Chapter 669 Zhou Kaize, the young master of the Zhou family?

Hearing words.

Zhang Fan couldn't help but smile.

No more to say.

He just took a look at Feng Yang who was standing next to him, then got up, slowly walked to the window, and looked at the scenery with his hands on his back.

"You, you...what do you want to do?"

Watching Feng Yang approaching step by step.

Tan Ren's eyelids twitched, and a bad premonition surged into his heart. He trembled and kept retreating.

"I just like you who are stubborn."

"Otherwise, Brother Fan won't give me a chance to perform well."

Feng Yang smiled sinisterly, and without waiting for Tan Ren to speak, he slapped him hard on the face.

"You are so fucking daring to kidnap Arong's sister-in-law and Xiaoqian's aunt."

"You don't answer Brother Fan's question, you still install it here."

"You're hard?"

As he spoke, Feng Yang slapped Tan Ren on the other half of his cheek.

Without any strength to hold back, Feng Yang's palm made a little painful.

but.

Tan Ren's cheeks had become red and swollen, and it looked like two buns were stuffed inside.

It's really a bit funny.

"Feng Yang, what are you? You dare to hit me?"

"I tell you, don't give me a chance, otherwise I will be the first to kill you."

Tan Ren's eyes were scarlet and covered with bloodshots. He stared at Feng Yang with an extremely ferocious look and roared viciously.

It would be fine if you were humiliated by Zhang Fan.

Because Zhang Fan's strength is there.

But what is Feng Yang?

Do you dare to humiliate him and slap him in the face?

"You can keep talking, just as I want to see when you can hold on."

Feng Yang curled his lips, and the threat to Tan Ren was unheard of.

"Brother Fan, do you have any silver needles? I thought of an interesting way to torture."

Feng Yang looked at Zhang Fan with great interest.

He was increasingly looking forward to Tan Ren being more polite for a while.

In this way, he can torture Tan Ren more.

"Silver Needle?"

Zhang Fan glanced at Feng Yang strangely, not knowing what he wanted to do.

However, he still took out a few silver needles he carried with him and handed them to Feng Yang.

I'm too lazy to ask more questions.

All he wants is the result.

As for what method Feng Yang would use to interrogate the result, he didn't care.

"What do you want to do?"

Looking at Feng Yang's bright silver needle in his hand, Tan Ren was really afraid.

His voice trembled and his eyes trembled.

"Have you seen the Fair Princess? Do you know Mama Rong?"

"I want to follow the example of Rong Mama's practice of stabbing people. I don't know what that would feel."

Feng Yang felt a little relieved as he thought about it.

He quickly fell to Tan Ren and said excitedly: "You must persist for a while, don't beg for mercy, and don't rush to tell the people behind you and let me torture you for a while."

Hearing Feng Yang's request.

Tan Ren was stunned.

Mud horse?

Are you a fucking devil?

"here we go."

Feng Yang didn't say too much nonsense to Tan Ren. He pulled out a silver needle and grabbed Tan Ren's palm.

Next second.

In the restaurant in the private room, Tan Ren's screams like a pig slaughter came.

"ah!"

The voice was extremely sad, as if the family's closest relative had died.

"Don't shout, don't shout, it's not good to disturb the people."

Feng Yang's face was full of harmless smiles.

If I don’t know, I thought Feng Yang was comforting Tan Ren.

Then.

Another silver needle was pierced into Tan Ren's fingernails.

The howling sounded like a pig slaughtered sounded again.

On Tan Ren's forehead, beads of sweat as big as beans kept rolling down.

The roar just now has turned into a low howl.

Even Zhang Fan felt affected after seeing this scene.

Ten fingers connect the heart.

Feng Yang inserted the silver needle into Tan Ren's fingernails. This move was cruel.

I guess even the two warriors from the Zhou family outside can't bear it, right?

"I said, I said, what do you want to ask, I said everything..."

Tan Ren was completely timid.

There was no longer the tough look he had just now on his face.

The crotch of the pants became even wet, and a smell of urine came.

Feng Yang stood aside with disgust, covering his nose.

He gave Tan Ren a bored look and said, "What a fucking waste. You can't bear it if you only have two fingers?"

"Didn't you say that you can hold on for a little longer? You say everything, how can I continue to torture you?"

Feng Yang was very dissatisfied with Tan Ren's confession so quickly.

Without saying anything, he inserted a silver needle into Tan Ren's fingernails.

Then stop.

"ah……"

The screams of hoarseness resounded throughout the private room, as if they wanted the roof of the hotel to be lifted up.

"Don't shout, it's too noisy."

Zhang Fan glared at Tan Ren speechlessly.

Wasn't you still so tough just now? Why are you like a dog now?

"Zhang, no... Brother Fan, I said, what do you want to ask, I said everything, please don't let him torture me again."

Tan Ren begged hard.

He felt that although Zhang Fan was merciless in his work, he would give him two or three chances first.

But Feng Yang is simply a devil, and he tortures people who will never give up until he achieves his goal.

He is just an ordinary person, how can he withstand such torture?

"good!"
To be continued...