Chapter 422

Hearing the threatening voice from the snake king of India, Leng Yi can't help feeling speechless. He runs for his life like a lost dog. Finally, he has to put down a few cruel words. It's not a beat.

"Does it mean that Indians eat too much curry and eat too much brain?" Leng Yi asked in dismay.

"I'm not sure about that." Zifeng said seriously.

"Go and get him for me. The person behind the back doesn't say it. He just wants to leave. Is that possible?" Leng Yi gave a sneer.

"Yes, God of war." Zifeng has disappeared in front of lengyi, and then appears dozens of meters away, which is much faster than the Indian snake king.

The snake king of India was not Zifeng's opponent just by his own strength. In addition, all the poisonous snakes had been killed without any help, and he had just forced to activate the secret arts, and he also suffered a lot of injuries. So he was quickly stopped by Zifeng. In a few rounds, the snake king of India was defeated by Zifeng.

In order to prevent the Indian snake king from escaping or poisoning, all the limbs of the Indian snake king were removed. He could not move even if he wanted to move. Zifeng carried his neck from behind and directly brought him to lengyi.

At this time, the rest of the women's special combat team members, all of them came back, and they had already eliminated the other weaker enemies.

"Zifeng, you go to Hu Weizhong and ask him to deal with all the dead people secretly." Said Leng Yi.

"Yes, God of war." Purple Phoenix respectfully said.

"Who instructed you to kill me?" Lengyi looked at the king of the snake in India and said coldly.

At this time, the snake king of India was very miserable. His robe was a bit shabby, stained with a lot of blood, and his face mask was torn off. He was about 50 years old. He had Indian characteristics, thin face, skin and bone, and had a very long snake face. He was worthy of being the snake king of India. He was really similar to the snake.

The snake king of India looks at Leng Yi fiercely and doesn't mean to answer at all.

"I've met many people like you. They were very tough at the beginning, but in the end they couldn't stand the torture. They even told their ancestors eight generations. What's the trouble? So he was so bruised that there was only one breath left. Why don't you just tell me so as not to suffer some flesh and blood? " Leng Yi said with a sneer, his whole body suddenly full of murderous spirit, and he rushed to the Indian snake king.

The snake king of India suddenly felt that the temperature around him had dropped a little. He was so cold that he was breathless by the killing pressure from Leng Yi. It was like living in the boundless Shura hell.

However, the murderous spirit came and went quickly, and disappeared in an instant. The king of snake of India was relieved when the murderous spirit disappeared, as if he had returned to heaven, but he was wet through and looked at lengyi with fear.

At this time, the snake king of India remembered that the man in front of him killed his secret skill with one palm, and it was very easy to know that the secret skill was enough to kill him in an instant. We can see how terrible the man in front of him was. To kill himself was no different from trampling on an ant.

Think of here, the snake king of India, immediately no provocation lengyi mind.

"I'm asking you for the last time. Who instructed you to kill me? Don't fool me with those words. Once I get angry, the consequences will be very serious. " Leng Yi squints at a terrified king of the Indian snake.

"I swore to Buddha that I would not say it." Although the snake king of India was afraid, he still shook his head and refused.

"I didn't expect that a man with blood in his hand should believe in Buddhism." Leng Yi was a little surprised and said, but it's no surprise to think about it. People who believe in Buddhism are very common in India. No one has stipulated that bad people can't believe in Buddhism.

Leng Yi knows that people with beliefs like this are the most difficult. They have strong willpower, just like some terrorists who commit suicide attacks. They know whether to die or do it without hesitation.

Therefore, the general interrogation is of no use to them at all. I'm afraid they can't find anything without special means.

"Well, you have backbone. You look like you speak Chinese so well. You must have worked hard. You must know something about ancient Chinese punishment. I don't know how many kinds of punishment you've heard?" Lengyi has a chilling smile on her face.

Hearing Leng Yi's words, the snake king of India could not help twitching on his face. The reason why he entered China this time was that he knew more about China. Naturally, he heard a lot about the ancient punishment of China. All of them were means of torture, making people unable to survive or die.

"Last chance, say or not?" Lengyi has little patience.

The snake king of India sneered. Although the Chinese punishment is terrible, it needs some tools. Now there is nothing. The snake king of India estimated that lengyi was just bluffing himself, so he didn't care about it.

"It's a dead pig. I'm not afraid of boiling water, so I'll help you?" Lengyi gently points on the snake king of India.

The snake king of India found himself speechless and could only whine.

"Stop your voice first, so as not to disturb others with your scream." Leng Yi showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"Let me give you a taste of the hand with tendon division and wrong bone. It's very cruel. So far, I haven't seen anyone who can hold on." Leng Yi finished and pinched the two thin arms of the snake king of India.

The snake king of India felt his arm numb for a few times, and then he didn't feel it, so he looked at lengyi with a sneer. That was obvious, but that was all.

The snake king of India originally wanted to continue to laugh, but suddenly felt that his arms were like ten thousand ants tearing themselves, from the skin to the meat, and then to the bone marrow, like a thick steel needle slowly piercing from the skin of his body, to the meat, to the bone.

The snake king of India fell on the ground and curled together. His face was flushed with sweat. The veins on his neck and face were high and protruding. His lean arms kept bulging and concave, just like the meat under his skin was constantly shifting.

The great pain has invaded the whole body of the Indian snake king. Now the Indian snake king hopes that he can pass out in a coma. However, lengyi seems to have done something to him. The more painful he is, the clearer his consciousness will be. The intense pain is attacking his brain wave by wave. But the arms couldn't move, they could only roll on the ground.

Lengyi gently pinches the Indian snake king's arm again. The Indian snake king suddenly feels that all the meat under the skin has recovered. A warm current rises from his arm to moisten the meat and eliminate all the pain. It's like going to heaven. The pain disappears immediately. He is directly paralyzed on the ground, panting heavily, and his clothes are soaked through.