Chapter 324: Friend

Gao Anyu's excited voice was still echoing, and the enemy in front of him had already slowly fallen down, without even a struggle, his chest no longer rising and falling, and a large amount of blood flowing from his seven orifices.

At the same time, the other four "Meteors" were looking at their companion's corpse, horrified.

"Second Brother!"

"How could this be! This whip couldn't even be resisted by that black ruler, he only listened to the formula once, how could he have become a different person!"

"There is something strange!"

The four looked at each other, their feet moving slowly, but their peripheral vision couldn't help but sweep toward Li Miao.

They clearly had weapons to restrain Gao Anyu, and knew his Wu Gong and moves like the back of their hand. Since receiving the guidance of someone, they had prepared ways to break all of Gao Anyu's methods in the past half year, and had practiced them until they knew them by heart.

If there were no accidents, even if they couldn't take down Gao Anyu today, they would inevitably injure him not lightly. After chasing for a while, they estimated they could avenge the grudge of breaking their financial path!

But it was this middle-aged man who looked like he didn't know Wu Gong, and was thrown out of their minds from the beginning, who moved his lips and turned the whole situation around!

"No, not right!"

One of them was horrified, associating it with the words Li Miao said when instructing Cao Hanyan at the beginning.

"This person has something strange, he might be far more threatening than Gao Anyu!"

"The means prepared for Gao Anyu have been scrapped, and there is such a person whose bottom line cannot be touched... The matter cannot be done!"

Mixing on the green forest path, and doing the filthy work of human trafficking that everyone shouts to beat, these people are the most knowing of avoiding harm, and the most Jianghu people who don't care about face.

There was no need to communicate, and there was no need to look at the movements of others—

The four of them flashed and ran toward the outside with all their might!

"Run separately!"

One of them had just shouted the words when a scream came from his side, and Gao Anyu's happy shout rang out at the same time.

"Uncle Li, this technique of yours is really easy to use!"

His pupils shrank, his feet stepped on the ground, he flashed to avoid the direction Gao Anyu was in, and turned over the roof to escape.

Just as he stepped over the roof and ran out several yards, a cold light suddenly lit up beside him.

Blood splashed.

Below his left knee was hot first, then suddenly cold, and then he lost consciousness. His whole body turned sideways, fell along the roof, and drew a scarlet arc in mid-air.

Cao Hanyan sheathed his blade, jumped off the roof, reached out and lifted him up, and turned back to walk toward the inn.

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"Oh, human traffickers."

"No wonder they look disgusting."

Li Miao raised his eyebrows.

Gao Anyu nodded and briefly told the grudge between him and this "Cane Meteor." Seeing that Li Miao didn't ask anymore, he turned around.

"Meteor" came with five people in total. Gao Anyu had just learned "Wuji Vibration Zen," and his hands were not measured, killing two.

Now there were three left, all nailed to the wall with chopsticks in the shape of the character "Tai." Their heads hung low on their chests, looking like they had fainted.

Li Miao sneered.

"Faking death?"

"Just right, finish the lesson that wasn't finished before."

"Little Cao, Little Gao."

Both answered in unison.

Li Miao stood up, grabbed a chopstick from the table, knocked it in his palm, and walked slowly to the side of one of them.

"To be honest, the interrogation methods I taught you before are just introductory methods, little gadgets not worth mentioning; you can learn them and play with them, no need to take them too much to heart."

Cao Hanyan's eyelid twitched.

Introductory?

Skinning and cramping, knocking bones and sucking marrow, dismantling a living person until only half is left... just "little gadgets not worth mentioning"?

Li Miao seemed not to notice his reaction, revealed a smile at an angle Cao Hanyan couldn't see, and continued.

"Interrogation is the same as Wu Gong; the external moves are just a form of expression, whether kicking or punching, they are just a way to hit true energy out. The essential difference still lies in internal energy and true energy."

"For interrogation, 'internal energy' is 'philosophy'; what you think interrogation is determines the style and direction of interrogation."

"I told you before, for this kind of thing, only laymen will think it's a means of torturing the opponent. Making the other party hurt to the point of fear is just the lower level."

Li Miao knocked the chopstick in his palm slowly, looking up and down at the person nailed to the wall.

"I think interrogation is a form of communication."

"But most of the time, the object of interrogation is actually refusing to communicate with you. Just like this hero—"

Li Miao lifted the chopstick and poked the face of the person in front of him twice.

"Look, he clearly can't even control his breathing, his heart is beating like a drum, his fingers are shaking, yet he is still stubbornly faking unconsciousness; this is the performance of resisting communication with you."

"At this time, what should you do?"

Before the two could give an answer, Li Miao said with a smile.

"You have to make him understand that you are his friend, and friends should care about each other."

"He lost half a leg, he must be cold now."

Without any warning, the chopstick in Li Miao's hand turned, and he stabbed fiercely toward the neck of another person.

The "Meteor" in front of him was closing his eyes tightly, but suddenly, he felt some warm liquid sprayed on his side face, and along with it came miserable whimpering sounds.

Li Miao pulled out the chopstick, and the blood vessel in the neck that had been poked open pumped a fountain of blood, and the warm liquid drizzled onto the "Meteor" in front of him.

"Hmm, he should be a bit warmer now."

Li Miao said lightly.

*Clatter-clatter-clatter-clatter*—

The uncontrollable sound of teeth colliding came from the man's mouth. But he didn't dare to open his eyes at all, biting his teeth tightly, not daring to make a sound.

But Li Miao laughed, lifted the chopstick and poked his face twice.

"Look, is he a bit more lively than just now?"

"This is the effect of 'care'; you have to think for him, and he will slowly open his heart to you."

"Now you can try to ask questions."

Li Miao turned to ask with a smile.

"For example, who taught you this Wu Gong, and who told you Gao Anyu's bottom line and location?"

"Meteor" still closed his eyes tightly, not opening his mouth.

Li Miao turned to look at Gao Anyu: "Little Gao, why do you think he still won't open his mouth?"

Gao Anyu raised a hand.

"Uncle, I know, it must be because the 'care' is not enough!"

Cao Hanyan's eyelid twitched again.

Li Miao nodded with a smile.

"Right. But since you and he are already friends, why doesn't he answer your questions?"

Li Miao induced him.

"You have to stand from his perspective to look at the problem; why would he not open his mouth, why would he not help you, this friend?"

"I think, it should be because he can't hear clearly."

"It will be fine if you clear it out."

Li Miao slowly raised his hand and probed that chopstick into the "Meteor"'s ear.

Little by little, extremely slowly, it drilled inside.

*Swish-swish*, *swish-swish*.

Foreign object drilling into the ear canal.

*Swish-swish*, *swish-swish*.

Little by little, it reached the eardrum.

It didn't stop.

The eardrum wailed, gradually deforming, and was slowly stretched to the limit.

"I'll talk!"

"Meteor" suddenly opened his eyes.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 325 =====