Continue to beat up.

All slaps in the face.

Fist to the flesh.

The eyes were bulging out.

The screams were also dying.

But I stopped quickly. I couldn't hit it anymore. I would faint if I hit it again.

Disiasing is the self-protection of the human body. If you pass through the diaphragm, you won’t feel the pain. That’s a waste of time. Of course not.

He needs the other party to feel the pain clearly and deeply.

Lazy and let go, retreated, and naturally wiped his hands on Qingqi Qingyin's clothes.

Sorry, it's a little dirty. I lend you your clothes for use.

Qingqi Qingyin:???

Zhang Yong wiped it again.

Some other places have not been wiped clean just now.

Qingqi Qingyin:...

Your uncle!

What are you rubbing on me?

Just as he was about to speak, he heard Zhang Yong say coldly: "Prepare to be punished."

"What are you going to do?" Qingqi Qingyin hurriedly stopped him.

"Torturing!" Zhang Yong replied bluntly, "How can you confess if you don't beat him?"

"What do you want to ask? You can ask now."

"That's OK."

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

He kicked Ye Wansheng again.

Then he asked coldly: "Where is your money?"

"I, I..." Ye Wansheng's tone was vague, his mouth was covered in blood, and he was beaten by Zhang Yong.

Of course, this is not the point.

The point is that the other party is Zhang Yong! The one who beats him is Zhang Yong!

Zhang Yong actually came to Shanghai!

He was still beaten ruthlessly in front of the Japanese!

Ahhhhh…

The other party is Zhang Yong...

"You are Ye Xiufeng's nephew. Don't tell me that you don't have money."

"I, I, I..."

"Take all the money you know. One hundred thousand oceans will buy you a life."

"You, you, you..."

"If there are less than 100,000 oceans, I will cut you eighteen pieces! Throw it into the oil pan one by one!"

"You, you, he, he is Zhang Yong! He is Zhang Yong!"

Ye Wansheng suddenly screamed wildly.

Zhang Yong:...

Qingqi Qingyin:...

Ding Mo Village:...

Others:...

Quiet.

No one speaks.

"He is Zhang Yong! He is Zhang Yong pretending! He is Zhang Yong..."

Ye Wansheng was hysterical.

I reached out and wanted to point at Zhang Yong, but I couldn't see where Zhang Yong was.

My eyes were swollen and I couldn't see anything.

As a result, the direction of the finger was Qingqi Qingyin.

Quiet.

silence.

No one speaks.

Zhang Yong tilted his head and looked at Qingqi Qingyin.

Qingqi Qingyin came forward in disappointment and slapped Ye Wansheng.

"Baga!"

"Shut up!"

He shouted angrily.

This trash! Waste!

What nonsense is it? Do you want to die? Send you to die soon!

"He, he is Zhang Yong!"

Ye Wansheng was still screaming hysterically, his mouth full of blood.

The one who hit him just now was Zhang Yong! It was Zhang Yong who pretended to be.

He was Zhang Yong's enemy. He was extremely familiar with Zhang Yong's situation. He remembered Zhang Yong's voice, even turning into ashes.

Zhang Yong tilted his head again to look at Qingqi Qingyin.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Qingqi Qingyin became more and more annoyed.

He slapped Ye Wansheng again in the face.

He stopped until he forced Ye Wansheng's voice to retract.

"Baga!"

"Shut up!"

Qingqi Qingyin wanted to strangle Ye Wansheng to death.

What nonsense is it?

Wakayama's slut is Zhang Yong? You are a slut!

Do you think you are smart and we are all fools?

Lord Doihara and Lord Kagesato Shiaki have all met with each other.

They didn't tell the difference, can you, a traitor, tell the difference? I think you really have to accept some punishments and recognize who you are.

"Punishment!"

Zhang Yong waved his hand impatiently.

Immediately someone came up and held Ye Wansheng to death.

Nightingale took out a sharp curved dagger from her body. This was her personal belonging.

"Your Excellency, I'll do it!"

Qingqi Qingyin suddenly said, "He was worried about killing the person."

All the other party wants is money, not intelligence, and there is no big problem. But people cannot be killed.

Because Ye Wansheng is still of use value.

"Can."

Zhang Yong nodded coldly.

The Nightingale then pushed back and put away the sharp dagger.
To be continued...