Chapter 1538

"Creak!" When he hesitated, the iron door of the cold prison was suddenly pushed open.

An excited jailer, holding a stack of paper full of handwriting in his hand, specially approached the big man sitting at the table and whispered: "Captain! The guy next door confessed

"Good! pretty good! It's the best There was a smile on the scarred ugly face of the big man, and he patted the jailer on the shoulder with great appreciation.

Yu Guang, the practitioner lying on the torture bed, glimpses a scene. His heart suddenly cools. Is the younger martial brother who has broken his arm unable to support his confession?! What's the point of him still suffering here?!

Thinking of this, his heart completely despaired, and the wavering firmness in his eyes suddenly disappeared... His eyes also became dull.

"Your companions have confessed! What's the point of sticking to it? In order to avoid suffering, it's better to tell us all the information. "

Holding a pile of wet paper, the jailer talked in his ear. After more than ten seconds, he laughed bitterly and nodded in despair.

The big man sitting at the table and the jailer beside him looked at each other and saw the smile in each other's eyes. Unexpectedly, with a simple trick, these practitioners were hooked!

In the same way, the practitioner, who suffered from torture with broken arms, saw the information dictated by his elder martial brother on the paper and immediately shed tears of despair. With two crazy laughs, he explained the information.

When the two men's intelligence gathered to Yaosen's desk, Jiang Zhi was still talking. He saw a big man holding a pile of paper full of handwriting in his hand, and his heart suddenly thumped.

Yao Sen, with a smile on his face, glanced at him. His fluent speech suddenly stopped. Extremely nervous staring at the paper is reading Yaosen.

A moment later, Yaosen raised his head, the smile of the corner of his mouth did not hide. Disdain, ridicule of emotion, Jiang Zhi extremely clear from his face to feel!

"Jiang Zhi, you've been talking for so long and you're tired. Go back to the prison first and have a rest." Yao Sen didn't point to his nose and scold him angrily. He didn't let his subordinates execute him coldly. He just looked at him with a smile, waved his hand casually and walked out of the interrogation room directly.

Yao Sen squints his eyes and pushes aside a stone brick. A light blue light curtain suddenly appears. He prints his palm on the light curtain.

Suddenly, a red light came straight at his left eye. He seemed to have expected it. He could not avoid waiting for the red light to scan his iris and eyeball.

"Click - pull!" The thick stone gate slowly opens, and several green oil lamps are on the wall of the dark narrow underground passage. The flickering candle light not only has a very small lighting range, but also gives the stairway a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere.

Yao Sen's face was as usual, holding the stack of practitioners' confessions in his hand, and went straight down the passage. The bright light of the incandescent lamp was dazzling in the dark basement.

Yao Sen narrowed his eyes and went directly into the spacious and transparent secret room, "chief! Yao Sen has something to report! "

Wang Mang, who was playing with two extremely muscular corpses, looked back and nodded, then continued to swing the corpses in front of him, "Yao Sen, did the three practitioners confess? What have you found out? "