Fairy Tail: The Strongest Fire Dragon God

The killer was sweating profusely: "I, I surrender!" The killer was dragged back to Yigui Company like a dead pig. Along the way, the Yigui employees he met looked curious, but when they saw the wounded people, they did not panic like ordinary people, and there was no fear in their eyes. They just stood there, curiously watching for a while, and then worked. The killer was sweating all over his face in pain. He looked at the group of unusually calm employees and felt extremely panicked. What a terrible company this is. Why does everyone seem to be used to this kind of scene? Isn't this an ordinary company? Why do they all look like well-trained mafia members who have experienced big scenes? Damn it! The information that person gave is false! Killing an ordinary company boss and killing a mafia leader have completely different prices and costs!

The killer was pale, he knew that there would be no good end waiting for him next.

There was a shooting in Xiaguo, wouldn't the police officers come soon? Why hasn't anyone come to arrest him yet?

Someone come and save him!

The killer was dragged into the elevator groaning and screaming all the way.

Came to the interrogation room on the fourth floor.

Don't ask why there is an interrogation room inside a serious clean transportation energy company.

If you ask, Beimu waved his hand and said that if there is an undercover to steal intelligence, it will come in handy at that time.

Beimu stood outside the interrogation room and asked a black-suited employee who was guarding outside, "Did he confess?"

"This guy is very stubborn. No matter how we tortured him, he said he didn't know who hired him."

Faintly, shrill screams came from inside the door from time to time, "I don't know, I really don't know."

"I said, I said, ah! But I really don't know who that person is."

Beimu thought: "It seems that his bones are really stubborn."

He took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

The call was connected soon.

"Hello? Hello?"

Beimu asked as if it was a matter of course: "Bai Zuo, go back to the company, there is something I need you to do."

"Unfortunately, because I accidentally broke my leg while racing yesterday, I have applied for a week of injury leave and am resting."

Bai Zuo found an excuse that sounded like an excuse.

There are various ways to treat injuries in the alien track. Not to mention breaking a leg, even if the upper body is separated from the lower body, as long as you are not dead on the spot, you can be saved.

No matter how serious the injury is, you can basically be cured by entering the medical cabin once.

Broken hands and feet can also be replaced with prosthetic limbs.

It is guaranteed that you can continue to go on missions alive and kicking the next day.

"Really not coming? I caught a killer with hard bones here. I have been torturing him, but unfortunately he refuses to tell who hired him."

"Torture? Wow! That's quite interesting, really? Are the bones so hard? So amazing, I really want to meet this killer with hard bones."

Bei Mu showed a sinister smile: "Yes, so I have a headache. It would be great if you were here. If you were to torture him, you should be able to pry information out of him quickly, right?"

Who let Bai Zuo have the ability to control people's hearts.

Bai Zuo was silent for a while, "I will be back in ten minutes."

The phone was hung up.

Beimu turned his phone around, "Even if the other party noticed my intention, they would be attracted by the hard-core killer. This is an open conspiracy."

The black suits around him pretended that they didn't hear anything.

Beimu returned to the office on the top floor, and Ling Hanyu continued to handle the company's affairs.

Although Beimu was playing games in the office, Ling Hanyu would come to ask him from time to time.

"Did the police call to ask? Put the blame on the abnormality and say that the other party was suspected of being affected by the abnormality."

"Surveillance in the surrounding area? Let Tang Hou handle it."

"As for those passers-by, give them a hush money and let them sign a confidentiality contract."

While playing games, Beimu issued instructions one by one without delay.

Ling Hanyu followed his instructions as usual, and soon suppressed the impact of the incident to the lowest level, as if he had done it hundreds or thousands of times.

...

The white left came quickly.

He was wearing ordinary casual clothes, and probably because the temperature dropped a lot today, he wrapped a black scarf around his neck.

He wore a black coat with a high-necked white shirt underneath, which matched his childish face.

The young face looks like a student who just got out of school.

"Hey, good morning, everyone."

Bai Zuo was in a good mood and raised his hand to greet everyone.

The black suit employee immediately bowed slightly to him: "Good morning, Mr. Bai Zuo."

"Where is that hard bone?" Bai Zuo asked with a little excitement.

His tone was slightly raised, and coupled with the crisp voice, it was very pleasant to hear, like the rising sun, full of vigor and vitality.

But as long as you look into his eyes, that absurd idea will be immediately dispelled.

This man is definitely not the kind of naive and energetic person. If you underestimate him because of his immature appearance, you don't know how you died.

"Inside."

The black suit employee respectfully opened the door.

The killer was tied to a chair.

He suffered a lot of injuries.

Seeing someone coming in, the killer pleaded, "Woo, I really don't know. It's not that I don't want to tell you, or you can kill me."

Bai Zuo came over curiously, "This gentleman doesn't seem to be afraid of death? After all, people who do this business have some awareness."

Bai Zuo spread his hands and asked someone to get wet paper, "I don't want to dirty my hands today. Well, do you know what this is?"

Bai Zuo saw the killer's pupils shrink and said with satisfaction, "It seems you know."

"Use this to stick on your face layer by layer, and slowly suffocate to death. This process will probably last for more than ten minutes."

"It will probably be a very painful process, right?"

The killer's face trembled, and he was trembling and speechless, probably imagining how painful it was.

He watched someone bring up a stack of wet paper, imagining that the wet paper covered his face. When one layer was stuck on, he could still breathe, although it would be a little difficult. However, as the number of wet paper stuck on more layers, his breathing would become more difficult, and he would eventually suffocate to death because he couldn't breathe.

If the process of adding wet paper is slow, the process will be prolonged to the point of being extremely painful and tormenting.

The killer was frightened by the mere imagination.

Bai Zuo picked up a piece of wet paper with his fingers. Compared with the white paper, his fingers looked particularly slender and white.

But in the killer's eyes, he felt that the other party was a demon smiling at him.

Seeing Bai Zuo getting closer and closer to him, the killer's psychological defense was finally broken. He shouted emotionally: "I received the reward on the intranet, his intranet number, and the contact code, I will tell you everything."