Natural Disaster: After hoarding hundreds of millions of supplies, I lay down and won

After Zhou Ziyang said that, he took out a dagger and put it on the fake young master's neck.

The fake young master was so frightened that he trembled. The skin on his neck rubbed against the dagger, and a bloody line was cut on his neck, and blood beads appeared.

Although there was blood, the injury was not serious and had nothing to do with death.

However, the fake young master suddenly began to cry bitterly as if he was about to die.

"I was wrong, I was really wrong, but I didn't do this, it was my family.

I beg you, please let me go, okay?
As long as you are willing to let me go, I will do whatever you ask me to do. "

No matter how cruel the last days are and how difficult life is, no one is willing to die if they can live.

Not to mention, the fake young master's life in the apocalypse is not difficult. On the contrary, he is more arrogant and comfortable than before the apocalypse.

People who are used to enjoying themselves and just want to live for a long time, how can they be willing to die like this?

Zhou Ziyang looked at him coldly, "Then let me ask you, if you dare to tell a lie, I will poke a hole in your body."

The fake young master trembled again when he heard this, and then nodded quickly, "I said it, I said it, I will say it for sure! Don't worry, what I said is all the truth."

Zhou Ziyang was noncommittal and asked the first question directly.

"Where are you keeping my family?"

The fake young man didn't hesitate at all and immediately answered, "It's at my family's weaving factory... No, no, no, it's your family's weaving factory."

"Don't talk so much nonsense, where is the weaving factory?"

"exist……"

The fake young master barely said a word before Sun Hao stepped forward and said, "I know where it is."

Suddenly hearing this sentence, the fake young master's eyes suddenly widened and he stared at Sun Hao, as if he was looking at a dead person.

Seeing the fake young master's reaction, what else does Zhou Ziyang not understand?
Zhou Ziyang chuckled, "You're acting pretty well, but at this point, you're still trying to lie to me. You think I really don't dare to touch you, right?"

After asking the last word, before the fake young master could speak, Zhou Ziyang tightened his grip on the dagger in his hand.

Zhou Ziyang raised his other hand and stuffed the rag in his hand into Jia Ziyang's hand.
In the mouth of the fake young master.

At the same time, Zhou Ziyang stabbed the dagger in his hand directly into the fake young master's thigh.

The sound of a sharp knife piercing flesh resounded in the silent room, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

Nan Ci felt a little bit sour when he heard this voice.

This was completely a subconscious physiological reaction, and Nan Ci couldn't control it himself.

Zhou Ziyang did not pull out the dagger immediately, but held the dagger and turned it slowly.

The sharp knife stirred the flesh and blood, and blood flowed from the wound, dripping onto the bed.

The fake young master looked pale and had cold sweat on his forehead.

He wanted to scream, but because his mouth was blocked, he could only whimper in pain.

At this moment, the fake young master burst into tears, and fear finally appeared in his eyes.

Different from what he pretended to be just now, this time he was really scared.

He thought that Zhou Ziyang, Zhou Ziyang, would not dare to attack him because of the Zhou family.

But Zhou Ziyang told him through his actions that he was not a person who would be threatened.

The initiative now lies in Zhou Ziyang's hands.

Zhou Ziyang waited for a long time, until the fake young master stopped twitching, and then asked the second question.