Chapter 532: I said, I told everything

Dong dong dong……

Lin Feng knocked on the door.

Chengtian Guangzheng was sitting on the sofa in the room watching an AntiJapaneseDrama.

While watching, he gritted his teeth, constantly shouting 'Baka!'

If he hadn't heard the knocking, he would probably have smashed the TV.

He angrily got up and directly opened the door.

What appeared before his eyes was a handsome young man.

How familiar!

Suddenly, Chengtian Guangzheng reacted.

Isn't this person right in front of him his mission target this time?

He didn't expect that the person would come to him voluntarily.

Chengtian Guangzheng isn't stupid either; otherwise he wouldn't have survived to now.

He quickly reacted.

His eyes widened suddenly, he raised his hand and grabbed toward Lin Feng's neck.

Lin Feng stepped back to dodge, pointing his pistol at Chengtian Guangzheng's forehead.

Haha!

Chengtian Guangzheng, however, laughed and said: 'Go ahead, try shooting!'

Bang bang!

Lin Feng turned the gun muzzle and fired at Chengtian Guangzheng's two knees.

The Tung Metal bullets shattered his kneecaps.

As Chengtian Guangzheng fell to his knees, Lin Feng kicked him into the room.

Just then, the doors on either side opened.

A young man poked his head out, frowning, and shouted: 'What are you doing! Setting off firecrackers in broad daylight!'

Lin Feng had already put away his gun, smiling and saying: 'Sorry, kids playing with firecrackers, disturbing you.'

Having said that, Lin Feng closed the door.

Chengtian Guangzheng had already sat up by then, looking at his two legs in shock.

This defies common sense!

The bullets simply cannot penetrate his bones.

Even bullets from an extremely penetrative Type 38 rifle are the same.

On past battlefields, and even when detained by Americans for research, this fact has been verified countless times.

A mysterious energy exists within his body.

When an object strikes his body, in an extremely brief moment, the impacted area forms a kind of energy.

Bullets normally only pierce skin and flesh, then lose most of their kinetic energy, unable to damage bone.

But now, his bones were actually shattered.

Moreover, the wounded area kept bleeding, showing no sign of self-healing.

On the TV in the living room, Yan Shuangying wore a self-satisfied expression, saying: 'I guess your gun has no bullets……'

Compared to Lin Feng, Chengtian Guangzheng's abilities are nothing but a failed, half-finished cyborg.

There's no way around it; Chengtian Guangzheng encountered a male Witch Tribe member.

While Lin Feng encountered a female Witch Tribe member who, finding him handsome, wanted to bear his child.

The processes differ, leading to different results.

Moreover, Chengtian Guangzheng merely possesses superhuman strength and regenerative ability.

Lin Feng knows far more, and it is not given to him by a younger witch.

For example, a sense of smell sharper than a dog's……

With his kneecaps shattered, Chengtian Guangzheng has lost his combat ability.

Now, a few ordinary people could kill him by continuously shooting him for just a few minutes.

Lin Feng then kicked Chengtian Guangzheng over again.

He then stepped forward and struck the back of his neck with a palm.

Chengtian Guangzheng passed out.

Lin Feng took out a pair of handcuffs, cuffed his hands behind his back, then found two ropes and bound his legs,

so that he wouldn't bleed to death before interrogation.

After settling things, Lin Feng called Qi Yao.

Not long after, Qi Yao, with a big belly, arrived at the door.

Come clean! How many people are involved in your operation against me, and who are they……

After Chengtian Guangzheng woke up, Lin Feng began a friendly interrogation.

Chengtian Guangzheng, however, looked at Qi Yao with a lewd smile and said: 'Miss Flower, you're so beautiful! Pregnant, I like you.'

Lin Feng picked up a pair of pliers.

In the past, the little Japanese tortured our people with various cruel punishments; now Lin Feng wants them to taste the same torment.

Pulling out fingernails, inserting bamboo splinters, pouring chili water……

After going through them one by one, Chengtian Guangzheng still refused to speak.

This guy is still a tough nut.

Let me do it!

Qi Yao stood up and said lightly.

At this moment, Chengtian Guangzheng glanced at the window's position and said, "I'm feeling bored; open the window and I'll speak."

Lin Feng glanced at the sea conch shell placed on the windowsill, stepped forward and took it in his hand, "You want to use this to make us hallucinate, right?"

Uh...

Chengtian Guangzheng froze, his face filled with shock.

This is his biggest secret.

The Americans had held him for so many years, yet he never gave it up; he never expected Lin Feng to see through it at a glance.

Lin Feng found a plastic bag and put the sea conch shell inside.

Without sufficient airflow to generate intangible sound waves, the sea conch shell loses its function.

Chengtian Guangzheng suddenly realized that Lin Feng dealt with his kind more professionally than the Americans did.

The bullets fired from that gun must be specially made.

Obviously, he had found a way to deal with the Witch Tribe.

A strong sense of helplessness filled his heart.

Despite being imprisoned by the Americans for decades, he had never felt this despondent.

Next, Qi Yao took action.

With a scalpel, she cut open a layer of Chengtian Guangzheng's abdominal skin.

Seeing Qi Yao's calm and indifferent expression, Chengtian Guangzheng's scalp went numb, "What do you want to do?"

Lin Feng laughed and said, "Forgot to introduce you—she's my wife, a professor of forensic medicine, who loves collecting human organs; I think she definitely wants to cut you into many pieces and put them into individual transparent glass containers…"

Seeing that the skin cut by Qi Yao did not heal, Chengtian Guangzheng realized the scalpel was also specially made.

"Give me a quick death! I'll say anything!"

The former killing demon king finally collapsed.

These two, t—what kind of people are they!

Lin Feng shook his head with a look of disdain and said, "I've long known that people like you don't actually have firm willpower. Whatever you've done in the past, you fear others will treat you the same way."

Qi Yao added, "There's also this: he has no hope of living anymore."

Chengtian Guangzheng nodded.

Before, when in the Americans' hands, he still had hope of leaving alive.

Then dig out those thousands of tons of gold and live a life of luxury.

Now it's impossible.

He only hopes to die without too much pain.