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Chapter 763: Holy City

Zhuang Lin reached out and shot out a few silver needles, directly penetrated into several acupoints around the old man Xinghui, and then moved his feet that were stepping on the old man's chest away.

"Medical King, I know why you didn't kill me, but I'm afraid you will be disappointed in the end. You can't ask anything from me." Losing his control over his body, Xinghui lay unwillingly on his slump.

On the ground, the eyes stared at Zhuang Lin and roared in that low voice.

"I believe that in the world, there is no door that cannot be opened. I will let you spit out everything you know." Looking at the hysterical old man, Zhuang Lin smiled unanimously, full of confidence.

Said full.

Although he has not received the most professional torture training, as a doctor, as a doctor, he is even more professional than those professionals in torture and confession.

He had met many tough guys, and at the beginning, they were all heroes, but in the end, each one, like a good baby, told everything he knew.

"Do you keep him, do you want to know something from him?" Blood flowed in the passage, and a strong smell of blood filled the air. Zi Yue frowned slightly, obviously she didn't like this smell.

, walked up slowly and asked Zhuang Lin.

"This group of people destroyed a manor in my house, killed several people in the village, and then ambushed me twice in a row, but I still don't know what their origins are, so I can only find a way to do this

The old man took out something from his mouth." Zhuang Lin did not hide it, nodded and responded.

The reason why he left the old man Xinghui was because this old man was the most powerful person here except for the frozen peak powerhouse. With such strength, his status would definitely not be in this mysterious organization.

Low, I must know more than those little pawns.

"Is such a simple thing so troublesome? Look at me." As she said this, Zi Yue's smile became brighter and she saw her slowly walking to the old man.

He bent down and stuffed a light green pill that he took out from somewhere into the old man's mouth.

Zhuang Lin leaned forward and looked at the slight fragrance of medicine that escaped from the pill. Based on his understanding of the spiritual medicine, based on this fragrance, it can be roughly inferred that Zi Yue took it out.

This pill contains at least five kinds of spiritual medicine, and it is the innate spiritual medicine that has been over a hundred years.

"Miss Ziyue, what pill did you take?" As a doctor, after seeing this pill with unknown effect, his heart felt like he was scratched by a cat's paw, itchy.

It was so fatal that I couldn't help but ask.

"This pill was refined by a senior in our Emei Secret Realm. It is called Wenxin Pill. As the name suggests, it is a pill used to interrogate prisoners. No matter how well a person is, you just need to take this pill for him.

He will answer any questions you asked obediently." Ziyue stood up and said lightly.

After learning the efficacy of the pill from Zi Yue's mouth, Zhuang Lindai stood there and didn't react for a long time.

This kind of thing that exists in people's fantasy, the monks in the secret realm were actually made out. With this treasure, how can you be afraid? This prisoner doesn't tell the truth. This treasure is simply torture and forced confession.

The artifact.

"Don't be there stupidly. Come over and ask the questions you want to ask. This pill has a very short effect, only five minutes." Seeing Zhuang Lin standing there,

Zi Yue gave him a blank look, leaned against his ear, and shouted loudly.

Zhuang Lin then woke up, squatted down and pulled the old man lying on the ground.

"What's your name?" Because it was the first time I saw this kind of heart-warming pill, Zhuang Lin was not sure and asked the old man.

"Xinghui Kumai" the old man sat blankly on the ground, his eyes were dull and there was no expression on his face. He looked like a vegetable, and his dull voice was answered word by word

road.

When Zhuang Lin heard the old man's answer, he was delighted. It seemed that this kind of inquisitive pill was indeed useful, and the effect was surprisingly good. It was indeed a secret cultivator who took action and the quality was guaranteed.

"Where are you from?" Zhuang Lin continued.

"Ottoman Empire" immediately followed, the old man revealed a place that Zhuang Lin could never have imagined, the Ottoman Empire, an ancient but declining empire.

"What's your organization's name?"

"Holy City"

When Zhuang Lin frowned when he heard the name he said. He was not unfamiliar with the holy city he mentioned. Not only was he not unfamiliar with, but he was afraid that any mercenary in the mercenary world would be any mercenary in the world of mercenaries.

, they are very familiar with this organization.

The reason is no different, because this organization is the enemy of all legions in the world. In the two hundred years of its existence, it has launched so-called holy wars against mercenary legions countless times. According to statistics, in these two hundred years, there were more than fifty.

The legion was destroyed by the holy city.

In order to fight against the Holy City, the mercenary army united more than once and wanted to destroy it, but the final result of each action was not only unable to destroy this evil force, but instead caused heavy losses to itself.

Two hundred years of inheritance, although this ancient force has begun to decline under the pressure of several new dynasties, the century-old heritage is not comparable to those new dynasties. Without that force, no one dares to underestimate it.

The existence.

Zhuang Lin stood there, with a brief silence. He guessed many possibilities, but he never thought that the organization that ambushed him would be the holy city.

Just thinking about it again on the other hand, I feel relieved. Just imagine, on the Asian continent, which organization can have more than two peak powerhouses and can dispatch so many gun kings and top powerhouses at once, except

There is no other Holy City.

"How many peak powerhouses are there in your organization? Also, is the Saint Lord still alive?" Zhuang Lin asked again after silence.

Since we have already tear the face with this giant, things have no room for improvement, we must prepare from now on. First of all, we need to understand this organization more. Only by understanding it thoroughly can we ensure that we are following

In the competition in the Holy City, it is not passive.

Among the information he knew, there were three peak powerhouses in the Holy City. Among them, the Holy Lord was the strongest man who had already reached the top in the middle of the last century. Now it has been a century. As early as many years ago, the Holy Lord had already
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