Chapter 103: The Inquisition

Chapter 103

He Zhiran prepared two-handedly, showing Mo Jiuye the iron claws she had prepared in advance.

"Don't worry, I still have this as a backup."

As her words fell, He Zhiran's figure disappeared on the spot.

Out of the space, her body quickly plummeted downwards.

He Zhiran did not dare to be careless. In less than a second outside the space, she returned to the space again.

Mo Jiuye just watched her disappear, appear, disappear, appear, going back and forth in and out of space many times, until He Zhiran did not come back. His heart was in his throat.

He Zhiran's actions went very smoothly. The last time she came out of the space, she was about ten meters away from the ground.

She directly used the iron claws to hook onto a tree branch, and her whole body slid down the rope to the ground.

This was a secluded valley, with an extremely primitive atmosphere.

What bothered He Zhiran the most was that it was surrounded by mountains on all sides here, and there was no way out at all.

He Zhiran carefully observed the surroundings and planned to find a direction to walk and see.

Just as she was about to take the first step, she vaguely heard a series of footsteps.

Judging from experience, such footsteps must be at least three people.

He Zhiran quickly hid behind a boulder, held her breath, and at the same time, took out a mini pistol and a tranquilizer gun from the space.

The footsteps grew closer and closer. Through the cracks in the rocks, four men in black could be seen walking towards her.

The man walking at the forefront said impatiently, "We've been searching here all night. Even if they were smashed to pieces, there should be some trace. "

"You mean Mo Jiuye is not dead?"

"That's impossible. Mo Jiuye was seriously injured. Jumping off such a high cliff, how could he possibly have any hope of surviving?"

Just as the few men in black walked while discussing whether they were dead or alive, a crisp sound suddenly broke the tranquility of the valley.

At the same time, the man in black walking at the forefront had already fallen to the ground.

In order not to give those men in black a chance to breathe and react, He Zhiran fired two more shots in a row, knocking down two more men in black.

The only surviving man in black felt something was wrong. He dodged towards He Zhiran's hiding place and walked over carefully. At the same time, he angrily said, "Mo Jiuye, come out and have a real fight with me. Don't be a shrinking turtle."

He Zhiran did not respond, but instead changed her position, raised the tranquilizer gun in her hand and shot at the man in black.

The man in black fell to the ground with a cry. After He Zhiran checked that there was no danger around, she finally walked out from behind the big rock.

She first tentatively checked the breath of the man in black, then took him into the space with a flash.

"What have you done to me?"

He struggled, but his limbs were all tied up tightly, and he couldn't move at all.

He Zhiran sneered, "You'll know in a while."

What she injected into the man in black was a drug specially developed by a certain country to deal with prisoners.

The user would first appear excited, and then feel the pain of being bitten by countless ants all over the body five minutes later.

This kind of pain would become more and more intense, to the point that it would make people reach death's door.

What’s more sinister is that after being injected with this drug, no matter how strong the body's reaction is, it is impossible to faint. One can only stay conscious and endure it all.

Sure enough, the man in black was very excited at first, showing a fearless attitude, and even threatened that even if they cut his flesh with a knife, he would not reveal the mastermind behind him.

As time passed bit by bit, the expression on the man in black's face gradually became distorted.

At first it was still good, he gritted his teeth to endure.

Unexpectedly, this pain became more and more intense, making him want to smash his head to death.

Seeing that the time was right, He Zhiran spoke at last: "I can clearly tell you now that if you don't say, I guarantee to make you live like this forever."

The bloody eyes of the man in black stared fiercely at He Zhiran, emphasizing every word: "How sinister and ruthless you are."

He Zhiran didn't care.

"I don't deny this. Doing something without hesitation for a purpose is not something only I would do."

"You..." The man in black was furious with anger.

But the pain he felt in his body made it more and more unbearable for him.

Finally, the man in black gritted his teeth and said, "We were just mercenaries taking money to solve problems. I don’t know exactly who wanted you dead."

He Zhiran and Mo Jiuye did not believe the man in black’s words at all. If he really didn’t know who the mastermind was, he could have said so from the start. There was no need to persist until now.

In order to obtain the truth, He Zhiran took another syringe again. With the needle pointed at the man in black's arm, she said coldly:

"Judging from your appearance, your physical endurance is quite strong. Why not give you some more medicine."

The man in black recognized what He Zhiran was holding in her hand. It was this thing that made him feel worse than death after being stabbed by it earlier.

If he was stabbed again, he was afraid the pain would kill him.

Seeing that the needle tip was about to touch his arm, the man in black shouted: "It's Prince Heng! We are all his warriors of death."

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