I Am Really Not The Great Demon King

The person under Huang Gong looked at Zhang Heng who was younger than him, and the means to interrogate people were not very rich. Therefore, he did not have any hope that Zhang Heng would be able to let the other party talk.

At this time, I saw Zhang Heng hadn't spoken yet, and the shopkeeper Zhao on the opposite side had already spoken: "Where is the little baby from? The marksmanship is good."

"But, are you sure, you can dig something out of my mouth?"

Zhang Heng didn't say a word, but also relaxed. He smiled and looked at the wound on the eyebrows of the shopkeeper Zhao in front of him. He suddenly glanced sideways at Huang Gong's servant next to him, and said: "Look at what you did, you guys will stab others. Wounded, if it leaves a scar, isn't it not handsome?"

Huang Gong's head tilted his head awkwardly and looked at the young man in front of him, completely unaware of what the other party was saying.

After all, he couldn't ignorant of his conscience and say that shopkeeper Zhao is handsome.

The treasurer Zhao was sitting there with a fat belly, like an old sow pregnant with a baby, and looking at the other's face, she was almost overwhelmed by the fat.

He couldn't find it at all, the corner of the treasurer Zhao, the handsome character took the bait strangely.

Hearing Zhang Heng boasting that he was handsome, the shopkeeper Zhao had a thick face, and at this time a blush of shame appeared on his face.

Afterwards, I just listened to Zhang Heng continuing to say: "The interrogator can't interrogate like this. If you are facing someone's head like this, if there is an unstable hand in your hand, wouldn't you blow a hole in the person's head?"

"If you just stab someone to death, how will we interrogate next?"

Huang Gong's head looked at Zhang Heng with a circled face and continued to talk with a smile. I couldn't answer a word.

After all, he is unprofessional in the matter of interrogating prisoners.

In the next moment, Zhang Heng suddenly smiled and handed out the rotten silver gun in his hand.

The silver dazzling cold light flashed abruptly. At the moment when everyone was shocked, the spear in Zhang Heng's hand had wiped the shopkeeper's right cheek and pierced it out. Wherever the cold light passed, the sharp edge directly cut off the shopkeeper's sideburns. I don't know how many gray hairs.

Everyone saw Zhang Heng suddenly pierced out, stab Zhao's head directly, a heart could not help hanging up, fearing that Zhang Heng was young and vigorous, they directly shot the old and cunning, cunning, unspoken Zhao shopkeeper in front of him. died.

Fortunately, they immediately noticed that Zhang Heng was piercing the head of Shopkeeper Zhao with the gun, and when he was about to pierce Shopkeeper Zhao's innocence, suddenly the spear was slightly deflected, already rubbing the right cheek of Shopkeeper Zhao and stabbing it in the past.

Seeing Zhang Heng stabbed out with a single shot, it was just that the gunman cut off a few hairs from Shopkeeper Zhao.

The worries in everyone's hearts were suddenly relieved. But they didn't think that Zhang Heng's bluffing attack could have a huge impact on the shopkeeper Zhao, who had passed through many winds and waves.

But at this moment, when everyone was convinced that Zhang Heng was just bluffing to scare Shopkeeper Zhao, the face of Shopkeeper Zhao on the opposite side suddenly became pale and bloodless, and his forehead began to sweat that seemed very painful. .

Even the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch in pain, and in the throat of Shopkeeper Zhao, he couldn't help but let out a very painful cold snort.

At the same time, shopkeeper Zhao hurriedly stretched out his hand and covered the right side of his head.

Everyone saw that there was blood flowing continuously between the very white right fingers that the shopkeeper Zhang had maintained.

The smile on Shopkeeper Zhao's face finally disappeared. It was replaced by a very oppressive and sinister face. Shopkeeper Zhao's sinister eyes looked at Zhang Heng in front of him: "My ears, you..."

Hearing Shopkeeper Zhao took the initiative to speak, the others seemed to have understood what was going on. Looking at Zhang Heng's eyes, they suddenly showed admiration and fear and so on.

Instead of waiting for Shopkeeper Zhao to finish speaking, Zhang Heng had already collected the spear he had just stabbed out, handed the tip of his spear to Shopkeeper Zhao, and continued to speak with a smile: "Are you looking for your right ear? ?"

"Your right ear is here."

While speaking, Zhang Heng looked at the tip of the rotten silver spear in his own hand.

In Zhang Heng's hand, where the tip of the rotten silver spear was, he was wearing a white and rich ear with a full earlobe like Maitreya.

But now, this ear has left the owner's head, and it has also been stained with blood.

It seems that I can't write a sad reminder.

Others were shocked, surprised, and admired Zhang Heng's behavior when they heard Zhang Heng's words.

Under Zhang Heng's Huang Gong's command, what UN's speech was suddenly lit up.

At this time, I just listened to Zhang Heng, who was beside him, said to him: "There is a saying, called hurting his ten fingers, it is better to cut one of his fingers."

"You just made a scar on his forehead. He just felt pain in his body, but he really didn't feel anything in his heart."

"After all, that scar will only hurt for a short while. It will disappear in a few days. Put some ointment on it, I'm afraid it won't even leave the scar."

"How can such a scar make your interrogator feel shocked and fearful? If you don't let the other person feel shocked and afraid, how can the other person tell you the information you want to know?"

Then just listen to Zhang Heng continue to say: "My shot is different."

"I cut off one of his ears with a single shot. Not only will his body feel pain, but his heart will also be irritated and heartache, because the ear I cut off cannot be taken back."

"Even if his wound heals in the future, his ears will not grow back. Even if he changes to a fake ear in the future, every time he wakes up in the morning and puts on his fake ear, he must Think of the shot I cut off his ear."

"Therefore, when we interrogate, without killing the other party, we must make the other party understand that we don’t need everything except his life and everything. In this way, do you think he will be afraid of you? Will tell you those little secrets in his heart?"

The person under Huang Gong didn't know if he interrogated others in this way, would that person tell all the secrets in his heart like a bamboo tube and pouring beans.

But if someone interrogated him in this way, he felt that he might explain all the bad things he had done from his mother's womb.

Thinking of this, Huang Gong's subordinates only felt that the boy next to him was not like a boy at all. After all, the boy was full of energy and enthusiasm. He only asked right and wrong when he did things. No matter the method, where would he figure out such a detrimental move?

Others looked at Zhang Heng's face and became more admired and trusted.

Originally, especially the people under Huang Gong's command, they just followed Zhang Heng's instructions and didn't have any other ideas.

But now that they saw what Zhang Heng did, they finally understood why, the general dart head of Beihai Escort Bureau and Huang Gongcun of Huanggong Village, will coincidentally look at the young man in front of him, rather than look at them. one of the.

This is the gap.

The young man in front of him, not only was not their combat power, but even the young man's mind and the young man's way of thinking were beyond the reach.

If such people cannot be elected to lead them, then it can only show that the head of Sun Yaoting and Huang Gong of Huanggong Village are wine sacs and rice bags, and they have no knowledge of people.

The shopkeeper Zhao on the opposite side was staring at Zhang Heng in front of him with teeth that wanted to eat people.

The twisted and weak muscles on his face are showing the anger and hatred in Zhao's heart.

Shopkeeper Zhao's face is no longer the light and breezy that was just now, and his face is dead skinned.

Shopkeeper Zhao looked at Zhang Heng and said, "You want to kill me? Don't you want to get information from me anymore?"

Zhang Heng listened to the other party's question and immediately waved his hand to deny: "Where is it?"

"You are our most important and critical target person. If you do not speak, you can determine whether our action plan can be implemented or not, and determine our success or failure in the future."

"How dare we kill you."

Listening to Zhang Heng's words, looking at the sincere expression on Zhang Heng's face, and looking at his solemnity in his eyes, the shopkeeper Zhao knew that Zhang Heng was not lying.

But the more so, the more depressed he is!

It's so depressing!

Since Lao Tzu is so important! Are you treating Lao Tzu like this?

I didn't tell you that I must not tell you, so you can give me a killer and cut off one of my ears first.

Do you treat your key target person this way?

But on the other hand, Shopkeeper Zhao was completely speechless.

They did not endanger his life safety, they just cut off one of his ears. What's the big deal?

This is where the shopkeeper Zhao is extremely annoyed.

"You'd better not act rashly, otherwise, you will regret it." The shopkeeper Zhao looked at Zhang Heng in front of him and suddenly said with a serious face.

Hearing the words of shopkeeper Zhao, Zhang Heng couldn't help but froze for a moment, and then a puzzled expression appeared on his face, and then the puzzled expression flashed away. Then Zhang Heng carefully looked at the shopkeeper Zhao in front of him, and said silently. : "Since you say that, it means that you have any hole cards."

Then Zhang Heng stretched out his hand, touched his nose, and then went on to say: "In this case, I am very curious about your hole cards, so I want to try it. Are you okay?"

Hearing Zhang Heng's words, shopkeeper Zhao's face suddenly became a little ugly. He didn't expect Zhang Heng to be so difficult.

He didn't expect that, Zhang Heng didn't say that he didn't believe what he said, only that he would look at his cards.

Shopkeeper Zhao couldn't help but asked to explain, but at this moment, the rotten silver gun in Zhang Heng's right hand trembled like a silver dragon again, and a dazzling silver light was drawn in mid-air, straight towards Shopkeeper Zhao. Stabbed out.