Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

The consciousness of the wind direction north has been a little fuzzy.

　　 A strong cultivation base was almost abolished.

　　 Now he is no different from the waste.

　　The torture methods of the Law Enforcement Bureau are varied and beyond imagination. There are torture instruments specifically for martial arts powerhouses, which not only act on the body, but also on the spirit. The cruelty is beyond imagination.

　　 Therefore, even a domain master-level powerhouse, once dragged into such a torture room, he is subjected to various tortures continuously and recklessly, and it is difficult to hold it in the end.

　　 was hung up in the wind to the north, and his saliva fell uncontrollably with blood dripping.

　　 His eyes were dizzy, and he couldn't even control his facial muscles completely. He seemed to be a hemiplegic patient. How could he still have the slightest charm of the first strongman of the Luyuan Star Passerby?

In 　　's line of sight, the figure of the prison officer has been doubled.

　　 Consciousness is a bit chaotic.

The direction of the wind to the north requires careful thinking about who is Lin Beichen and who is Hu Yanyulong, because after his continuous torture, his brain is as if a red iron rod has been inserted into the brain to smash and dry the brain. It is about to lose function.

　　 It took dozens of breaths for the wind direction to have some clear memories.

　　 He twitched his face and made a gesture similar to a smile, and said in a vague and vague way: "No, he has no traitor, nor colluding with the demons..."

"Wrong choice."

　　 The execution officer shook his head disappointedly, and said regretfully, "This is not the answer that should be said from your mouth... Continue."

　　 The torture officer next to him began to manipulate the torture instrument and continued to use the torture.

　　 Eight bizarre metal tentacles protruded from the walls on the four sides of the torture chamber, with sharp ends penetrating them, accurately inserted into the feet, arms, heart, eyebrows, abdomen and spine in the north wind direction, and then they vibrated slightly...

　　 Feng Xiang's body bends and struggles violently, and his throat growls, like a giant prawn trembling and twitching with electricity.

　　 Blood gushes from wounds everywhere in the body.

　　 His consciousness quickly blurred.

　　At this time—

　　咚咚咚.

　　 There was a knock on the door.

"who is it?"

　　 The execution officer's expression was not very happy, he slowly got up to open the door, and said, "I'm being ordered to execute... Oh, it's Xiao Bi."

　　His expression changed slightly.

　　 How could I meet this lunatic at this time?

　　 Bi Yuntao is a well-known role in the law enforcement bureau system. He is young, strong in potential, innocent and powerful. He was once the future star of the law enforcement bureau.

But it is a pity that he insists too much on the so-called principle, does not know how to be flexible, and has been honed in real life countless times. It is still a stinky stone with edges and corners. I have offended many colleagues, so that everyone suspects that this ignorant guy may be a brain-dead.

　　 And because of some special reasons, the interrogation I conducted today should definitely not be known to a lunatic like Bi Yuntao.

　　 He began to conceive various countermeasures.

　　 "It turned out to be Supervisor Liao."

　　 Bi Yuntao obviously knew the execution officer, and nodded as a greeting.

　　 Supervisor Liao Zhi stood at the door of the torture room and blocked him, and didn't mean to let go.

　　 He glanced at Lin Beichen who was following Bi Yuntao, his face was vigilant, and frowned and asked, "What are you doing in the torture room with a stranger?"

　　 Investigators and execution officers are both affiliated to the Law Enforcement Bureau, but they are members of two different systems. Generally speaking, ordinary investigators need to apply for filing in order to enter the torture room.

　　 But special investigators are not listed here.

　　 Therefore, Liao Zhi couldn't make trouble on the grounds of program incompatibility for a while.

Bi Yuntao calmly explained: "There are new developments in the case in my hands, so the officer wants to interrogate Feng Xiangbei and Qin Moyan. The prison officer said that both of them had been mentioned in the 28th prison room for interrogation half an hour ago. I wonder if Supervisor Liao can finish the trial?"

　　 Liao Zhi shook his head and said, "No, please go back."

Bi Yuntao frowned, did not intend to retreat, but continued to force him and said: "According to the regulations of the Law Enforcement Bureau, each torture room interrogation cannot exceed half an hour. Supervisor Liao has already overtime. I will not care about overtime with you this time You can hand over those two criminals."

　　 "This is a special interrogation, and there is no time limit."

　　 Liao Zhidao.

　　 Bi Yuntao said: "I need to see the relevant authorization documents."

"you…"

　　 Liao Zhi looked angry: "Are you deliberately trying to oppose me?"

　　 "Whatever you want."

　　 Bi Yuntao was expressionless and uncompromising: "I am going to see two criminals now."

"impossible."

　　 Liao Zhi refused to give in.

　　 "What nonsense with him, hit him."

　　 Lin Beichen fanned the flames behind and said, "Kill him directly."

　　 Liao Zhi glared at Lin Beichen.

　　 The latter looked at each other without fear.

　　 Liao Zhi coldly snorted: "Where is the idiot newcomer? Do you understand the rules here?"

　　 He thought this was Bi Yuntao's new entourage, so he opened his mouth to scold him.

　　 Lin Beichen sneered.

　　 raised his hand and pushed. boom.

　　 Liao Zhi flew out.

　　 He intuitively felt an unimaginable huge force surge, his body slammed into the door of the torture chamber uncontrollably, and flew out.

　　 The door to the torture chamber opened in an instant.

　　 "What are you...what are you doing? In prison, it is forbidden to attack colleagues, otherwise severe punishment will not be granted."

　　 Bi Yuntao turned around and asked angrily.

　　 "Dear, that's your colleague, not mine."

　　 Lin Beichen looked indifferent, shrugged and shrugged, and said with a sneer: "Besides, my time is precious, and I can't waste it on this kind of kid..."

　　 then directly passed him and walked into the torture chamber.

　　Bi Yuntao looked at Lin Beichen's back

　　 He raised his hand and held the handle of the knife. After hesitating a few times, he finally took a deep breath, extinguished his plan to draw the knife, and followed closely.

　　 A pungent, **** smell pounced on his face.

　　 He couldn't be more familiar with this taste.

　　 It is normal to see blood in the execution room.

　　 Seems to be tortured Feng Xiangbei and others...

　　 Bi Yuntao was about to say something, but at this moment, his body suddenly stiffened.

　　 then shivered uncontrollably.

Because a terrifying killing intent that seemed like the substance, like a stormy ocean, swept across the entire torture chamber instantly, suffocating him, and his body trembled involuntarily under the huge panic, as if he was strangled by death. generally.

　　 And the prison guards in the torture chamber have all collapsed to the ground.

　　 Killing intent comes from Lin Beichen in front of him.

　　 "Brother Feng?"

　　 Lin Beichen looked at the **** humanoid being hung in the air, his voice trembled slightly, and tentatively asked: "Big Brother Feng, is it...is it you?"

　　 The wind opened his eyes slowly to the north.

　　 The eyes are dim and faint.

　　 That is not the look that a domain master-level expert who can physically cross the galaxy should have.

　　 is more like the blank gaze of a dying person who is already conscious and dying.

　　 "He...Lin...Sword Fairy...no traitor...no...no collusion with demons..."

　　 The wind said vaguely northward.

　　 Blood and saliva overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

　　 He has no idea who the boy in white is in front of him.

　　 just under the urging of the last trace of obsession and consciousness in my heart, I instinctively said this sentence that has been unwilling to change even after all kinds of torture for such a long time.