"Sure? I'm not sure, because I will definitely succeed."
Yang Jian ignored the two purgatory killers and gave the middle-aged man a very positive answer. While speaking the answer, he revealed his absolute confidence. But it was because he was too confident that the middle-aged man frowned slightly.
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Although he did not say it clearly, his suspicion of Yang Jian was already very obvious.
It is estimated that in his eyes, although Yang Jian has the talent, he inevitably makes a mistake that most young people will make, that is, he is frivolous and arrogant.
He perfunctorily said, "Well, you can just try it."
While speaking, he waved his hand casually, and his perfunctory attitude was already very obvious.
Yang Jian smiled secretly in his heart when he saw it.
With his real age and strength, how could he have such a thing as a young and frivolous person? He said this only because he had absolute confidence and certainty. As the famous Aohui Shengsheng Erlang Zhenjun, if he had to do this,
If you can’t even get things done, you can find a piece of tofu to kill you!
Walking to the male purgatory killer, Yang Jian looked him in the eyes.
In this moment, two golden lights burst out from Yang Jian's eyes and penetrated into the killer's eyes. Then, Yang Jian's right hand quickly pointed in the void with a certain rule, outlining a complex talisman.
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"amnesty!"
Yang Jian shouted lightly, and the talisman outlining in the void suddenly penetrated into the mind of the purgatory killer like lightning. At his forehead, a word "slave" flashed by, and the purgatory killer who was struggling suddenly became quiet.
The female killer in Purgatory obviously noticed the change in his companion.
She struggled hard and shouted uneasily: "Yang Jian! What did you do? What did you do to him?"
Yang Jian ignored the female killer and gasped slightly to rest.
Because using soul control techniques on a master at the level of Huajin is much more difficult than Yang Jian expected. I thought that just controlling Yang Zhenhai made Yang Jian very tired. Now Yang Zhenhai has changed to a master at the level of Huajin.
The increase in difficulty is conceivable.
If it weren't for the killer of purgatory that he had been tortured by the weasel and was extremely physically and mentally exhausted, Yang Jian would not even be sure of success.
At this moment, the middle-aged man with Dragon Soul probably thought that Yang Jian had failed, so he came over to comfort him and said, "Yang Jian, don't force yourself. Although I don't know what you want to do, the opponent is a master in the realm of the transformation of spirit, and there is no
So easy to succeed.”
Yang Jian took a few breaths quickly and adjusted the disordered internal breath.
"Uncle, don't worry, I've succeeded. You can ask whatever you want."
"Success?"
The middle-aged man was shocked and said, "Yang Jian, don't make me happy. Xiao Huang worked hard all day and night but failed. You can do this a few times? Tell me, what did you do to the killer of Purgatory just now?"
Yang Jian smiled and said, "This kind of thing is quite troublesome. You are not an ancient martial arts practitioner, so it is probably difficult to understand, just like I cannot understand the cultivation system of superpowers for the time being. In short, I will demonstrate it to you."
Yang Jian signaled the middle-aged man to look at the male purgatory killer, and then asked: "What's your name? When was the first time I had sex with a woman?"
The Purgatory Killer said with dementia: "My name is Lu Tiangong. My first time having sex with a woman was on his birthday when he was sixteen."
When the purgatory killer said this message, the middle-aged man was already shocked, his eyes were almost as big as a pigeon egg, and his chin almost fell to the ground. It is conceivable that the captain of the Dragon Soul was shocked like this.
How much impact did everything in front of him have on him?
His interest in Yang Jian is even greater than that of the killer of Purgatory.
"Yang Jian, how did you do it? What is the principle? Can Chinese martial arts practitioners and psychics also use such magic?"
The middle-aged man became more and more anxious as he said something, his face turned red, and finally he grabbed Yang Jian's shoulder tightly.
Yang Jian said helplessly: "Uncle, have you forgotten your responsibilities? The most important thing for you now is to ask what you need to know, otherwise, once the information is timely and timely, it will be useless for you to know."
The middle-aged man slapped his forehead hard and then woke up from the shock.
He turned around and asked the Purgatory killer: "Where is the headquarters of your Purgatory? Where is the head of your head? What branches are there near China?"
As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, the female purgatory killer was like a cat with a trampled tail, shouting anxiously: "Can't tell them! No! If the Dragon Soul people know this information, we will be done! Lu Tiangong
! Be awake!"
The female purgatory killer shouted and said it out loud.
But the male purgatory killer was always indifferent.
Not only did he not respond to his companions, he also did not answer the questions of middle-aged people.
The excited middle-aged man gradually became disappointed.
He asked Yang Jian curiously: "Yang Jian, what's going on? Why didn't he tell me? Didn't he even know these things?"
Yang Jian did not answer the middle-aged man, but repeated the middle-aged man’s question just now.
The male purgatory killer finally replied: "I don't know where the leader is. His whereabouts have always been the secret of our purgatory. Our headquarters are in the southeast..."
The Purgatory Killer just said this, the middle-aged man covered his mouth with lightning speed.
The Purgatory Killer was still answering Yang Jian’s question, but he could only make a whimpering sound.
When Yang Jian looked at the middle-aged man in confusion, the middle-aged man smiled dryly: "There is a hotel after all, be careful of the ears of the walls. It's enough for me to hear this. From his mouth, I already know which country it is."
Yang Jian shook his shoulders indifferently.
Anyway, he was not interested in this kind of thing, and the reason why he took action was just because Huo'er was pitiful, which made him feel compassionate.
He said lightly: "My mission has been completed, it's time to go back. You can handle the next thing yourself. Also, you know where the headquarters of Purgatory is your business. Don't bother me, I don't want to be your thug.
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When Yang Jian was about to turn around and leave, the middle-aged man hurriedly shouted: "Yang Jian, wait a moment, this killer only listens to you, how should we deal with him?"
Yang Jian said without looking back: "Humanity is destroyed. A mere killer in the realm of the transformation of spirit can't help me. Moreover, he was tortured so much by you. I want to use him to heal him. It's a loss.
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Of course, there is another reason why Yang Jian is unwilling to use this killer.
That is, when the people in Purgatory know this, they will definitely try every means to eliminate the killer. Yang Jian not only needs to heal him but also protect him. Just thinking about it makes me feel very troublesome.