Zhao Xiaole was the first to break the calm and said: "Go and see if you have caught any big fish. Bring me back for questioning."
"yes."
Qinglong immediately took people to check.
The big man just reacted, "Beast, you beast, you actually use such despicable and shameless means to harm people, you, you, I will kill you!"
The big man rushed forward suddenly. Fanzi was shocked when he saw this, but Zhao Xiaole did not move. When the big man rushed forward, he hit him in the chest with his palm.
Bang.
The big man was directly knocked away.
In addition, he was already injured, and after being slapped by Zhao Xiaole, it could be said that the injuries were added to the injuries.
He lay on the ground for a while, losing the strength to get up.
The people around him swarmed forward, intending to take out the poison from the big man's mouth. Zhao Xiaole shouted: "Slow down!"
Only then did Fanzi stop castrating.
Zhao Xiaole said: "You are not as fast as him. He died before you took out the poison. Let's keep him here to see if we can continue fishing."
"yes."
The fans stopped coming forward and retreated one after another.
The big man lay on the ground panting, and after hearing Zhao Xiaole's words, he couldn't help but laugh.
His smile was so deep that it seemed as if he was crying.
In fact, he soon started crying, laughed for a while, then sobbed and beat his chest.
If he had died early, he would not have harmed the protector, but now because of his greed for life, the protector might die.
How can a big man not blame himself?
The people around him were all cold-blooded, so how could they care about his self-pity? They all looked like they were watching a monkey show, enjoying it slowly.
Zhao Xiaole also had no expression on his face, quietly waiting for the result.
Not long after, Qinglong came back and reported back: "Sir, the woman in white did come for a sneak attack, but she was rescued by her subordinates. It seems that she must have been seriously injured."
"In addition to this, the gunpowder ambush killed a total of sixteen people on the other side, all of them dead."
Zhao Xiaole nodded, turned around and sat down in his seat.
The rest of the people didn't say anything and just stood where they were.
Obviously, after suffering this loss, the other party basically gave up on rescuing the big man.
Moreover, the protector was also injured and did not have the strength to attack Dongchang again.
So, the next question is how to interrogate information from the big man, and Zhao Xiaole has his own idea.
Everyone just listens to orders.
The big man also listened to Qinglong's report and gradually stopped crying.
The protector was injured, but the protector did not die.
There's no better news than this.
The big man also felt much less self-blame in his heart.
"You want to get news out of me? You Jingyang people, stop daydreaming. I will only make the same mistake once, and I will never make it a second time. Jingyang people, come and stop me. Stop me from taking poison."
Ah, hahaha!"
The big man laughed arrogantly.
Although the fans were angry, they did not dare to make any move. They all looked at Zhao Xiaole, waiting for him to give instructions.
Zhao Xiaole, who was expressionless under the mask, said calmly: "Please."
Hearing this, not only the fans in the hall were stunned, the big man was also stunned, and then he laughed and said:
"Jingyang people, don't you just want to get information out of me? Do you think you can control me so easily? In my dreams, I will not be fooled by you. Even if we, the Demon Cultists, die, we will never be humiliated."
Zhao Xiaole was speechless, why should I insult you?
Apart from death, what else do you do now?
Please don't be sentimental, okay?
Don't think about the problem too complicated.
Zhao Xiaole said: "Since you want to die, I will help you. What? Are you afraid?"
The big man let out a sigh, "Am I afraid? Am I afraid of you Jingyang people? Damn it, uncle, I just want to insult you. You come first to snatch it, and then I die. I, the mountain people, have to find some ground today."
The big man was determined to die, but because of his face and the feeling of cowardice in his heart, he couldn't let it out.
Unless I play tricks on the fanboys of Xichang today, I will never accept death so humiliatingly.
But the fans know that the other party is trying to tease them, so who is still willing to step forward?
Isn’t this just being a fool in the past?
For a while, no one moved.
Zhao Xiaole couldn't help it. He didn't know whether he should say whether the other person was smart or stupid. If you die sooner or later, wouldn't you all die?
You are almost dead, why do you care what others do?
Isn’t this nothing to do?
So, Zhao Xiaole said: "It's okay if you don't want to die. Then we'll wait and see who comes to rescue you. If no one comes, then let the news about your rebellion spread and let you go. See the devil."
What will the followers of the Yi religion do to you?"
When the big man heard this, his expression suddenly changed.
The people of Jingyang are indeed cunning and insidious.
Now I can force him to die.
If he died, he would be somewhat unwilling to do so, but if he didn't die, it would obviously be a bad thing. The more the big man thought about it, the angrier and more anxious he became.
Anger rose in his heart, he pointed at Zhao Xiaole's nose and yelled, "Damn eunuch, I want to see what the people of this mountain can do today. If you can, come and kill me. If you don't, grandpa will scold you!"
Zhao Xiaole ignored him, closed his eyes and dozed off.
Since the big man wanted to die, let him be. Killing him now would make Zhao Xiaole feel insulted.
The big man was really in a dilemma, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, since you don't want to come over, I'll come find you."
The big man swung the iron chain, just as Zhao Xiaole and others rushed over. Zhao Xiaole shouted coldly, "Qinglong!"
Upon hearing this, Qinglong immediately jumped forward and struck the big man in the chest with his palm. How could the already seriously injured big man withstand such a swift and incomparable blow?
After being hit by his palm, the big man immediately lost half of his life and lay on the ground unable to resist anymore.
The big man is angry.
How could he be so cowardly?
How could you be played by these traitors like this?
He was unwilling to take the poison.
But he was too angry, and there was nowhere to vent the anger in his heart. The big man rolled his eyes and was furious to death.
When he saw the rewind screen appearing on the big man's head, Zhao Xiaole stopped everyone's movements and began what others saw as the so-called moment of remembering death.
The big man was born in the mountains since he was a child. He had a naughty and bad character since he was a child. When he was fifteen years old, he had a dispute with his father and beat him to death. As a result, he was punished by the Demonic Church.
In consideration of his young age, the church decided to give him a lighter punishment, exempting him from the death penalty and allowing him to learn doctrines in the church.
The big man obviously has no talent in this area, and he still knows nothing about it after studying for a long time. However, the church values him not because of his brain, but because of his body, which is too strong and powerful.
Therefore, the church transferred him to the Demon Martial Arts Academy.
Seeing this, Zhao Xiaole knew that the point had finally come.
