After hearing Ye Fan's words, Feng Bo immediately glared at him.
But Ye Fan's medicine made him laugh uncontrollably, so this threat became undeterrent because of the laughter.
"Oh, are you so stubborn?"
Ye Fan's eyes flashed with danger, and he took out three chairs from the ring.
"Dijiang, Haezhi, let's sit down. Anyway, I'm not in a hurry today, but I want to see how long he can stay strong!"
Di Jiang was not sure what Ye Fan was thinking, but out of trust in Ye Fan, he still pulled Haechi to sit down.
"Hahaha! It doesn't matter how long you wait, I won't tell you anything, haha! It's yours!"
Faced with Feng Bo's answer, Ye Fan chose to ignore it.
Feng Bo laughed. He had never felt that time could pass so slowly.
His voice was hoarse from laughter, but he still couldn't help but want to laugh out loud.
Physiological tears couldn't stop flowing from my eyes.
Ye Fan, on the other hand, was chatting and laughing with Di Jiang and Xie Zhi beside him, forming a sharp contrast with Feng Bo, who was laughing wildly and bursting into tears.
Finally, after one stick of incense, Feng Bo couldn't hold it any longer.
"Haha! I said! Haha! Give me the antidote! Hahaha, I can't stand it anymore!"
Uncle Feng almost roared out these words.
Only then did Ye Fan shift his attention from chatting to Uncle Feng.
"Then tell us everything you know, and I will undo the medicine on you!"
Ye Fan is very smart. He knows that with Uncle Feng's cunning temperament, if the antidote is given to him directly, he will definitely go back on his word.
"Haha, what can I do? Haha, tell me! Hahaha, give me the solution first! Ha, medicine!"
Uncle Feng laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe, and he said with difficulty.
Ye Fan thought for a moment and took out a small jade bottle.
He poured out a small pill from the jade bottle and stuffed it into Uncle Feng's mouth.
"This antidote is only worth the time of one stick of incense. If you cooperate with us truthfully, I will naturally give you the permanent antidote. But if you dare to play any tricks, then you will laugh forever."
Ye Fan threatened.
Feng Bo secretly complained in his heart.
Ye Fan's guess was absolutely correct. He really planned to turn his back on him immediately after getting the antidote.
Unexpectedly, Ye Fan still had such a hand.
Uncle Feng trembled in his heart when he thought that he would still suffer such pain just one stick of incense later.
"Master Ye Fan, what kind of criminal law is this? Why have I never seen it before?"
It was rare for Xiao Haezhi not to have a straight face, but to show some doubts.
"This is called Laughing Punishment. Just think of it as my invention."
Ye Fan patted Xie Zhi on the head.
Perhaps because Ye Fan answered his doubts, Haechi did not avoid his hand.
"Tell me, who is your undercover agent in Guangming Pavilion?"
Di Jiang asked with a cold face.
Uncle Feng smiled bitterly and reported a list of names.
After hearing these names, Di Jiang's face turned completely dark.
"When did you evil faction instigate so many people in Guangming Pavilion to rebel against me? Under my nose, you let them fish in troubled waters for so many years!"
"You can't even control your own people's hearts, and you still want to defeat our evil faction? It's simply a wishful thinking!"
Although he was in jail, Uncle Feng still laughed without any politeness.
"Since Di Jiang asked a question, let me ask the second question."