Papa Paladin

  Hard and powerful fists bombarded Duke Leslie\'s body one after another.

   Fierce, ruthless, resolute!

  This direct descendant of the Leslie family, a member of the Iron Wings, and the boss of the Duke Club completely lost the ability to resist. He was lifted high by Zuo Yi and beaten like a sandbag.

  He felt as if he was being repeatedly crushed in a cold machine. The bones and muscles of his whole body rubbed and twisted violently, excruciating pain.

   His consciousness is still very clear, and he wants to scream but can\'t, he is going crazy!

  Duke Leslie wanted to die immediately.

   Yet the torture lasted a full ten minutes—to him it seemed like a century.

When Zuo Yi put away his iron fist and let go of his left hand, Duke Leslie seemed to have his spine removed, and collapsed on the ground like mud. His pale face was full of tears and snot, his mouth was open and his eyes were broken. , like a salted fish that is about to be dried.

   "Are you willing to cooperate?"

   Zuo Yi squatted down, stretched out his fingers and poked him on the chest.

  Zuo Yi doesn\'t know much about interrogation techniques, but that doesn\'t mean he doesn\'t have the means to extract a confession.

  What he just imposed on Duke Leslie was the "boil the eagle" method popular in the Sadeya World Empire Legion.

This method does not hurt human life, but it is specifically aimed at the weakness of the human body. It is used to educate recruits, especially those recruits who are arrogant and arrogant. Few of them can bear it. Leslie was no different.

  Only a person with a strong will can survive, and this kind of person will be entrusted with important tasks immediately even if he is a recruit.

  Duke Leslie\'s consciousness is too far behind. In fact, no one like him who loves sensuality can withstand the "boil the eagle" technique.

  Even for a short time.

  Although Zuo Yi\'s fingers didn\'t use force, Duke Leslie twitched a few times as if he was electrocuted, with a terrified look on his face, and he nodded desperately.

   "From now on, I will ask you to answer."

   Zuo Yi said: "I am satisfied with your answer, then I will give you a happy one."

  For an evil person like Duke Leslie, this is the greatest kindness he can do.

  Even without honesty and belief, Zuo Yi doesn\'t even bother to deceive the other party.

  Duke Leslie let out a miserable laugh, and said in a hoarse voice, "Ask."

  His will has been completely destroyed, and now he just wants to die, and he doesn\'t want to go through the purgatory-like experience just now.

"very good."

  Zuo Yi nodded.

   After half an hour, he stopped asking Duke Leslie, and got answers to everything he wanted to know.

   It should be said that he has gained a lot. Although Duke Leslie\'s status in the Council of Truth is not very high, he has a lot of secrets in the council.

  Even Zuo Yi didn\'t expect to completely destroy the Council of True Knowledge at once, because it was simply unrealistic, but he could follow the vines step by step until he dug out all the stick holders and crown wearers.

  The Truth Council will definitely not be caught without a fight, but the bigger their actions, the more they will be exposed!

  Duke Leslie gasped a few times and asked, "Am I going to die?"

  Zuo Yi replied: "Be a good person in your next life."

  He waved his hand, and an extremely hot flame appeared out of thin air, instantly enveloping Duke Leslie.

   This flame condensed Zuo Yi\'s purest battle energy, and even the hardest metal in the universe could be smelted. Duke Leslie turned into fly ash before he could react.

   Zuo Yi kept his word and gave him a happy ending.

   Standing up again, Zuo Yi turned off the sub-air combat device, and immediately left the sub-space.

  This piece of high-tech equipment in the main world is quite practical. It can create an independent space for fighting. With Zuo Yi\'s strong mental power, it can play a huge role.

  He returned to the box in an instant, and knocked over a man in black.

  In this box, there were dozens of heavily armed men in black. They were armed with sharp and sturdy weapons, but all of them had extremely gloomy faces.

   Several people were lying on the ground searching for something, and a middle-aged man was on the phone with sweat all over his face.

  Zuo Yi had judged all the people in the box clean before, and then dragged Duke Leslie into the subspace for interrogation. When the people guarding outside realized something was wrong and broke in, all they saw was an empty room.

  When such a big thing happened, people from the Duke Club rushed over immediately, trying to find clues and the real culprit.

   Here is only a small part of their strength, most of them have already dispersed to search.

  If Duke Leslie is not found, or only his body is found, then everyone in the club cannot escape the responsibility!

  The Leslie family is not doing charity.

  The sudden appearance of Zuo Yi shocked all the people present. The men in black reacted very quickly, and immediately pointed their submachine guns at him.

  The middle-aged man on the phone shouted, "Who are you?"

   These are his last words.

  Zuo Yi\'s answer is very simple.

  He switched out the Chilong Sword from the space ring, and then swung the sword across left and right, only to see the sword glow flashing, and everyone was chopped into two pieces at the waist, and no one was spared.

   These people have strong blood and evil spirits in Zuo Yi\'s spiritual perception, and none of them are innocent and kind.

"Hey Hey hey…"

  The middle-aged man\'s cell phone fell to the floor, and a grumpy voice came from the receiver: "Anderson, what are you doing, you son of a bitch? Answer quickly!"

  Zuo Yi reached out and grasped falsely, and the phone immediately flew up and landed in his hand.

   "Hello."

  Hearing Zuo Yi\'s voice, the person on the receiver immediately became vigilant: "Who are you? Where\'s Anderson?"

   "Anderson is dead."

  Zuo Yi looked down at the body that had been cut into two pieces on the ground—well, he died quite peacefully.

   "You killed him?"

The voice of the other party suddenly became ferocious: "I am Wayne, Wayne Leslie, you kidnapped my son? Believe me, you will pay an unimaginable price for this, you, and your family... "

   "Did you say Duke Leslie?"

  Zuo Yi interrupted the other party\'s long nonsense: "He is also dead, Mr. Wayne, I think you should meet again soon."

  It is said that when the soul returns to the endless Styx, those who have passed away may meet in the Styx. The closer the relationship, the higher the probability of meeting.

  Wayne Leslie, the contemporary head of the Leslie family, Newlay city councilor, chairman of the Leslie Group.

   Newley\'s big name.

  A staff bearer!

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