Yang Jian just said that he had boiled the medicine, and the weasel volunteered to come up.
He held a cup in his hand, and unceremoniously put a cup of medicine from the copper cauldron, and then walked towards the two purgatory killers with a grim smile. Yang Jian didn't know if it was his own illusion, he always felt that the weasel was not thinking.
To save people, it is to be prepared to be tortured.
When the weasel walked to the male purgatory killer, the purgatory killer screamed and turned his head to one side.
Although the killer has been tied up, he still struggles hard.
Yang Jian suddenly realized that he had just finished boiling the medicine liquid, and the medicine liquid was boiling. Although the weasel did this, it might not cause substantial damage to the two purgatory killers in the realm of the transformation of strength, but it still made them suffer.
Can do it.
As for the reason why the Purgatory Killer struggles, in addition to not wanting to suffer an accident, there is another reason that should be that he does not want to be rescued.
They were afraid that Dragon Soul would really ask for important information.
The weasel grabbed the male purgatory killer's chin, then pinched his cheek and made him open his mouth, pouring the hot medicine into his mouth. In this moment, the purgatory killer struggled even more violently, his throat
There was a scream like a pig slaughtering.
The weasel didn't care and even said relievedly: "Aren't you two very stubborn? I'll save you now and play with you slowly."
Yang Jian was amused and crying.
From the words of the weasel, Yang Jian could hear that the weasel had participated in the torture, but because the two killers in Purgatory were too stubborn, he could not ask for any valuable information. After repeated failures, the weasel's mood can be imagined.
He is obviously venting his anger now.
The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and defended the weasel: "Yang Jian, I hope you don't be surprised. Although Xiao Huang does this inhumanely, he has not slept for a day and a night in order to interrogate the two killers yesterday, and he is in a bad mood."
Yang Jian waved his hand and said he didn't care.
"This is a matter within your dragon soul, and it has nothing to do with me. I have told you that you, don't interfere with my freedom, and what you do has nothing to do with me."
The middle-aged man had to continue smiling bitterly.
At this time, the weasel had already given medicine to both the purgatory killers, and the effect of the medicine would probably be revealed in a while. Before this, the people of Dragon Soul stared at the two without blinking.
Killer.
It can be seen how nervous they are.
Even the two killers of Purgatory are no exception.
The female killer in Purgatory was nervous and deceived himself: "Don't think about it. We purgatory people have tested it when they refined poison. There is no medicine to cure this medicine, and as long as you take it, you will die!
”
The male purgatory killer also said: "After the poison was refined, we spent three years looking for a way to detoxify, but it was ineffective. You can give up."
Although the two purgatory killers seemed very confident when they spoke, the panic on their faces had not diminished, and there were even signs of intensification. It is estimated that they had already felt their physical changes, and they could only say such things by themselves.
Lie to yourself.
How fragile should their minds be if they need to deceive themselves?
Yang Jian said with interest: "Uncle, I suddenly remembered that didn't the weasels have been torturing two killers last night? Why did they give them a chance to take poison? And they were tied up and they couldn't bear poison on them.
Let's eat it?"
The middle-aged man has obviously figured out the matter.
He replied without thinking: "Because they put the poison in their mouths and protected them with a denture. When it comes to a dangerous moment, they just need to push off the dentures and swallow the poison. We only discovered it later."
Yang Jian nodded to show his understanding.
During the conversation, the bodies of the two Purgatory Killers changed.
Even if they were poisoned, even if they were covered in blood and covered up their true complexion, they could see that their faces turned pale and their lips turned purple. However, after taking the medicine, their faces gradually returned to rosy, and their purple lips returned to normal.
color.
At this point, anyone with eyes can know that the two killers have been saved.
The weasel breathed a sigh of relief and provoked the two killers: "Didn't you say that there is no medicine to cure the poison? Why was it saved by Yang Jian? Is this slap in the face painful? Haha, you have been studying it for three years but can't think of a way to detoxify, but
Yang Jian solved it all at once and I was so laughed to death!”
People with Dragon Soul can see two killers saved, and they can naturally feel their bodies getting better.
They were originally astonished as a result, and they became even more annoyed when they heard the weasel's words.
Perhaps in order to protect the last face, the male purgatory killer sneered: "How are you happy? So what if you save me back? Are you very proud? The dignified dragon soul actually wants to save his enemy. Just think about it.
I am sad for you."
The female purgatory killer said, "You want to ask for valuable information, but we can't say it anyway. You can only waste time on us. So what if you save us? You can't get anything.
!”
The weasel looked annoyed and embarrassed.
The Weasel obviously wanted to refute the two purgatory killers, but the facts proved that he worked hard all day and night without any effect, which made him very discouraged. Even if he wanted to refute at this moment, he had no confidence at all.
Middle-aged people also realize the difficulty of torture.
He sighed and said, "I have to admit that Purgatory has done a good job in secrecy. Even if their people are captured, it is difficult to reveal information. Our only way is to spend a lot of time to slap them.
will."
"well!"
Huo'er sighed and said, "But the people in Purgatory have been active all the time. Even if they get the information in a week, this information may lose its timeliness."
In Yang Jian's impression, Huo'er was a girl like a fire elf. Even if she couldn't be lively, she rarely sighed. But when facing purgatory, she showed a rare melancholy side, and even Yang Jian couldn't help but feel compassion.
"Don't sigh, the dignified dragon soul is so cowardly in front of two killers. Is it embarrassing to question the information to my junior. I promise to help you get the information today."
As soon as Yang Jian finished speaking, the Dragon Soul man and even the two killers looked over in surprise, which could be said to have caused a thousand waves.
However, they reacted differently.
The middle-aged man from Dragon Soul was surprised and said nervously: "Yang Jian, do you still have this kind of ability? How confident are you?"
The two killers of Purgatory laughed loudly, and the laughter exuded a sarcastic scent. Obviously, they did not think that Yang Jian had this ability. To be continued.