Yang Yuanlang needs to enter a state of extreme anger at this moment, and practicing with such anger is the strongest.

If he knew that his daughter was still alive, he would definitely lose his temper and the progress of his practice would be greatly compromised.

So for the time being, Yang Yuanlang is not allowed to know that his daughter is still alive.

I sorted out Yang Yuanlang's tendons.

Wang Han asked someone to pull the newly brought cow into the secret room.

I am going to interrogate some details about Mi Tian when I wake up later.

I went to the place where several people in Zhudong were retreating.

Satisfied, he walked out the door with his hands behind his back.

In a few days, these people will be able to leave seclusion one after another.

A disciplinary inspection team to rectify the atmosphere in the world will emerge again.

Turned around and came back.

Wang Han is going to interrogate that middle-aged man.

With a creak, the door opened.

The middle-aged man who woke up raised his head and looked at Wang Han.

The smile is ferocious.

"You can't even hear a word from me!"

Wang Han sat down and said, "I have plenty of ways to get words out of you."

The middle-aged man laughed.

"Want to torture me? Do you think I might give you that chance?"

While speaking, the middle-aged man suddenly roared angrily.

He bit hard with his teeth and the poison packet hidden in his mouth exploded.

A mouthful of blood came to his throat, and the middle-aged man spat out a mouthful of black blood at Wang Han with a ferocious smile.

"You want to interrogate me! Go ahead and have your dream!"

His body twitched, and his head drooped softly.

Wang Han lit a cigarette.

Call someone to bring a potion.

After waiting for half an hour, someone gave me the injection.

The middle-aged man's body twitched a few times.

Open your eyes slowly.

Looking around confused.

I wanted to move, but suddenly I found that my body still couldn't move and was still tightly restrained.

The middle-aged man turned his head and looked around.

I realized that I was still in that cell.

Doubts in my heart.

Why are you still tied here after you're dead?

Bah!

A voice came from the darkness.

The lighter burst into flames.

Reflects a face.

The cigarette butt lit up.

After seeing that face clearly, the middle-aged man's pupils narrowed.

Gradually I realized something, "I...I'm not dead?"

Wang Han leaned forward, and the smoke turned into an arrow and spit out from his mouth. It shot out for more than two meters before slowly dispersing.
Chapter completed!