City Exchange Life Club

Shiro Okita's home is a single-family villa.

There are also two bodyguards guarding the gate outside.

Zhao Yan was ready to sneak in quietly.

He walked over.

"Hey…"

Before the two bodyguards could finish speaking, Zhao Yan crushed his neck with one hand and threw it to the ground.

"No lights? Nobody's home?"

Zhao Yan muttered, grabbed the door lock and slammed it, and then walked in swaggeringly.

Make no mistake, just kill everyone who sees him and it's a perfect infiltrate!

After entering, Zhao Yan frantically rummaged around.

But I have searched everywhere, and there are only some ordinary materials and books in the study room, and there is no information.

At the same time, in the secret room on the first floor.

Okita Shiro was chatting with a middle-aged man.

"Okita-kun, you put all your confidential information here, is it safe?" The middle-aged man was worried.

Shiro Okita laughed: "Of course, no one will find it here, and the sound insulation of the secret room is very good, and it can also be used to interrogate prisoners. No matter how loud it is inside, it can't be heard outside."

"Yo Xi!" The middle-aged man gave a thumbs up.

At the same time, Zhao Yan did not find any confidential information, so he went down to the living room to leave, and when he was leaving, his hand accidentally touched a vase on the shelf next to the door.

But the vase did not fall and move.

Zhao Yan's eyes lit up, and there was something tricky.

He turned the vase carefully, staring at the wall where the shelves were placed and slowly moved aside.

Then I saw two people inside.

The two people inside just happened to see him.

The six eyes were facing each other, and the atmosphere instantly solidified.

"That...Is it not the right time for me to come?" Zhao Yan asked politely.

Among the two people, one of them was Shiro Okita, and the other was obviously not worthy of being known to Zhao Yan.

The person who was not worthy of Zhao Yan's acquaintance looked at Shiro Okita and asked, "Okita-kun, who is he?"

Is this what you mean by the secret room?

It is doubtful whether it is hidden or not.

But the sound insulation effect is the card clothing poke.

People came into the house, but we didn't find it.

"A damned person!" A murderous intent flashed across Shiro Okita's face, and he took out his pistol.

The other person saw it, too.

These two, obviously want to shoot a gun!

If Zhao Yan didn't see this kind of thing that hurts the body, it's fine. If he sees it, he must stop it: "Don't do this kind of thing, and it's not good for the body."

This is the lesson he summed up with blood and tears.

Young people are less likely to do it themselves.

"Go to hell!" Shiro Okita gritted his teeth.

"Snapped!"

Before he pulled the trigger, Zhao Yan slapped the guns in their hands and smashed their hands.

"Ah ah ah..."

The two let out a shrill scream.

"Look, I've said it all, it's not good for your body to play with a gun at any time, and you should hurt your hands." Zhao Yan's earnest and earnest Chunchun taught the two of them.

This kind of thing has to be restrained, it really hurts the body.

Now this is a living example!

"Bagaya Road!"

The two cursed loudly and rushed towards Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan raised his foot and kicked the two in.

He closed the door of the secret room.

It's a good habit to close the door at any time for small details.

Then he showed a hideous smile and rubbed his hands: "There are only three of us left now, and no one will come to rescue you even if you break your throat."

Shiro Okita and the two looked terrified.

"You... what do you want to do, Gao Huan, we are from the Great Eastern Empire, don't mess around!"

Okita Shiro suddenly regretted that the sound insulation of the secret room had been done so well, so even if he wanted to call for help now, no one would hear him.

"I'm not messing around."

"I will come in great order and rhythm."

"Start with your hands, crush your bones piece by piece, I don't believe your mouth is harder than a bone." Zhao Yan showed a cruel smile.

Then grab the hands of the two of them first, starting from the thumb, pinching and clicking, the bones are crushed.

"Ahhh!"

Fingers connected to their hearts, their faces twisted in pain.

"Speak or not!" Zhao Yan asked.

The two were speechless in pain.

Zhao Yan crushed their index fingers again.

Click, the sound is crisp and pleasant.

"Ahhhh!"

The two were like pinched **.

"Speak, don't talk! Talk, don't talk!"

Kachacha~

"Ahhh!"

"Say it or not! Say it! Say it and you won't have to suffer like this! Say it quickly!"

Kachacha~

"Ahhh!"

He had already crushed all ten of their fingers, but he didn't even speak, Zhao Yan sneered: "You oriental spies are really hard-boned, as expected of professional training, okay, let's continue playing, I don't believe you are true I won't say anything until I die!"

"Slow! Slow!" Shiro Okita finally had the time to catch his breath, and shouted in a crying voice with grievance and grief: "What do you want us to say! You ask! You ask! You ask!"

The other person also looked at Zhao Yan with grief and indignation, clenching his teeth, trembling all over: "Too deceived, too deceitful, Bagayalu, you don't ask anything, let us say! How to say it!"

Zhao Yan's face froze, and he seemed to have skipped the question and went straight to the trial.

But that can't be his fault.

When he saw the little devil, he couldn't help it!

This is an impulse that comes from deep within the blood.

Of course, he couldn't be wrong.

Therefore, it can only be Okita Shiro and the two who were at fault.

"Clap!"

"Baga!" Zhao Yan raised his hands and asked confidently: "I don't ask, wouldn't you take the initiative to say it? You have no self-consciousness and no enthusiasm at all, and it's really dishonest!"

Shiro Okita: "..."

Lunatic, riding a horse, this is a lunatic!

"I gave you a chance to take the initiative. Since you can't catch it, just follow the procedure." Zhao Yan said without changing his face: "Now I will ask questions and report your names, identities, and purposes."

"Okita Shiro, the superintendent of the special high school, the leader of the empire's intelligence personnel in the magic capital." After Okita Shiro suffered horrific torture, he was really scared.

"In Aoi, the members of the Black Dragon Society have just come from China and were ordered to obey Okita-kun's arrangements."

Zhao Yan nodded: "Now, hand over all the information and lists in your hands."

"It's all there." Shiro Okita pointed.

Zhao Yan looked back and found that there were many books and envelopes in the cabinet behind him.

"Is it all here?" Zhao Yan asked.

Okita Shiro nodded again and again: "I promise to be here, there is absolutely nothing to hide!"

"That's good." Zhao Yan nodded, and then punched out like a thunderbolt, breaking Shiro Okita's head.

Immediately afterwards, he grabbed Teacher Cang's eponymous devil's neck with a backhand, and with a click, he took off his head.

"Then it's useless to keep you."

Zhao Yan shrugged, packed all the documents away, and cremated them on the spot with a torch.

Then the figure quickly disappeared into the darkness.

He came gently as she walked gently.

With a wave of his sleeves, he harvested two dog heads.