"Liu Zhengyang, the situation is not very good now."

Zhong Qinglei said worriedly: "For us, the most important thing is always intelligence. Although we defeated the two brothers, if we cannot get enough information from them, it still means we lose, but..."

At the end, Zhong Qinglei stared at the seriously injured brothers and sighed.

It is obvious that middle-aged and strong men who knew they could no longer escape would never provide any important information to Liu Zhengyang. They even hoped to conceal the affairs of the forces behind them, so that Liu Zhengyang would suffer in the future.

Then Liu Zhengyang will not be able to fundamentally solve the problem.

It will not make much sense for him to come from the base camp.

The chief had also foresaw this ending and sighed: "There is no way, we can only transport medicinal materials carefully in the future."

"I don't think so." Liu Zhengyang smiled confidently.

Zhong Qinglei and the chief were stunned for a moment, and looked at Liu Zhengyang incredibly.

What does Liu Zhengyang mean when he said this?

Could it be that he has a way to make the two brothers who are undoubtedly dead speak?

But if they were either middle-aged or strong men, they would definitely not cooperate properly.

"You'll know just look at it." Liu Zhengyang walked forward slowly.

He squatted in front of the middle-aged man, then extracted a wisp of demonic energy, and instilled into the middle-aged man's body.

The pain of the demonic energy invading the body immediately made the middle-aged man scream in a shrill voice.

I don’t know how far the terrifying screams were heard in the wilderness.

Zhong Qinglei and the Chief were both people who had experienced the invasion of demonic energy, so they naturally knew what Liu Zhengyang was doing.

"President Liu, do you want to torture the confession?" asked the chief.

"But for monks, is this method really effective?" Zhong Qinglei was skeptical.

The spirit of ordinary people is far less tenacious than that of monks, so they are likely to be beaten up when they are tortured and forced to confess. However, it is much more difficult to do the same thing with a spiritually tenacious monk, especially when the other party hates Liu Zhengyang so much.

"It's okay." Liu Zhengyang said calmly: "They don't want to tell you honestly. I can play with them. If you don't have a day, just one week, just one month, just one month, just one year, just one month, just one year, and they will always surrender."

When Liu Zhengyang talked about a year, the middle-aged man trembled clearly, and there was obvious fear in his eyes.

Just such a short pain now has made him extremely uncomfortable. If he had to torture him like this for a year, he would be crazy!

But if he wants to surrender, not to mention that he can't stand his face, the severe pain alone will make him speechless.

The strong man next to him became more and more anxious as he looked at him. Finally, he asked in a crying voice: "Liu Zhengyang! What do you want?"

Liu Zhengyang did not answer and continued to instill demonic energy into the middle-aged man's body.

The strong man asked Liu Zhengyang a few words, and found that it was ineffective, so he could only beg in pain: "We are wrong, Alliance Leader Liu, please be proud of your kindness, stop torture my elder brother, if you want to torture me, come and torture me."

"What you should know is not the answer I want." Liu Zhengyang said coldly.
Chapter completed!