After listening to Fang Xiaoyu's words, a look of frustration flashed across Mr. Zhutian's face. He quickly lowered his head again, thought for a long time, and then replied: "How do you want me to cooperate?"
"Who ordered you to destroy our dragon vein?" Fang Xiaoyu asked coldly.
"Yes..." Mr. Takeda rolled his eyes and sighed leisurely: "It was under the orders of our Dragon Slayer Team."
"Really? What kind of organization is the Dragon Slayer Group?" Fang Xiaoyu grabbed this guy's collar and stared into his eyes.
"It's... it's a non-governmental organization. Our leader is a wealthy Japanese businessman. He was defrauded when doing business in Yancheng in the early years and suffered heavy losses. The people who deceived him live in the middle of Longtan Mountain, so he
He thought of revenge. But killing is illegal. And his enemies had so many bodyguards, so it was difficult to kill them. So, he thought of revenge by cutting off the dragon's veins. Once the dragon's veins were cut off, the rich man who had deceived him would be killed.
You will slowly become poor, or even get sick..."
Takeda-kun replied with a serious face, and it looked like he was telling the truth. In fact, Fang Xiaoyu had already seen from this guy's eyes that he was lying.
Takeda-kun's eyes were distracted and his complexion at the palace of fate was messy. It was obvious that his heart was changeable at this moment and he was obviously making up a story.
"You bastard, it seems you won't tell the truth if I don't give you a little harsh treatment." Fang Xiaoyu gritted his teeth, and immediately took out three silver needles from the fabric bag, waved them in front of Mr. Zhutian and said: "
If you don't tell the truth, I will kill your soul. Tell me, what does your organization do? What is its name?"
"Haha! Boy, it's useless. Even if you beat me to death, I won't betray our organization." Zhutian Jun said to Fang Xiaoyu with a proud look on his face: "Kill me! If I die, you guys will say
Not sure. Haha!”
"Okay! I will kill your soul now." Fang Xiaoyu gritted his teeth and shouted: "The Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate - the Soul-Leaving Needle."
After saying that, the needle was inserted, and soon a transparent human soul was separated from Takeda-kun's body. Everyone was surprised when they saw it.
"Oh my god! What a ghost!" The girl from before was so frightened that she leaned over to Yu Qiantong who was standing aside.
Several workers were also frightened and stepped back one by one.
Fang Xiaoyu pinched the silver needle in his hand again and asked Zhutian Jun's human soul: "Why are you trying to cut off our dragon veins? Who is behind it?"
After being shouted at by Fang Xiaoyu, Zhutian Jun's human soul smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Behead me! Behead my soul and I will be free."
"It's not that easy to die." Fang Xiaoyu put away the silver needle.
The human soul returned to Takeda-kun again.
He said to Fang Xiaoyu with a proud look on his face: "Boy, why don't you kill my soul. I don't want to live anymore."
"It's easy to die if you want to." Fang Xiaoyu smiled coldly, turned his palm, and a ball of flame suddenly appeared, burning towards Mr. Zhutian's face.
"Ah, no……"
Takeda-kun instinctively turned to the side, his face turned pale with fright.
Fang Xiaoyu took Lei Yan back again and said coldly: "I have ten thousand ways to torture people."
Suddenly, Mr. Takeda laughed wildly with pride: "Don't you just want to force me to say it? OK, I'll cut off my tongue."
As he said this, the guy bit down hard, and soon a mouthful of blood oozed from his mouth.
"Ah..." Mr. Takeda, who was already injured, screamed in pain, but soon, a proud smile appeared on his face again. That expression seemed to tell Fang Xiaoyu that there is nothing you can do against me.
"You bastard, don't think that you will be fine just because you bite off your tongue." Fang Xiaoyu said with a smile: "You still have hands, I will force you to write it out."
Upon hearing this, a trace of sadness flashed across Mr. Takeda's face. His eyes widened, he shook his head at Fang Xiaoyu, and immediately took out a sharp short knife from his pocket.
This guy chopped off his own hand with one knife.
That swift movement made Fang Xiaoyu stunned.
"You bastard, you are so cruel and brave, you should even chop off your other hand!" Fang Xiaoyu cursed angrily.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Takeda-kun sneer and nod his head, standing the dagger horizontally in the mud puddle. Suddenly, he saw this guy throw up his hand and smashed the bright dagger down.
"Sudden!" There was a sound, and his hand fell on the short knife, broke into two halves, and fell down. The bright red blood dyed the mud on the ground red.
Fang Xiaoyu did not expect that Lord Zhutian's palm would fall so quickly and with such great force, beyond his expectation.
It can be seen that this guy has undergone strict training, otherwise he would not have such mental quality and amazing strength.
Seeing this tragic scene, Fang Xiaoyu had no choice but to shake his head helplessly.
When he looked at Takeda-kun again, he saw that this guy was smiling. His expression was still proud.
At this time, a worker shouted loudly: "No, this little Japanese must be trying to frame us. He will bleed to death. The police will definitely think that we killed him."
"His uncle! It turns out he wants to get involved!" Fang Xiaoyu sneered: "Don't think that just because you want to die, you can really die. If you want to die, you have to die with the infamy on your back. You imprisoned the girl,
How can you be so cheap if you hurt my dragon vein? What a beautiful thought!"
Fang Xiaoyu took out the styptic powder from the Fabric bag and sprinkled it on Takeda-kun's two broken arms and tongue.
Takeda-kun just made a "hmm" sound and kept waving his broken arm. Obviously he didn't want Fang Xiaoyu to save him.
But his hand was also broken, and his tongue was also broken. There was nothing he could do about Fang Xiaoyu's "enthusiastic help".
At this moment, his heart was filled with regret.
Zhutian-kun originally wanted to die. Because by dying, not only would he be free, but he would also be able to frame Fang Xiaoyu.
But now it seems that all plans have come to nothing. When I return to Japan, I will still have to bear the infamy. These are not serious. What is even worse is that now my hand is broken, my legs are gone, and my tongue is also gone.
Bite it off. Living like a meat ball, what’s the point?
Endless tears were flowing freely on Takeda-kun's face.
The cold mountain wind passed over his face like a knife. At this moment, he felt pain everywhere, including pain in his hands, feet, and even more pain in his heart.
Only he himself understands the feeling of life being worse than death.
"Look, the police and ambulance are coming." A worker shouted.
Everyone looked towards the entrance of the farm and saw two police cars and an ambulance parked not far ahead. Then the doctor and the police entered Longzhuang together.
"Will the police then think that it was us who made the Japanese do this?" the girl asked worriedly.
"I'm afraid of wool. We all saw it. This guy got it on his own and bit his tongue." A worker said proudly: "I even took pictures here. The evidence is all there! It's all like this.
The bastard did it himself. I also took the video of Takeda-kun killing Nakajima-kun. This bastard can’t escape."
Suddenly, there was a sound of "Uh-huh" coming from behind. Everyone looked back and saw Mr. Takeda holding his head high. He wanted to shout, but couldn't. He was so anxious that his face turned red and his neck was thick. (To be continued)