Han Xiaolin took a look and immediately said that she would go in with Qin Fan.
Han Xiaolin was worried that if Qin Fan went in alone, it would be difficult to deal with if something happened.
Qin Fan waved his hand and said no, he can just go in alone!
"Open the door," Qin Fan said to a policeman next to him.
The policeman subconsciously looked at Han Xiaolin, and with Han Xiaolin's consent, he pressed the button. The interrogation room door opened, and Qin Fan was about to walk in.
As a result, Han Xiaolin grabbed Qin Fan at this time, took out a gun from her waist and handed it to Qin Fan, saying: "Xiaofan, use this to defend yourself."
Qin Fan took one look at the gun, shook his head and pushed it back with a smile, saying: "There is no need for this thing. If he dares to take action, I will kill him directly."
Immediately he walked directly in.
At this moment, the ancient warrior's mood was not calm yet, when he saw someone coming in.
He was about to get angry, but it turned out to be Qin Fan. He looked stunned, but then his mood became even more furious.
"Qin Fan, I've been waiting for you for a long time. Let me go and let's have a fight!" the ancient warrior said angrily at Qin Fan.
"A fight?" Qin Fan smiled.
Walking up to him, he looked at the ancient warrior with bulging veins. His whole body was exuding true energy and his hair was disheveled, like a devil from hell.
"You want to fight with me?" Qin Fan asked.
"Yes, do you dare Qin Fan!" the ancient warrior said angrily.
Qin Fan shook his head. He suddenly raised his hand and gave the ancient warrior a slap in the face and cursed: "Just because you want to fight me, you are not qualified!"
At this time, the ancient warrior was stunned and glared at Qin Fan, "You dare to hit me?"
Qin Fan smiled and said: "Damn it, you're such a piece of trash, why don't you dare?"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and slapped the opponent twice. Qin Fan kicked the opponent directly. With a bang, the ancient warrior and the stool fell to the ground.
Outside the interrogation room, Han Xiaolin and Song Bingwen looked a little surprised.
Song Bingwen shook his head and smiled bitterly and said: My brother is really different, he dares to fight anyone!
Han Xiaolin also felt a little emotional. She had just experienced being almost killed by these ancient warriors two days ago, but Qin Fan was still so domineering.
At this moment, in the interrogation room, Qin Fan raised his feet and patted the soles of his shoes. He walked directly to the ancient warrior.
Seeing the angry look of the other party, Qin Fan shook his head and said: "Tell me, where are Zhao Tianhu and the others now? If you tell me, I won't hit you, but if you still do this, I won't be polite."
The ancient warrior gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Qin Fan, don't even think about asking anything from me, I won't tell you!"
"Really?" Qin Fan smiled and said, "Then I want to see how tough your mouth is."
He turned his head and pointed outside and said, "I'm not like them. They can't do anything to you because they can't use punishment, but I can use it."
The ancient warrior snorted and glared at Qin Fan, saying, "I'm not afraid!"
"You're not afraid, are you?" Qin Fan said with a smile, "That's okay, don't regret it!" Qin Fan's face suddenly darkened as he said that.
He suddenly stretched out his hand, and a majestic spiritual energy emitted from Qin Fan's palm, and slapped the opponent's face directly with his palm.
With a scream, the ancient warrior's head suddenly hit the ground, but Qin Fan did not stop.
Walking up to him, he put his hand on the other person's head and slammed it into the ground.
The loud bang bang bang sound could be heard by people outside the interrogation room, and everyone trembled when they heard it.
They felt pain when they saw Qin Fan banging his head on the cement floor.
The sound of bang bang bang kept ringing.
After seven or eight blows, blood came out of the ancient warrior's head, but Qin Fan did not show any mercy.
Hearing the other party's muffled sound, he kept banging.
After there was a pool of blood on the ground, the ancient warrior couldn't bear it anymore. He kept begging for mercy: "I...I was wrong, don't fight."
"Wrong?" Qin Fan stopped.
He glared at the other party and sneered: "I asked you just now, you were still pretending to be cool in front of me, now it's too late!"
As he spoke, Qin Fan banged the ground hard again until the ancient warrior almost ran out of breath. Han Xiaolin and others pushed the door in, and Qin Fan stopped!
"Xiaofan, stop fighting, what if you beat him to death!" Han Xiaolin said.
Qin Fan looked at the ancient warrior lying on the ground. He shook his head and said, "If you are dead, you are dead. Even if he is dead, I can still find out where they are!"
In fact, what he really cares about is not where Zhao Tianhu and the others are hiding now.
But Qin Fan really wants to know, apart from the little green dragon inside, this spiritual gourd has something more powerful.
Why do so many ancient warriors rush towards this spiritual gourd after coming out of the mountain?
Han Xiaolin didn't say anything. In fact, she could understand Qin Fan. He had hated these ancient warriors since he had been attacked frequently these few times!
He ordered someone to help the ancient warrior up with his chair. Han Xiaolin sat opposite and said, "You can speak now."
Qin Fan stepped forward and said: "I'm warning you, if you dare to lie to any of us, I will kill you with a knife!"
"No... I don't dare anymore," the ancient warrior was extremely weak and his face was covered in blood.
"Okay," Qin Fan nodded, and then he said to Han Xiaolin: "Then you will examine it, I will go out first."
Han Xiaolin nodded. After Qin Fan left, Song Bingwen hurriedly stepped forward and smiled at Qin Fan: "Brother, I really convinced you. I don't think anyone can stand your methods."
Just now Qin Fan pressed his head against the ground and almost killed the ancient warrior.
Qin Fan snorted, but actually he hadn't used a more ruthless method.
Qin Fan immediately waved his hand and smiled bitterly: "Brother Wen, this is actually not difficult. If you really want him to confess, then use all your strength!"
Sitting outside the interrogation room, watching Han Xiaolin and the others interrogating the ancient warrior, they came out after twenty minutes.
How's it going? You've already said everything? Song Bingwen hurriedly stepped forward and asked.
Han Xiaolin handed the record book in her hand to the other party. She sat down and took a sip of water before nodding and saying: "He has done everything he needs to do. This is where they hid before."
As she spoke, Han Xiaolin tapped one of the lines with her fingers.
When Song Bingwen saw it, he was shocked and said: "They live on the mountainside of Qinling Mountains? Is it true? How did they get up there?"
Han Xiaolin was also a little surprised. She shook her head and said: "These people are not ordinary people. I think it is not surprising that they live halfway up the mountain."
As she spoke, she looked at Qin Fan, as if she wanted to get Qin Fan's approval, but Qin Fan didn't speak.
Turning to look at the dying ancient warrior, he actually wanted to ask about the true function of the spirit gourd, but thinking that there were too many people here, Qin Fan stopped asking.
At this time, Han Xiaolin sat down and said: "Let's take action in the next two days, and then we will kill all those ancient warriors!"
"Okay," Song Bingwen nodded in agreement.
Regarding these ancient warriors, he actually has a headache. Now that the matter of those with awakened powers has not been finished, another ancient warrior appears.
Qin Fan did not interrupt, but stared at the ancient warrior in the interrogation room.
At this time, Shen Yao called. Qin Fan answered the phone and asked, "What's wrong with Yaoyao?"
As soon as Shen Yao finished speaking, Qin Fan's expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly said: "Wait, don't go out, I'll come over now!"