"What do you mean by that, Mr. Fang?" Wen Yang was slightly taken aback, a look of confusion appearing on his face.
Fang Xiu watched the other party act quietly, a mocking look appearing on his face.
"From deliberately calling out my name in the hotel to try and cause a conflict between me and Chu Feng, to instructing Sun Dehua to come and provoke me, it was all your doing, wasn't it? Your goal was to find a legitimate reason to take me away. It seems that the law enforcement team must be under the jurisdiction of Gui Yan Changshou, which is why you resorted to such methods."
After Fang Xiu pointed it out, the gentle smile on Wen Yang's face slowly faded, replaced by an icy expression.
A cold smile appeared on his lips: "As expected of the man who solved the S-level bizarre incident, I couldn't hide anything from you. But since you know our purpose, why did you still get on the bus? Aren't you just walking into a trap?"
"Oh? Is there some misunderstanding? Why do you overestimate yourselves? With trash like you, why wouldn't I dare to make the trip?"
"Hahaha..." Wen Yang suddenly burst into a cold laugh: "Fang Xiu, it seems that your ability to foresee the future is not omnipotent. If you really saw the future, then you should know that the moment you put on the handcuffs, you will already be meat on a felt board!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Xiu suddenly felt a sharp pain in his wrist. He looked down and saw that there was a mechanism on the handcuffs, from which an extremely thin needle was inserted, injecting an unknown liquid into his body.
After the liquid entered his body, he immediately sensed something was wrong. He couldn't activate his spirituality, and not only that, even his strange powers fell silent.
"Fang Xiu, you can feel it now, right? This is an extremely precious spirit suppressant. Just this little bit is enough to make you an ordinary person for an hour. During this hour, no matter what trump cards you have, you won't be able to cause any trouble."
Faced with Wen Yang's confidence in victory, Fang Xiu shook his head slightly in disappointment: "At first, I had some expectations for Yan Changshou, perhaps he could give me some different surprises, but now seeing your methods, it is truly disappointing."
Using intrigue is not shameful, but using only intrigue is shameful.
"Hmph!" Wen Yang snorted coldly: "I hope you'll still have the courage to say those words when you see Captain Yan."
Before long, the vehicle arrived at a secluded detention facility.
Fang Xiu did not do anything drastic. Instead, he strolled in leisurely, looking nothing like a prisoner but as if he were taking a walk in his own backyard.
He was quickly taken to an interrogation room, but strangely, he was not interrogated.
Instead, another person entered, an unremarkable middle-aged man.
After he came in, he nodded to Wen Yang and then walked towards Fang Xiu.
When he reached Fang Xiu's side, he reached out and put his hand on Fang Xiu's shoulder.
A miraculous scene unfolded.
The middle-aged man's physique and appearance began to slowly change, eventually becoming exactly like Fang Xiu's.
The two were like twin brothers, no, even more like twins, they were complete copies.
Seeing this, Fang Xiu roughly guessed the purpose of Yan Changshou and the others.
"Let's go, you can go see Captain Yan now," Wen Yang said coldly.
Subsequently, the middle-aged man, who had transformed into Fang Xiu, sat in the interrogation room and was interrogated.
The process was very formal; two interrogators were specifically assigned to conduct the interrogation, and they recorded the conversation on video and took written statements.
Fang Xiu was put back into the car.
This time, the vehicle arrived at a secluded manor.
The manor was very spacious and located in a remote area. Tall trees were planted all around the walls, blocking the view from the outside world and adding a touch of gloom.
Finally, Fang Xiu met Yan Changshou, who was having a meal, in the manor's restaurant.
At this moment, Yan Changshou was wearing a well-tailored black robe, his long black hair was tied up behind his head, and he was holding a knife and fork, constantly cutting the bloody meat on his plate.
He sat at a long, rectangular mahogany dining table, which was covered with bloody meat, shaped into various exquisite forms and decorated with flower petals.
It looks exactly like an elegant savage eating human flesh.
That's right, he did eat human flesh.
Fang Xiu, who had been eaten alive by the Taotie hundreds of times, was able to tell the difference at a glance.
"Captain Yan, Fang Xiu has arrived." Wen Yang bowed respectfully.
Yan Changshou slowly put down his knife and fork, wiped the bright red blood from the corner of his mouth with a clean white napkin, and then smiled and said, "Mr. Fang, please sit down."
Such a scene of eating human flesh would be unacceptable to most spirit masters, but Fang Xiu ignored it and sat down in his chair.
The two people gazed at each other across a dining table more than three meters long.
Wen Yang bowed slightly, then stepped back and closed the restaurant door.
"Mr. Fang, please have a meal. I don't know what kind of food you like, so I specially had some prepared. There are men, women, and young children here. Of course, I didn't prepare any for the elderly, since the meat of the elderly is too dry, and I don't think you would like it."
Yan Changshou smiled slightly, his smile was very subtle, he didn't show his teeth, and his every move was just like that of an aristocrat among the upper class.
“A boring trick.” Fang Xiu stared calmly at Yan Changshou, his eyes showing no emotion.
Yan Changshou was not angry: "Mr. Fang, we are the same kind of people, so you don't need to hide it anymore. After all... the supernatural is meant to eat people, isn't it?"
You, who possess the original mask, have suppressed your desire to eat people for a long time, haven't you? Today you can eat to your heart's content, and after you're done, you can go on your journey.
Oh, right, I almost forgot, you're still handcuffed, so it's inconvenient for you to eat.
No sooner had he finished speaking than a scarlet tentacle covered in fleshy growths suddenly emerged from under Yan Changshou's sleeve, lunging towards Fang Xiu's eyes like a venomous snake.
Whoosh!
The tentacle stopped less than two centimeters from Fang Xiu's eyes.
Such a bizarre scene would have been avoided by a normal person, but Fang Xiu remained unmoved and didn't even blink.
Then, the tentacles changed direction, nimbly wrapping around the handcuffs on Xiu's hands, and twisted them forcefully with a snap.
The handcuffs, forged from the steel of an incomparably strong heart, snapped in two.
Whoosh!
The tentacles suddenly retracted and burrowed under Yan Changshou's sleeve.
"I don't know if you watch too many gangster movies and like to do these bluffing things. If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving."
Fang Xiu's calm voice carried a hint of impatience; he was very disgusted by Yan Changshou's wasteful approach to time.
Perhaps Yan Changshou was trying to bluff, but having already witnessed the Taotie's power, he found its methods laughable.
It looks exactly like a toddler threatening an adult with a toy gun.
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