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Several people were shocked when they saw this scene in front of them. They didn't expect that this young man who looked weak and weak could actually have such a strong cultivation level.
After Zhang Hongwu was shocked, he shouted sternly: "Boy, what are you going to do? Do you still dare to resist the law? Aren't you afraid of being executed by the nine tribes?
Ye Bufan smiled slightly: "If you can help me find the nine tribes, I will thank you for eight generations of ancestors."
What he is most worried about now is how to return to Earth. It's ridiculous that this guy even threatens his relatives.
"Get it for me. If you dare to resist, I'll kill you on the spot!"
Zhang Hongwu shouted loudly, and the policemen behind him immediately pounced on him with their claws and teeth bared.
It's just that these people usually rely on the power of the Tianxun Division to bully ordinary people, but their skills are far inferior. They all fell to the ground after three or two attempts.
Zhang Hongwu himself was a monk in the foundation-building stage, and when he saw that his men were failing, he was ready to take action, but suddenly his chest went numb and the acupuncture points were sealed.
"You...boy, you dare to touch me, have you thought about the consequences? I am the head catcher of the Tianxian Division!"
At this point, he can only hope to scare the other party.
"The consequences? You will know soon."
Ye Bufan smiled jokingly at him, and then his eyes fell on the pile of torture instruments next to him.
"You guys come here, didn't you choose the clamp stick? Let him use it first."
He turned to look at the policemen next to him, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he directly used the Soul Conjuration Technique.
Although his current mental strength has not recovered even one tenth, it is still more than enough to deal with these agents with ordinary cultivation.
"Boy, stop dreaming. How could my men obey your command? Let me go as soon as possible, otherwise you can't afford the consequences..."
Zhang Hongwu was trying his best to intimidate Ye Bufan when he suddenly saw his men walking towards him, holding the sticks they had just prepared in their hands.
"What are you going to do? Are you crazy? I am your captor, I am your commander..."
But no matter how much he shouted, the detectives ignored him at all. One of them even kicked him to the ground and put the clamp on his fingers.
Ye Bufan directly pulled up a chair and sat next to him, then watched all this with great interest. When the detectives were ready, he waved his hand: "Start the torture!"
"You...ah!"
Zhang Hongwu had a look of panic, but before he could finish shouting, a heartbreaking pain came from his index finger.
"Help, come quickly, come quickly!"
This guy howled like a pig, shouting loudly for help, hoping that someone outside could come to save him.
It's a pity that he thought too much. When he came in, he had already made arrangements and told other people in the Tianxuan Division not to come over no matter what happened here, so that he could be tortured more conveniently.
Because of this, no one would pay attention to him even if he shouted at the top of his lungs. He was completely trapped in a cocoon.
The two guards outside the torture room were sitting there drinking wine. When they heard the faint howls coming from inside, they couldn't help but shake their heads secretly.
"That boy is really unlucky. He offended Zhang Captou because of his bad luck. He is probably in a state of limbo now..."
"It's not that bad. It sounds so miserable when you hear it, your voice has changed..."
"Brother, something doesn't sound right to me. This voice seems to belong to Captain Zhang..."
"How is that possible? Do you still think that it could be Mr. Zhang who is being tortured? Are you crazy? It must be that the kid is in too much pain and his voice has changed since he couldn't bear it..."
"You're right, how could it be Zhang Captou? Come on, let's drink..."
In the torture room, Zhang Hongwu was going crazy. He had tortured people countless times, but he never thought that he would taste this thing today. Life would be worse than death.
He used to take pleasure in inflicting torture on others, but now he couldn't take pleasure in using it on himself. His face was so painful that he even shed tears.
"Okay, you guys, please be gentle."
Hearing Ye Bufan scolding the arresters, Zhang Hongwu felt relieved, but the next words simply made him collapse.
"There are so many torture instruments that have not been used yet, so we can't kill people all at once!"
Then, at Ye Bufan's call, the detectives removed their sticks and replaced them with red-hot soldering irons.
Looking at the smoking red iron, Zhang Hongwu was so frightened that he lost his mind. He wanted to beg for mercy, he wanted to confess, but sadly he found that he had nothing to offer, and they were not interrogating him.
"Little brother, uncle, ancestor, I beg you, please let me go, I will never dare to provoke you again..."
He begged for mercy again and again, and now he no longer had the toughness he had before.
"Don't, this is just the beginning. You have already used so many torture instruments by others. It's right for you to experience them!"
Ye Bufan had a smile on his face, but he had no sympathy for such people. Being kind to evil people is cruel to himself.
At this moment, there was a sizzling sound, and a policeman pressed the iron hard on Zhang Hongwu's chest.
"ah!"
The guy let out another scream like a slaughtering pig, and then fainted, but was soon revived by a policeman who poured cold water on him.
"Please, kill me, kill me quickly..."
Zhang Hongwu never thought that he would have such a day.
In the City Lord's Mansion, the Zhai brothers and sisters came to Zhai Tianfang's bedroom early.
"Father, how are you feeling?"
"It's much better now, but my cultivation has not recovered yet."
After several doses of medication, Zhai Tianfang today is completely different from yesterday. He is rosy-cheeked and energetic. Apart from his cultivation, he is no different from ordinary people.
Zhai Gang said: "Father, that's great. We'll invite Dr. Ye over later. I believe you can be completely cured soon."
Zhai Tianfang nodded: "I never expected that Dr. Ye would have such amazing medical skills at such a young age."
Zhai Lingxiu said: "The key is that I am very good at judging people. I immediately saw that Liu Meiniang is a vixen."
She had been having a bad relationship with her stepmother for so many years, and now that she had finally driven him away, she felt extremely happy.
"Alas!" Zhai Tianfang sighed, but did not continue the topic. He looked at the two siblings and said, "Go and invite Dr. Ye over."
Zhai Lingxiu said bluntly: "No need, we already agreed yesterday that Dr. Ye will come by himself."
"You girl, you are so unreasonable. Do you know what a miracle doctor means?"
Zhai Tianfang glared at his daughter, "It is a great opportunity to meet such a miracle doctor. Our city lord's palace must not lack etiquette."
Zhai Lingxiu stuck out her tongue: "Brother, you stay with father, I'll go ask Doctor Ye."
After saying that, she turned around and walked out of the room.
At Taiping Medical Center, the Su family father and daughter were as anxious as ants on a hot pot.
They have lived in Tianlang City for many years, so they naturally know where the Tianxun Division is and what kind of person Zhang Hongwu is.
From the two people's point of view, Ye Bufan's being taken away was a disaster.
They wanted to help, but as an ordinary doctor, they were completely helpless.
At this moment, there was a burst of chaotic footsteps outside the door, and Zhai Lingxiu walked in with a group of soldiers.
