Feng Qingyue looked at the man and curled the corners of her mouth speechlessly.
Is she some kind of monster? Why are you so scared of her?
Ji Yuan let go of the little girl's hand and let her stay where she was. He walked up to the bandit with strands of purple lightning surrounding his hands.
Ji Xuan took small steps and moved to Feng Qingyue's side.
He took out a small, sparkling thing and started playing with it with Feng Qingyue.
Ji Yuan leisurely raised his hand and patted the bandit's shoulder. Amidst the raging thunder and lightning, the bandit suffered extreme torture.
He clenched his teeth tightly to prevent himself from making any sound.
Ji Yuan tilted his head and gave a perfunctory compliment: "You are quite patient."
As he spoke, he slightly increased the input of mental energy.
The bandit curled up, his face pale and cold sweat on his forehead.
Feng Qingyue caught a glimpse of the situation here. She slowly walked to Ji Yuan and patted his shoulder.
"Interrogation, huh? Let me try."
Ji Yuan nodded and silently made room for him.
Feng Qingyue simply grabbed the bandit's neck and lifted him up. She clenched her right fist and punched the bandit's stomach expressionlessly.
“Cough cough cough…”
The gangster was shaking with pain and coughing violently.
Looking at her decisive action, Ji Xuan once again looked at his brother with sympathy.
Ji Yuan had no time to care about him. He was looking at his little girl with eyes full of pampering and indulgence.
Feng Qingyue raised her hand silently: "Will you tell me?"
The posture is like he is going to slap you in the face if you don't say anything.
The gangster seemed to know that his life was coming to an end. He yelled, "Here comes the ghost!"
Feng Qingyue raised her eyebrows. She was about to ask something when the bandit suddenly started shaking all over, foaming at the mouth, and died in an instant.
Ji Yuan lowered his eyes and glanced at the man: "He committed suicide by poisoning."
Ji Xuan suddenly took action and turned the corpse over. He deftly tore off the corpse's clothes, revealing the hideous and familiar tattoo inside.
"Ghost organization."
Ji Yuan's eyes turned cold. He looked at the corpse in front of him and said in a cold tone: "You really can't sit still..."
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