"Zhang Lin, don't kill them yet. I feel there are more than just a few traitors behind them. Ask them first."
An Qingge walked over and stopped Zhang Lin from making a move.
"Oh, really? Let me ask first."
Zhang Lin hadn't actually planned to kill them directly. Interrogating them after capturing them alive was his habit. He had only done that to scare them a little.
Of course, someone needs to stop them after the scare, otherwise it will be a bit awkward to back down.
But in this regard...
An Qingge and he were indeed perfectly in sync. As soon as she saw him make a move, she came over to persuade him.
"I can't watch the interrogation footage, you can ask him yourself. I'll go out for a bit." An Qingge touched her stomach, her face gentle. After speaking, she winked at Zhang Lin and left the tent.
"Sister, I'll go out with you." An Qingwu chased after her. She had just subdued the two of them with a single ability, and she was now brimming with confidence. Her sister was pregnant and it was inconvenient for her to go out, so she wanted to protect her!
The other women followed them out.
Zhang Lin is going to interrogate people, and the scene will probably be very bloody, which they don't want to see.
But only one person stayed.
"Master, do you need my help?"
Yang Wenting came to Zhang Lin's side and asked him questions.
In fact, Ji Yuetong also wanted to stay. She didn't care about the gore. She just hadn't been with Zhang Lin for too long and wanted to get closer to him. But An Qingge only glanced at her, and she obediently followed him out.
She knew that An Qingge wouldn't let her stay, after all, she was pregnant and it was best not to see any bloody scenes.
"Hey, it seems you really can help me out." Zhang Lin patted the little maid's hair and said, "Do you have any more ratmen? Bring me a few."
“There are only a few left alive. I was planning to keep them to breed. What are you going to do with them, Master? You don’t need them to die, do you?” Yang Wenjing asked.
Her abilities depend entirely on the ratmen; if all the ratmen were to die, her strength would be greatly diminished.
Even if you have the ability to [transform ratmen], it won't work.
Since the transformed ratmen cannot reproduce, she can't keep relying on converting humans or other creatures into ratmen to maintain her ratman army, right? That would be too costly. It would be better to let the ratmen reproduce on their own.
"They don't need to die, we just need to use them. Go and bring them over, and remember to bring the males," Zhang Lin said.
"Okay, Master, wait a moment, I'll be right back." Yang Wenting tiptoed and kissed Zhang Lin on the cheek, then skipped and hopped away.
"What...what are you going to do?"
Zhao Fujin and Sun Sheng, who were standing to the side, had been listening to Zhang Lin's words. When they heard that Zhang Lin planned to use torture, they trembled with fear.
They weren't the kind of tough guys who weren't afraid of torture, but if Zhang Lin really wanted to torture them, they would definitely tell him everything.
But to everyone's surprise, Zhang Lin suddenly changed his tone and asked the woman to bring the ratmen over, and only males were allowed.
Everyone knows that Zhang Lin kept a group of rat-men in the back mountain.
This is something everyone envies.
Because Zhang Lin has a stable source of extraordinary materials, and he can also reliably obtain demon cores and process them into blood pills.
If possible, Zhao Fujin and Sun Sheng would also like to have a group of ratmen, but at this moment, they are terrified of the ratmen that are about to appear.
“Well, you are my subordinates after all, and I can’t bear to torture you, so…” Zhang Lin said with a smile, “I’ll find a few ratmen to serve you. You won’t blame me, will you? I’m a very fragile person, and I’ll be very sad if you blame me.”
"...You son of a bitch." Zhao Fujin and Sun Sheng were both dumbfounded. How could you say such a thing? At the same time, endless fear rose in their hearts.
The word "serve" that Zhang Lin used is something that any adult can understand.
And then served by several male rat-men...
That feeling, just thinking about the two of them makes me feel like I'm going to die.
"Boss, just ask whatever you want. We're not the kind of tough guys who keep their mouths shut. If we were that tough, would we be traitors?"
Zhao Fujin was really going all out.
He knew he was going to die, and he just wanted to suffer as little as possible before he died.
Sun Sheng also said with a long face, "Yeah, boss, why bother with all this? I'll tell you whatever you want to know, okay?"
Zhang Lin was stunned by what the two said.
He had interrogated many people before, and they were all very stubborn at first, only opening up after being tortured. Now, suddenly encountering two cowards, he was quite unaccustomed to it.
But after listening to Zhao Fujin's words, Zhang Lin understood.
That's right.
If they were that tough, would they have colluded with the Beast King and become traitors?
"Just one question: who else was involved in this traitorous act with you?" Zhang Lin asked, then continued before the two could answer, "No need to answer, write it down. After you're done, I'll check the list. If any of you omit anything, then..."
They knew what Zhang Lin meant without him having to say it.
In order to avoid being "served" by the male rat-man, after Zhang Lin untied them, the two found paper and pen and immediately began to write.
I wrote and thought at the same time, afraid of missing a single word.
A moment later, Yang Wenting brought in several rat-men. The two people lying on the ground hadn't finished writing yet when they looked up and saw several short, gray-furred, large, humanoid gray rats walking in.
They made "squeak squeak squeak" sounds, their eyes were red, and they followed behind Yang Wenting very obediently.
"Master, I've brought the ratman. What's the next step?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Fujin and Sun Sheng trembled and wrote even faster.
"No rush, let's wait for them."
"Oh." Yang Wenting was rather naive; she didn't understand Zhang Lin's thoughts. She was still wondering, wasn't it supposed to be torture? Why call the rat-men over? Did the master think he was being too bloody, so he had the rat-men do it?
After a short while, Zhao Fujin and Sun Sheng finished writing and each handed over a sheet of paper, which Zhang Lin took and checked one by one.
The two were very nervous.
Anyway, they wrote down everyone they could, but their lives were still in Zhang Lin's hands, so they were still nervous. Moreover, at this point, it wasn't a matter of whether they would live or die; it was a matter of whether they would be served by the ratmen!
Zhang Lin carefully examined the names on the two pieces of paper, compared them, and then nodded to the two of them, saying, "Very good, the names match."
"Boss, could you spare our lives?" Zhao Fujin asked Zhang Lin pleadingly.
As for his plea...
"Heh, do you guys think that's possible?"
Zhang Lin didn't hesitate and immediately drew his Miao sword, then slashed down with it.
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