"Looking for death!" Song Xueyao used teleportation to hit Mr. Ba's teeth with a stick.
puff.
Mr. Ba immediately spat out a mouthful of blood from 1982. How many teeth had fallen out?
Everyone present was dumbfounded again, and no one saw clearly how Song Xueyao made her move.
The other party was already spitting blood. Could they have come to the wrong place? Was this the filming of a fantasy martial arts drama?
Cough cough.
Bada spat out blood again and looked at Song Xueyao viciously.
"You damn girl, you're courting death. How dare you attack me? Have you thought about how you're going to die?"
Song Xueyao fanned the air with her hands, "Husband! This dog keeps barking there, it's so noisy, go and make it quiet down.
Even when death was imminent, he still couldn't see his own situation clearly. I wonder if he left home without a brain?
Or is that thing hanging around his neck filled with goo? I've never seen anyone so stupid."
Tang Yunting received an order from his wife and used the Divine Dragon Palm he had learned, and slapped Bada on the chest.
Phew.
Now the blood in Bada's mouth couldn't be stopped and kept flowing out.
When his men drew their weapons and prepared to act, they suddenly fell to the ground.
Tang Yunting and Song Xueyao high-fived each other, "Hubby, we're a perfect match, right?"
"Mm! It's perfect, it fits perfectly."
Shen Wenbin's voice was so excited that he almost split his legs, "Daughter, daughter, quickly tell me what martial arts you used just now, why is it so powerful?
And when did you give these people the drugs? Why don’t I have any information at all?”
"Oh! Uncle Shen, if you knew that I drugged you, wouldn't that be a slap in my face?
I am the ancestor of medicine. If I don’t want anyone to know, no one will know.”
"You're awesome," Shen Wenbin praised with two thumbs up.
"That's a must. If I'm not good, who will be? I'm second, who dares to be first?"
"hehe."
Everyone laughed. This is really quite confident, but he has the ability.
Everyone fell to the ground like dead pigs. Song Xueyao clapped her hands, "Uncle Shen! Are you planning to take these people back for interrogation, or to deal with them here?"
Shen Wenbin: "Daughter! Take her back and interrogate her. I want to know who is so impatient with life that he keeps thinking about me hanging this thing on my head."
"OK."
The Su family's uncles have yet to come to their senses. Is this still their niece? They are sure it's not a fairy from heaven.
Song Xueyao: "Uncles, have you come to your senses? Are you scared silly? You are too timid. I'd better not bring you out in the future."
Cough cough.
When the three heard their niece's teasing, they wished they could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.
It's so embarrassing that they can even afford a three-bedroom apartment. Can they be blamed for this? It's just that my niece is too fierce, okay?
Have any of you ever seen a woman kill someone without blinking an eye? At least they haven't seen it.
Several uncles helped tie up those people with ropes and threw them into the trunk.
Shen Wenbin drove his car and returned to the villa in a swaggering manner.
Did these people think he was going to die today? Were they all thinking about how to celebrate?
It’s a pity that due to the accident involving his goddaughter, their wishful thinking may be dashed.
It turned out just as Shen Wenbin had guessed.
Shen Wencheng and Zhao Yunde smashed the teacups in their hands in anger after learning that Shen Wenbin had returned safely.
They even didn't let go of the ornaments next to them. They usually treasure these vases very much.
"Shen Wenbin, you're lucky. He let you escape again, but how did Bada fail this time?
I used to brag about how great I was, but now it seems I’m not that great.
Otherwise, how could they return safely? This might have alerted the enemy.
It seems they need to take precautions in advance, this guy is not someone who is easy to talk to."
After arriving home, Shen Wenbin took Bada and his group to the basement where people were interrogated.
There are at least hundreds, if not thousands, of torture instruments here.
If you are timid, you will tremble with fear when you come in. There are dried bloodstains on the wall.
Shen Wenbin took out a throne and sat down, then winked at his men beside him.
The subordinate understood immediately and brought a basin of water to pour on the people on the ground.
The few people finally woke up slowly after being stimulated by the cold water.
"Who is that? How dare you splash water on me? Are you tired of living?"
Fan Zhiyong stepped on it and said, "So what if I splashed it?"
"ah!
It hurts so much, please let go of my hand.
Mr. Fan, you treat me like this. Aren’t you afraid that I will seek revenge on you later and make sure your body is torn to pieces?
I have never been treated so humiliatingly before, you are awesome."
Fan Zhiyong took the whip in his hand and whipped him.
"You deserve a beating, I advise you to tell me the truth, who asked you to assassinate our master today?
If you don't tell me, I'll let you taste the pain of these torture instruments."
"Humph! Come here, Mr. Fan. If I blink, I'll be your grandson.
Don't let me look down on you, just use whatever means you have."
Shen Wenbin didn't have the patience to waste time with these people. "I want to know the result in half an hour," he said, and left.
"Yes, Master."
Fan Zhiyong had never seen his grandfather so anxious about something.
But he has to hurry up and finish what his master asked him to do, otherwise he will be the one to be skinned alive.
Don't be fooled by my gentle appearance. I am actually a smiling tiger and I can be quite ruthless when dealing with people in private.
Some people, without ever seeing their grandfather in action, think that he is very easy to talk to, the kind of person who is stupid and has a lot of money.
As soon as Shen Wenbin left, screams were heard in the room.
After a while, Fan Zhiyong wiped his hands with a towel and said, "Huh! I thought you were so tough, but you better hold on a little longer."
Bada was still breathing his last breath at this time, and several of his fingers were already broken.
There were also blood on his legs and hands, with pieces of flesh missing here and there, which looked particularly creepy.
Fan Zhiyong quickly gave the interrogation results to Shen Wenbin.
Shen Wenbin's eyes darkened when he saw the involvement of gangsters and his relatives.
He had always thought that no matter what, they were brothers from the same clan.
Now it seems that he was thinking too much, and people were hoping that he would die immediately.
If that's the case, then he'll take back everything he's given her.
Shen Wencheng was like an ant on a hot pan, pacing back and forth in the living room.
What should I do? What should I do now? Who could have thought that I would fail?
If his good cousin finds out that he was responsible, he will definitely have a hard time.
He never thought that after sending so many assassins, they failed to kill his cousin.
These people are really useless. They only know how to take money but not how to work.
I don’t know if he has been given away?
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