Zhang Cheng gave a look, and the white man walked over and gave the apostle a slap in the face. The apostle immediately became quiet, but his face was full of ferocity and murderous intent.
As an apostle, he is a high-ranking being even in the church. He has never been humiliated like this. Even if the apostle cannot feel the pain, the humiliation he feels in his heart is more than the pain.
"Zhang Cheng, our Holy Church will not let you go. Everyone around you will die because of you." The apostle said in a low voice and full of rage.
"That's a lot of nonsense, give him another slap in the face." Zhang Cheng ordered, so the apostle received another slap in the face with a snap.
The apostle struggled hard, but found that he could not move. His limbs were not only nailed with nails, but also bound with chains.
In this case, even if he is immortal, he is not much different from ordinary people. In terms of suicide, he is worse than ordinary people. Ordinary people can bite their tongues to commit suicide, but because of his immortal body, they cannot commit suicide.
"Okay, now you have finally learned to be quiet." Zhang Cheng ignored his hateful gaze and continued, "Now let's talk about something valuable, such as Archbishop Trot, what is his current strength?"
"Don't expect to get any news from me." The apostle sneered.
"David, even if you don't say it, you will tell our boss. If you know the truth, you will tell the truth." A young foreigner next to him said.
The apostle turned his eyes and couldn't help but glare when he saw the foreigner. He gritted his teeth and said, "Owen, you betrayer, how dare you betray the Holy Religion and the God of Light. The God of Light will not let you go."
He hated Owen so much.
It was because Irving betrayed them that they fell into a trap and ambush and ended up in this situation. It can be said that he hated Irving more than Zhang Cheng.
"Whether the God of Light will let me go, I don't know. But I know that the boss is much stronger than the illusory God of Light. In front of the boss, the God of Light is just a piece of shit." Owen is also a smart man, always
Thinking of showing his loyalty to Zhang Cheng, he didn't even care about his belief in the God of Light.
"You are so rebellious, how dare you insult the God of Light..." The apostle cursed and cursed.
Owen rushed forward, punching and kicking him. As if to please Zhang Cheng, he even took off his shoes and hit the apostle in the face, which made the apostle roar in anger.
Zhang Cheng waved his hand and stuffed the cloth ball in the apostle's mouth again. Suddenly, the apostle could only make a whining sound.
"Owen, you did a good job." Zhang Cheng knew his intentions. It wasn't that he liked him or that he minded him. He just praised him when he deserved it.
Owen was delighted: "Boss, torture is useless against monsters like the apostles. Their consciousness has been cut off, so they cannot feel any pain. As for coercion and inducement, it is impossible. They are all the most fanatical believers.
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"So, it's impossible to get anything useful from them." Zhang Cheng frowned.
"Not necessarily. If it's you, the boss, then..." Irving didn't say the next words, and Zhang Cheng knew that he was talking about mental control.
Zhang Cheng thought for a while and found this was the only way. As Owen said, for fanatical believers like the apostles, neither soft nor hard tactics were of use, and they could only adopt unconventional methods.
After making a decision, Zhang Cheng asked the others to go out, leaving only Owen and Mark.
Immediately, he stepped forward and came to the apostle.
"Woo!"
The apostle looked at Zhang Cheng, who was very close at hand, and was a little confused. What did he want to do?
Zhang Cheng's eyes suddenly burst out with more than ten centimeters of golden light. The brilliance was so brilliant that the apostle was startled. Then, golden light was reflected in his eyes. His face was startled, then blank, and his eyes gradually lost their rationality.
Great, useful. Zhang Cheng was overjoyed and asked someone to remove the thing from his mouth again, and asked: "Tell me, Archbishop Tero, what is your current strength?"
"Trotda...ahhhhh!"
The apostle replied stupidly, but after he uttered two words, his core suddenly twitched. Even though he couldn't feel the pain, he couldn't help but yell with a twisted face.
In an instant, he woke up.
With a muffled groan, Zhang Cheng's mouth bleeds and his face turns pale.
"boss!"
"Cohen!"
Owen changed color.
Mark is worried.
"It's okay, I just suffered a backlash." Zhang Cheng waved his hand, "The Apostle is really not simple. I thought he was seriously injured like this and mentally weak. Unexpectedly, using mental control on him failed, and instead suffered a backlash. It seems
, the person who transformed him is very scary, it is not just a simple transformation."
"The person who transformed is the church's number one scientist, Dr. Kelly. She is a genius among geniuses that even the Pope would recognize." Owen explained.
"That's such a pity." Zhang Cheng regretted, "I can't get any news from him."
"Even so, we have made a lot of money. The apostles themselves are the greatest treasure, aren't they?" Mark said.
"That's right, Mark, I'll leave it to you to study his body for me. If you need anything, just ask." Zhang Cheng ordered that at present, this apostle is the company's most important asset. We must make the best use of it.
Then, they left together.
Owen returned to his residence, and Zhang Cheng and Mark returned to the office.
"Looking at the way you hesitate to speak, you must have something to say to me." Zhang Cheng saw that he had something to say, so he followed him here and sat down.
"Cohen, how are you injured?" Mark hesitated for a moment before asking.
"It's okay, I just need to recover for a day or two. The backlash just now was just a minor injury," Zhang Cheng responded.
"I'm talking about the injury last night, when the apostle exploded. You were at the center of the explosion. Even if you were buried in the ground for a moment, it would still be uncomfortable." Mark said it euphemistically, but he actually expressed what he wanted to say.
"I knew you weren't that easy to deal with. You are always the wisest person among a group of people, and that's what I like to admire most about you, captain." Zhang Cheng smiled and called out his previous title, and Mark was surprised.
, Zhang Cheng’s words are tantamount to direct admission.
"That's right, that's just an explanation for others. Even if you burrow into the ground, you won't be able to survive that kind of explosion. Besides, at that moment, there's no time to burrow into the ground." Zhang Cheng spread his hands.
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"and you?"
Mark was surprised.
"Don't worry, I'm fine. I did suffer some injuries, but those injuries don't bother me now. I just need to rest." Zhang Cheng said while giving each of them a cup of tea.
Mark was not in the mood to drink tea. Instead, his expression became concentrated and he continued to ask: "Cohen, are you really that Cohen?"
"What do you think?" Zhang Cheng asked with a smile.
Mark's heart tightened and he couldn't help but clenched his hands: "Sure enough, you are the Cohen!"