Urban Madness

Under Ye Fan's gesture, Xing Tian began to explain what he knew within the evil faction.

Even if it was the effort to breathe in the middle, Liu Yu would think that he was a pause, and slapped him with a whip relentlessly.

The interrogation lasted for two hours, and Xing Tian was dry.

"That's all I know."

Xing Tian closed his mouth.

But Liu Yu next to him didn't seem to hear what he was saying. When he saw that he didn't have a sound, he took the whip and drew it down. Ye Fan stopped him after drawing ten lashes in a row.

"Okay, Liu Yu."

Liu Yu, who was stopped, looked at Ye Fan in confusion.

"Didn't he stop? Don't fight?"

Ye Fan was a little dumbfounded when he watched Liu Yu walk up to him and collapsed a chestnut.

"At first glance, you didn't listen to what he said."

Liu Yu clutched his head and looked at Ye Fan grievously. Only then did he realize that Xing Tian had finished speaking.

Xing Tian deeply felt that Ye Fan had deliberately made Liu Yu whipped him more than a dozen whips.

"I will give all of what you said to Master Dijiang."

Ye Fan said coldly, completely different from the gentle face that had just faced Liu Yu.

"You better not let me find that you are lying to me."

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes, a dangerous light flashing in his eyes.

If Xing Tian had a head, he must be shaking like a rattle at this time.

"I dare not dare, now I have my wealth and life in your hands, how dare I lie to you?"

Xing Tian was telling the truth, he was indeed greedy for life and fear of death, so when he faced Ye Fan, he uttered most of the secrets of the evil faction.

Although he is a bit simple-minded but not stupid, he secretly hid a few evil faction's greatest secrets in his heart.

If the Illuminati were to attack him at that time, he could also use these secrets to protect himself.

Although in this interrogation, Liu Yu started to flog Xing Tian, ​​but after all Ye Fan's spiritual power was in the flog, Xing Tian was beaten all over his body.

Especially under Ye Fan's intentional control, several spiritual powers quietly submerged into Xing Tian's body, causing him to suffer some unclear internal injuries.

"I'll give you a piece of advice. After you leave this torture room, you can pretend to be as badly injured as possible. After all, in the Guangming Pavilion, except me, everyone else wants to beat you up to vent their anger."

After all, Ye Fan muttered to himself again with a voice that Xing Tian could hear.

"Yesterday, just because she left halfway, she was beaten up by the group of people, so that I can't interrogate her today."

Hearing Ye Fan's self-talk, Xing Tian was shocked and immediately pretended to be weak.

So on the third day when Zhu Jiuyin fainted, Dijiang heard the rumor that Ye Fan's fierce methods could not even stand his interrogation by Xing Tian, ​​who had a thick skin.

"This Ye Fan, really..."

Di Jiang shook his head speechlessly.

"What is it really, cruel, ruthless?"

As he was talking, Ye Fan walked in and looked at Dijiang with a chuckle.

"I have tried Xing Tian, ​​and I wrote down all the things he said, you can see for yourself, but I suspect that he should not have said all the things."

Ye Fan leaned on the table and handed a thick envelope to Dijiang's hand.

"How is Jiu Yin?"

Xing Tian took the envelope and put it in his own ring, looked at Zhu Jiuyin, and shook his head.

"I still don't mean to wake up at all."

Xing Tian sighed secretly.