The eldest disciples rushed forward in a hurry. Matsushima Yuko took advantage of the chaos and looked back. He saw the young man named Yan Lanyu standing behind the master as usual, with lowered eyebrows, gentle and gentle, and his slender naked neck glowing in the moonlight. Gives out delicate light.
There were two robbers in total, wearing black masks and special forces uniforms, but there was no sign of their serial number or nationality anywhere on their bodies.
The man who screamed and fell from the tree earlier had serious injuries and was already unconscious during the interrogation. The man who shot in the tree later was about twenty years old, young and strong, with sharp eyes and a calm attitude, he looked like a boss.
No matter how he was interrogated, the man would smile and not answer. Sometimes he would pretend to be unconscious when he was pressed too hard. Even in the winter, he could not wake up even by pouring ice water on him.
The torture master pried hard for two days, but he couldn't get a word out of the man's mouth, so he could only return to the leader dejectedly.
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