Chapter 659

But soon he returned to that calm expression.

His appearance caused a cold smile to appear on Yuan Zuozong's face once again.

The next moment, another whip lashed down fiercely.

And this whip struck hard across the man's cheek.

Soon, a somewhat hideous wound appeared on the man's face, making him look exceptionally terrifying.

And the pain on his face was many times more intense than on his body.

Suffering such a blow, the man let out a muffled groan directly from his mouth.

Even while gritting his teeth, one could feel the immense pain he was enduring at this moment.

But the wound on his face was simply too large, making him unable to even let out a scream.

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"Yuan Zuozong."

Suddenly, Ying Mo's voice rang out in the darkness, cold and eerie.

Yuan Zuozong, who had been holding the whip, immediately appeared before Ying Mo upon hearing this voice.

His somewhat burly figure blocked the group of people behind him completely.

"Young Master."

"What are your orders?"

Yuan Zuozong stood respectfully before Ying Mo and spoke in a deep voice.

"Since this person's mouth is so hard, then treat them well for me."

"I believe they will give me the answer I want."

A cold smile appeared on Ying Mo's face.

Combined with the cold mask on his face, he seemed like a ghost from the depths of hell.

"Evil ghost..."

"Demon... he is a demon."

A middle-aged woman lying on the ground suddenly muttered.

The look in her eyes as she watched Ying Mo was filled with fear, as if she had encountered something terrifying.

Ying Mo's gaze suddenly shifted to this middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman's figure was slightly plump, and she was dressed in a flashy manner.

Clearly, she must be a spy planted in the brothel by another faction.

A hint of interest flashed in Ying Mo's eyes.

"Why don't you tell me first."

The middle-aged woman had long since been scared out of her wits by the series of actions just now.

Seeing the corners of Ying Mo's mouth curl up slightly, her whole figure hid in the depths of the dungeon.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me."

"I haven't done anything, I'm just responsible for gathering information."

After these words were spoken, everyone present knew that her mental defenses had been broken.

"Speak, which faction are you from, and what exactly are you trying to do here?"

Yuan Zuozong's burly figure appeared before the middle-aged woman.

Although his expression was fierce and his figure burly, giving off a terrifying aura.

But to the middle-aged woman, it seemed that the feeling from the figure just now was even more intense.

"I'll say, I'll say... don't kill me."

The middle-aged woman's fat body trembled, and the makeup on her face had long since become a mess.

"I am from the Great Qi State, and coming to Xianyang City was just to gather some information."

The middle-aged woman quickly stated her identity, as if she feared that if she were a moment slower, her life would be forfeit.

Having obtained the result he wanted, Yuan Zuozong shifted his gaze away from the middle-aged woman.

Then he looked at the middle-aged man who had just been whipped by him.

The bloodstains on the middle-aged man's face had long since congealed.

Half of his face was covered in blood and filth.

"And you?"

The voice rang out.

A sense of oppression shifted from the dungeon onto this middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man hunched over and slowly crawled up from the ground.

A flash of fierce light shone in his only intact eye.

Then he lowered the hand covering his face and charged directly at Ying Mo.

He had already seen that among this group, only this person had the most authority.

He still had some confidence in his own strength.

If he could control this person, then perhaps they wouldn't have to die today.

Regarding this person's actions, the others present immediately wanted to stop him.

Ying Mo suddenly raised his hand, and the others immediately stopped their movements.

A smile appeared on the corner of Ying Mo's mouth.

That smile seemed to carry a hint of disdain, and also a hint of interest.

His finger tapped lightly in the air, and then, a faint light shot out, directly piercing through the middle-aged man's skull.

The expression on the middle-aged man's face immediately stiffened, and then his body went limp and fell to the ground.

"Drag him away."

Yuan Zuozong immediately ordered his subordinates.

Several people nearby came up and dragged the middle-aged man's corpse away.

The remaining three people in the dungeon immediately shook their bodies upon seeing this scene.

They had not expected this masked person's strength to be so terrifying.

They hadn't even seen him make a move, and that person was already dead at his hands.

A chill could not help but well up in everyone's hearts.

"Continue."

The two cold words once again shifted everyone's focus back from the event just now.

Among the three, one person looked at Ying Mo with a complex expression.

Although he didn't know what this person wanted to do, for now, the only way to save his life seemed to be to tell the truth.

The youth crawled up from the ground and then patted the dust off his body.

"If I tell you my identity, can you guarantee that I won't die?"

He looked straight into the cold gaze beneath the mask.

A hint of interest flashed in Ying Mo's eyes.

He had never seen anyone who dared to speak to him like this.

"That depends on whether you are worth it."

Ying Mo spoke.

Hearing his voice, a golden light flashed in the youth's eyes.

Then he spoke.

"I am from the Farmstead, and coming to Xianyang City was just to gather information on the dynamics within Xianyang City."

"I have absolutely no malicious intent, nor do I have any thoughts of dealing with you."

Although he didn't know who these people were, as long as he said this, this group should be able to let him go.

Hearing the youth say this, a look of surprise appeared on Ying Mo's face.