Who put Fatty Blue in my pocket?

No matter what Lin Lao and Zuo Huaibi said to Gao Qing, Gao Qing didn't answer, just squatted on the ground and wept silently, looking extremely miserable.

The corners of Wen Fan's mouth twitched, indicating that he didn't know what was going on.

Seeing that Wen Fan didn't plan to say it, Zuo Huaibi would no longer be entangled, Mucheng's safety was the most important, and Zhang Shen had to be interrogated first.

Normally, the blue-robed mage has a respected status, and he should not be locked up and interrogated on the spot in such an embarrassing manner, at least he should be brought to a suitable venue and interrogated by the head of the Criminal Law Department.

However, the people present now can't care so much, and they don't think that Zhang Shen will obediently cooperate with the people of the Criminal Law Department in his state just now.

"Secret Technique, Group Erosion Worm!" Zuo Huaibi let out a low sigh, and suddenly hundreds of small black insects with large heads and thin tails appeared in the space, much smaller than the first one, like a group of small tadpoles.

Like a tadpole looking for its mother, these little black insects rushed up to the imprisoned Zhang Shen and bit Zhang Shen wildly, but all they ripped off were transparent mana fragments.

As the head of the erosion insect became bigger and bigger, Zhang Shen's breath became lighter and lighter.

In the end, all the spell worms stuck out their tongues and licked their mouths, feeling that they hadn't eaten enough, but they really couldn't suck a drop of mana.

Scattering the erosion insects, Zuo Huaibi also lifted the confinement of the truncated lock.

Zhang Shen's whole person seemed to have lost his soul, his body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground.

"Godmaster...."Wen Fan looked at Zhang Shen who collapsed to the ground with a complicated face: "You sucked him to death?"

Zuo Huaibi waved his hand: "Don't talk nonsense, his mana is just empty, and now he is just a little mentally broken, and his physical strength is too much to stand up."

However, Zuo Huaibi obviously didn't intend to just wait for Zhang Shen to recover slowly, squatting beside Zhang Shen, the fingers of his right hand erected like knives: "Blade Technique!"

The mana released from the outside solidified into a transparent sharp knife on the palm of his right hand, which looked extremely sharp.

Grabbing Zhang Shen's collar, lifting Zhang Shen up, looking at him face to face, the frozen blade on his right hand pressed against Zhang Shen's throat: "I ask, you answer." What is the relationship between you and Liu Yu?" Zhang

Shenmune's eyes stared at Zuo Huaibi, his pupils dilated, and he was not focused.

Zuo Huaibi frowned: "We are also old acquaintances, you know my temper, let me ask one last time, what is the relationship between you and Liu Yu." "

Kill me. Zhang Shen muttered, partly because Wen Fan's actions during this time made him lose face, and more importantly, the secrets in the meeting were leaked.

After he recovered his memory, he naturally understood the conversation between Wen Fan and Zuo Huaibi and Lin Lao, and a large part of the reason why he killed Wen Fan as soon as he recovered his memory was because he wanted to kill the source of the leakage of secrets in the guild.

He never thought that an outsider would be able to guess the important secrets in the meeting, and he didn't know that the people of Mucheng would be used as sacrifices, but Wen Fan guessed it, and the key was that he still felt that it was really reasonable.

At this time, his mana was empty, like a wasted person, since he had no chance to eradicate Wen Fan, he just wanted to die.

Lin Lao walked up to Zhang Shen, grabbed Zhang Shen's neck and lifted him into the air.

Since changing the mechanical arm, the basic quality of Lin Lao's body is far beyond ordinary people, especially in the state of fusing the law into the body, even if the fusion into the body cannot be synchronized to the mechanical arm, it is a piece of cake to lift a middle-aged person who has no ability to resist by relying on the strength of the mechanical arm itself.

"Want to die?" Lin Lao's face sank like water: "How can it be so easy." Suddenly

, Zhang Shen was pushed to the ground, and Zhang Shen's body was in close contact with the floor. Fine cracks also appeared on the floor.

Wen Fan grinned when he saw it, not because he felt sorry for Zhang Shen, but because he felt sorry for the floor.

"Fortunately, there are no people living upstairs and downstairs, so I don't worry about neighbor complaints. Wen Fan secretly comforted himself.

"You're now on the list of suspected deaths, and even if you were killed here, no one would object. Lin Lao's face showed fierceness: "You confess now, there is still a chance to be thrown into the Warcraft battlefield, and there is still a chance to make meritorious contributions."

Zhang Shen lay on his back on the ground, staring at the ceiling with a blank gaze, but kept muttering: "Kill me, kill me."

Looking at Zhang Shen's ghostly appearance, Zuo Huaibi frowned and turned his gaze to Gao Qing.

Gao Qing held his head at this time, and was so frightened that he was almost incontinent at this scene.

Originally, because of the humiliation suffered under Wen Fan's subordinates, his mentality exploded and cried, but now he was so frightened that he wanted to cry, and he didn't know what the mayor and Lin Lao wanted Director Zhang to say, but he kept watching the director being beaten.

Looking at Zuo Huaibi's gaze, Gao Qing was frightened, and looked at the floor again, trembling.

Zuo Huaibi didn't think about asking anything from Gao Qing, the reason was very simple, he felt that he was not worthy.

According to Wen Fan's reasoning, this organization, which is very similar to the Holy Light Society, will only accept elites above the blue robe, and Liu Yu needless to say, Zhang Shen is also one of the best talents in the blue robe.

Gao Qing: It's too vegetable.

Looking at Zhang Shen again, Zuo Huaibi was impatient: "Now it is a crisis for the entire Mucheng, now confess, I guarantee in the name of the mayor and leave you alive."

Zhang Shen's eyelids

twitched, and he stopped muttering to himself.

Zuo Huaibi watched the drama, put away the blade technique, and continued to exert pressure: "You have served as the director of the Mucheng Demon Supervision Bureau for so many years, and your merits outweigh your faults, if you make meritorious contributions at this time, I don't want to see talents wither, you know, I have always been interested in talents, no matter what hurtful things this person has done before, as long as it can bring benefits to Mucheng, I can forgive you." Seeming

to have confidence in Zuo Huaibi's character, Zhang Shen finally spoke, but he was still lying on his back on the ground, staring at the ceiling: "If you kill that kid, I will recruit them all."

Several people looked at Wen Fan in unison, and Wen Fan was trembling and panicked.

"Fuck you!" Lin Lao was upset, and lifted Zhang Shen up violently and slammed him on the floor: "Are you qualified to negotiate conditions now?"

"By the way, this kid is Zuo Huaibi's godgrandson, my savior, and you still want to do something to him?"

Zhang Shen was smashed, his eyes were full of stars, and when he heard Lin Lao's words, his pupils shrank, he didn't expect Wen Fan to have such a big background, and it seemed that there was no hope for revenge.

"Kill me. Zhang Shen began to repeat this sentence again, this time with an unusually firm statement.

Seeing that Zhang Shen did not enter, Lin Lao looked at Zuo Huaibi with an inquiring gaze, Zuo Huaibi also frowned, and then nodded heavily.

Lin Lao got permission, and his arrogance skyrocketed: "Zhang Shen, it's not in vain that we get acquainted, I'll give you a good time." As

he spoke, he raised his mechanical arm and smashed it with a fist at Zhang Shen's head, and the fist wind even produced a whirring sound.

"Wait a minute!" Wen Fan suddenly shouted to stop.

Lin Lao's fist stopped when it was only 1 cm away from Zhang Shen's temple, Zhang Shen's pupils contracted like the tip of a needle, his face was pale, his head was covered with cold sweat, and he gasped: "Huh~Huh~"

"What's wrong Wen boy?" Lin Lao was puzzled: "You don't want the room to be splashed with blood?" That's easy, I'll take him out and slaughter him."

Wen Fan hurriedly said, "No, I have a way to make him tell the truth." Zuo

Huaibi's eyes lit up, he knew that Wen Fan always had some magical props, maybe it would be the same this time: "Oh, you can try it?"

Wen Fan looked at Zhang Shen and smiled at him.

Zhang Shen replied with hateful eyes, as if he had the revenge of killing his father.

didn't care about Zhang Shen's hateful gaze, dug it out in his pocket, and took out a black-and-white striped sticker.