sent to be executed by Evil Slayer Chen Jingnu in person, and who asked Li Qingfeng to beat him three times a day, and asked Li Qingfeng to question him once at least once.
Maybe Chen Jingnu herself doesn’t remember this incident, but who made Chen Jingnu the commander of the Evil Slaying Division?
Even if she forgets it herself, the people below must continue to execute it meticulously.
Li Qingfeng: "Bring Wu Jin out of Cell No. 71."
"yes!"
The old jailer stood up quickly, took the key from Li Qingfeng respectfully, and then ran quickly.
After a while, Wu Jin, who was all messy and with a lot of straw hanging on his body, was pulled into the execution room.
Arriving at the torture chamber,
Li Qingfeng walked in alone, but there was a hint of impatience in his eyes.
Just kill him!
Calling three times a day is still a waste of time and energy.
If there was no requirement to fight three times a day, it wouldn't matter if he kept it, but with this requirement, Li Qingfeng would waste about two hours here every day.
After killing him, there will naturally be no such thing as beating him three times a day.
If we want to kill him, we might as well use Lingchi's torture to vivisect him to study the difference between the internal structure of this guy's body and Qin Wushuang's.
What kind of special existence gives this guy the ability to perfectly reconnect severed fingers?
As the door closes.
Wu Jin smiled softly: "Sir, what instrument of torture will be used today? Tiger bench? Bamboo clamp? Or dripping water? Or something else?"
Li Qingfeng didn't say a word, he just grabbed the fishing net that Qin Wushuang had enjoyed before and put it directly on Wu Jin.
Seeing this big net, Wu Jin hesitated slightly. The look of disdain on his face finally changed and became serious, and there was a trace of undetectable fear in the depths of his eyes.
"Sir! What do you want to know?"
"There's no need for such torture, I'll do it all!"
Li Qingfeng began to think deeply, and what he did in Yihongyuan in the crime video appeared in his mind.
"How can I find Miss Xiaochun?"
Yihongyuan said there is no such person, so it must be the wrong way to ask.
Li Qingfeng subconsciously felt that this little spring girl must be a big fish, maybe a terrifying existence with a sin level as high as nine stars.
While Wu Jin is an insider and is willing to confess, get the relevant information out. In the future, maybe you can find an opportunity to include this mysterious Xiaochun girl in the prison book, and it will become a fruitful experience.
Baby.
Wu Jin paused suddenly, but then he said: "So you want to know this? Hahaha! Who ordered you?"
"A little jailer...hahaha!"
"Who told you about Miss Xiaochun? And who told you that I had seen Miss Xiaochun?"
"I advise you not to wade into this muddy water. Not to mention that you are just a fifth-level cell leader. Even the head of the Security Department would not dare to..."
"ah!"
The sharp knife cut it.
Wu Jin howled miserably.
Li Qingfeng's eyes turned cold.
Sure enough, as he thought, this girl Xiaochun was mysterious and unpredictable.
Actually, even the head of the town defense department didn’t dare to touch this matter?
When things had developed to this point, even if he hadn't been beaten three times a day, Li Qingfeng would still have killed him today.
Otherwise, it is very likely that there are some channels or special abilities that allow this guy to spread the news about today's events, thus causing trouble for himself.
"Since you don't say anything...then continue!"
Cutting one knife after another not only silenced Li Qingfeng, but also made Li Qingfeng curious about whether this guy had such outrageous abilities and would there be anything special after being dissected.
Flesh, blood vessels, meridians, and bones are almost indistinguishable from ordinary people.
Li Qingfeng was slightly confused, could this ability not be the ability of the body, but the ability of the soul?
Immediately, Li Qingfeng cut off Wu Jin's meridians that he had carefully avoided before.
The moment the meridians were cut open, a special place appeared.
When Qin Wushuang's meridians were cut before, white aura came out, but now when Wu Jin's meridians were cut, a strange light came out.
In a flash of dim light, before Li Qingfeng could figure it out, Wu Jin had already kicked off his legs and died.
As he died, all the meridians in his body suddenly disappeared without a trace, and Li Qingfeng could no longer study further.
"Is this death?"
"It's only seven hundred and thirty-two swords!"
"Qin Wushuang endured more than 1,300 cuts back then. Or should we say that as long as his meridians are cut, he will definitely die?"
It was also at this time,
The prison book trembled slightly, and the ancient book locked by a black chain appeared in front of Li Qingfeng's eyes.
As the black chains receded, the prison book automatically opened to the page where Wu Jin was.
The words and images on it gradually faded away.
Li Qingfeng frowned, his face full of confusion.
"Why are there only two lottery chances?"
The lottery opportunities have been verified countless times. As long as they are included in the prison book, the lottery opportunities will be provided after the prisoner dies.
Either he died directly at the hands of Li Qingfeng, thus providing three lottery opportunities, or he did not die at the hands of Li Qingfeng, but only provided one lottery opportunity.
But at this moment, Wu Jin clearly died in the hands of Li Qingfeng, but he was only provided with two lottery opportunities.
"What's going on?"
"Could it be that this guy is not dead?"
Li Qingfeng took a knife and stabbed Wu Jin's heart and head several times, but he still only had two chances to win the lottery.