Kill the enemy and get a wife? I'll single-handedly slaughter my way through the Northern Barba

Zhang Lu nodded slightly and accepted the order.

Lin Feng's methods were so ruthless that even Zhang Lu felt they were somewhat domineering.

But when he thought of Zhang Liao still being bedridden and possibly never being able to set foot on the battlefield again for the rest of his life, he felt that Lin Feng had done a great job!

The fact that the Wang family was objectively aiding and abetting evil, and that they weren't beheaded directly, is already an immense favor!

The public office, deep within the prison.

In a cell far removed from the other cells.

Wang Qian collapsed onto the haystack, staring blankly at the roof, muttering to himself, "It's over, completely over, our Wang family is finished..."

Wang Xin sat cross-legged on a straw mat, his brows furrowed and his face full of worry.

The authorities have already interrogated the Wang family, and Wang Qian has already revealed everything he knows.

Wang Xin knew that this matter was unlikely to end well.

"Sigh..." he sighed deeply, his tone anxious, "Why hasn't General Qiao arrived yet?"

Wang Ling stood with his hands behind his back in front of the prison door. Upon hearing his father's words, the light in his eyes dimmed instantly.

"Father, General Qiao is most likely not coming."

Wang Xin's expression changed drastically, and he shouted angrily, "You jinx! Stop talking nonsense!"

A bitter smile appeared on Wang Ling's lips as he suddenly knelt before Wang Xin.

"Father, my elder brother previously sent General Qiao a generous gift, asking him to send someone to eliminate Lin Feng."

"Neither of us knew about this before, until today when my brother has revealed it to us."

"Who is General Qiao? He is a man who is most adept at assessing the situation and protecting himself."

He looked up, his eyes filled with urgency: "Lin Feng saved General Zhang and has been promoted to commander of a thousand households. It won't be long before he can be on equal footing with General Qiao."

"Therefore, he would never offend such a powerful figure for the sake of our Wang family."

"Father! Our Wang family is already on the edge of a cliff. If we don't cut our losses to survive, the whole family will perish!"

Wang Xin's face twitched, his voice trembling with a stubborn resentment: "I... my Wang family is the Wang clan of Ruzhou, and we are on good terms with Lord Qin. How dare Lin Feng..."

"father!"

Wang Ling cried out in despair, tears streaming down her face.

"Stop mentioning the Wang family of Ruzhou! This is Zhenyuan City!"

"Who's the biggest boss in Zhenyuan City? The soldiers are the biggest boss!"

"And the leader of the troops was General Zhang!"

"Lin Feng holds the power to thoroughly investigate General Zhang's assassination case. Our entire family's lives are now in his hands!"

Wang Ling was so anxious that her eyes turned red, and she slammed her head against the cold ground.

"Father, please make a quick decision! At the very least, you can ensure that our Wang family line continues!"

Wang Xin's lips trembled as he reached out to help Wang Ling up, his voice weary: "Second brother, what do you want your father to do?"

Wang Ling took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, and carefully explained the method in his mind.

After hearing this, Wang Xin's face showed pain and inner turmoil.

"Is that really the case?"

The prestigious Wang family of Ruzhou has been driven to such a predicament by a young man of humble origins.

He simply couldn't swallow this insult.

Wang Ling nodded firmly: "Only in this way can the Wang family be saved!"

Wang Xin seemed to have aged three or four years overnight. He glanced back at Wang Qian, who was still sprawled in the hay, and sighed deeply, "Fine! We'll do as you say!"

Meanwhile, in another interrogation room in the public prison.

Lu Qingqing's hands and feet were bound to a specially made wooden chair with thick ropes, and she could not move at all.

Her eyes were closed, as if she were asleep, her full breasts rising and falling slightly with her breath, outlining an eye-catching curve.

Suddenly, the door to the interrogation room was pushed open.

Lu Qingqing suddenly opened her eyes, and upon recognizing the person who had entered, her eyes instantly blazed with fury: "Lin Feng! You dare to come here!"

Lin Feng's gaze swept over Lu Qingqing, who was dressed in prison garb, and he said in a calm tone, "Why wouldn't I dare to come? I've heard that Madam Lu is very stubborn and won't reveal any information. Instead, she's determined to die."

"I, Raymond Lam, admire people who are both principled and stubborn. Today, I'd like to test just how stubborn Mrs. Lu's tongue really is!"

Lu Qingqing simply closed her eyes again, her tone arrogant: "Don't treat me like a coward. Bring on whatever tricks you have up your sleeve!"

"What harm would it do to kill me?"

"I will have the entire city of Zhenyuan buried with me!"

She had made up her mind and wouldn't reveal a single secret.

"Madam Lu, you have backbone!"

"I've heard that the higher-ups of your Northern Barbarian Guards have undergone rigorous training. Ordinary physical pain can't shake you, let alone pry your mouths open."

"but……"

He slowly raised his hand, his rough fingertips stroking Lu Qingqing's cheek, his tone tinged with amusement.

"With Madam Lu being so beautiful, are you really not afraid of falling into my hands?"

"There are far more torments in this world than physical suffering."

His hand slowly slid down, caressing from her cheek to her long, fair neck.

Then it cascades down the neck to the delicate collarbone.

His fingertips gently traced the outline of her collarbone, his deep eyes fixed on Lu Qingqing's expression, not daring to miss the slightest change.

Lin Feng was ultimately disappointed. Lu Qingqing showed no fear on her face, but rather disdain.

His hand moved down to Lu Qingqing's long, slender, and fair legs, his tone growing heavier: "Madam Lu, I'm giving you one last chance. Either you answer my questions, or don't blame me for torturing you!"

Lu Qingqing's lips curled into a mocking smile as she coldly said, "Kill me or torture me, it's up to you. I'll fight you to the bitter end!"

That's a tough nut to crack...

Seeing this, Lin Feng clapped his hands lightly and said loudly, "Bring in all the instruments of torture!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Lu led his soldiers in carrying several wooden buckets.

Zhang Lu was still clutching a stack of high-quality paper in his hand.

Li Ping'an followed at the back, leaning close to Lin Feng and whispering, "Brother Lin, what are you up to? Do you really think you can get the Northern Barbarian Guards' higher-ups to talk with just this wooden bucket and a few sheets of paper?"

Lin Feng smiled mysteriously: "I had Zhang Lu prepare these things, so I'm naturally confident."

"You all go out first. I'll interrogate them alone. Wait for my good news."

Li Ping'an left with some doubt.

His trusted subordinates, who were in charge of interrogation, once said that the Northern Barbarian Guards were the most resilient.

Even cutting flesh with a knife might not make them open their mouths.

Will Raymond Lam's approach really be effective?

Soon, only Lin Feng and Lu Qingqing remained in the room.

Lu Qingqing glanced at Lin Feng's so-called "instrument of torture," her tone disdainful: "Lord Lin, what a refined taste you have! Could it be that you want to wash my face?"

Lin Feng's smile remained unchanged as he kicked over the wooden chair Lu Qingqing was sitting on.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, the tall, heavy wooden chair, its backrest higher than the top of Lu Qingqing's head when she sat upright, was revealed.

After falling to the ground, the shock caused her severe pain in her back.

But Lu Qingqing still refused to back down, instead sneering, "Lord Lin, your rudeness today, is this your skill in interrogation? Not very good at all!"

"Don't worry, you'll see soon enough."

Raymond Lam bent down and easily turned the overturned chair ninety degrees.

In this way, Lu Qingqing was in an upside-down position with her head down and feet up.

The head congestion caused by being upside down quickly flushed her cheeks, and her breathing became rapid.

Then, Lin Feng picked up a piece of paper, soaked it in the water in the wooden bucket, and slowly walked towards Lu Qingqing.

"Is this all you've got?" Lu Qingqing scoffed. "Don't even mention one sheet of paper, even a hundred sheets, I wouldn't..."

Before she could finish speaking, the wet piece of white paper was pressed firmly against her cheek, forcing her to swallow the rest of her sentence.

At first, Lu Qingqing was still trying to hold her breath.

But as the air in his lungs gradually ran out, the excruciating pain of suffocation instantly swept over his entire body.

What made her even more desperate was that Lin Feng carried a wooden bucket and kept pouring cold water onto her cheeks.

The water gushed down the white paper with a "splashing" sound, and combined with the feeling of suffocation, it made her feel as if she were drowning.

His chest heaved violently as he struggled, and his limbs twisted desperately, but he could not break free from the ropes binding him.

The shadow of death instantly enveloped her, and the deep-seated despair and suffocation terrified Lu Qingqing to the extreme!