Bug Master In Doomsday

In a simplely decorated office, Yao Sen sits on a boss chair, turning a ballpoint pen flexibly with five fingers on his right hand, frowning tightly.

Opposite the desk stood a tall and elegant middle-aged man with glasses. Both were silent, and the atmosphere in the office seemed a bit quiet.

After a long time, Yao Sen turned the five fingers of the ballpoint pen to a halt. He raised his head and looked at the man with glasses, and said coldly:

"He Shui, you don't have to worry about what the people in the Shadow Department do. I will talk to Yitong personally, but I will let them pay the rewards for the three cultivators!"

"It's good, and I want our intelligence department to give a bounty. Did he treat us as pigs?!" Yao Sen laughed disdainfully, and slapped the ballpoint pen on the desk fiercely!

"Okay, sir, I will talk to the people under my staff!" The middle-aged man with glasses sternly agreed, frowning hesitantly and said:

"Master Yao Sen, I'd better make up the money for the time being. Although five million is quite a lot, we still got it out of our newspaper!"

Yao Sen thought it over and nodded slightly, "Okay, after all, this bounty is related to the integrity of your newspaper. You settle it first, and I will ask the people in the Shadow Department for the subsequent money!"

"Good lord!"

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At the same time, in the underground prison of Gushan City, three cultivators with disheveled heads were sitting on the cold and damp concrete floor in embarrassment, looking at the guardrail of the prison with high-voltage electricity in front of them, despair and anxiety in their hearts.

Staying here is already a lamb to be slaughtered. At this moment, they don't want to get away, but worry about what these humans will interrogate them and what instruments of torture will be used to torture them.

"Two brothers, don't worry, Master Blood Horse has passed on the secret of Wang Mang's character to the master before.

The master told me that even being tortured is nothing more than fear. As long as the information is poor and some misleading hints are given, Wang Mang will definitely believe it! "

The older brother looked at the two brothers next to him with a flustered and nervous expression, and comforted them two with a secret method of sound transmission.

Of course, what he said was also right. The reason why he didn't fight to death with those fellow sects was because of his thoughts.

The value of dying is worth at least making these humans suffer a big loss when they show their faces to the coalition forces! This is the place to die! ...Just the lives of the two juniors... alas!

Upon hearing the words, the apprehensive expression on his face eased slightly, "Brother, I am also the governor. It is nothing more than being tortured. As long as I can save my life, I will never tell the truth!"

The other person also nodded firmly, "Brother, don't worry, we will be silent, and you will pretend to be unable to survive the torture and pass the misleading information to them, so that we can be considered as the last one. !"

"Stick! Pedal! Pedal!" The collision sound of the thick-soled leather boots and the ground came from far and near. , A look of calmness.

The sound of leather boots stomping on the ground just stopped abruptly at the door of the prison, "You! Come out!"

When the three heard the words, they looked up, and saw a tall and straight young man with bronzed skin and curly hair squinting at them. The man he was pointing at happened to be the older brother.