lovenovelstory Chapter 152 Interrogation
Chapter 152 Interrogation
Chapter 153 Interrogation
The Steelbone Bull let out a low, metallic growl.
The sound echoed through the narrow alley, making one's eardrums tingle.
Before even actually taking action, they had already gained the upper hand and severely intimidated the enemy.
The two Deadpool members had initially thought this kid was bluffing.
They thought that dealing with this hothead was easy; as long as the two of them teamed up, they could dismember him on the spot in one round.
To their utter surprise, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse the next second.
The opponent actually released a high-risk summon, Steel Bone Bull!
The two of them immediately showed panic on their faces, and had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to activate the magic in the card.
Sizzle—!
The shadow tentacles and miasma air blades mostly slammed into the steel-boned bull's raised bone armor.
It emitted a series of teeth-grinding friction sounds.
Only a few shallow white marks remained on the solid bone armor.
"What?!"
A man with a scarred face is already ugly enough.
Now, with an added layer of fear, it becomes even more "unique".
At this moment, Zhang Qingzhe, using the Steel Bone Bull as cover, manipulated [Mage's Hand] to pull himself toward the side wall.
His goal was clear—
The man behind who's manipulating the air blade.
When the man saw Zhang Qingzhe rushing towards him, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and he rapidly poured magical energy into his hands.
The air blades, flashing with green light, formed a dense network and slashed towards Zhang Qingzhe!
Zhang Qingzhe neither dodged nor avoided, but simply had a thought.
hum!
A burst of rapid wingbeats rang out.
A swarm of enormous wasps appeared out of nowhere, like a golden cloud, and pounced on the man!
Zhang Qingzhe still managed to restrain himself.
Not wanting to create a major explosion near a busy commercial street, they didn't trigger a chain reaction of explosions on the wasp.
But that's terrifying enough.
There was nowhere to hide in this narrow alleyway, where it was almost impossible to turn around.
The enemy who unleashed the wind blades frantically cut down a dozen wasps before being surrounded by even more fearless wasps.
The sharp stinger with venom glands pierced his exposed neck and arms.
"ah--!"
The man let out a series of piercing screams, curled up in agony, and collapsed to the ground, quickly losing his fighting ability.
At the same time, the scarred man who was manipulating the tentacles in front of him froze when he heard his companion's scream.
That fierce energy from just now vanished instantly.
He turned and tried to run away, his face filled with fear.
"roar--!
The Steel-Bone Bull let out a deafening roar.
Its massive body, like a mobile steel fortress, charged towards the fleeing man!
The bull's horns scraped against the walls on both sides, sending up a series of dazzling sparks.
It chased after it fiercely, and its heavy horns slammed into the man's back, knocking him to the ground.
"Ugh!"
The scarred man screamed and fell into the garbage heap in the corner, struggling to get up for a moment.
Zhang Qingzhe quickly stepped forward.
The steel-boned bull's heavy hooves slammed down on the ground beside the man with a thud, completely blocking all his escape routes.
Zhang Qingzhe crouched down, looking down at the man whose face was filled with fear.
"Now, I want to ask you a few questions," Zhang Qingzhe said coldly.
The scarred man's eyes widened, and he gasped, "Why should I answer you? I'm doomed anyway, once I'm in your hands—"
"No, you've probably misunderstood something."
Zhang Qingzhe calmly shook his head. "I'm not one of those lawless individuals. Just tell me the answer, and I'll hand you over to the security bureau."
The scarred man's eyes darted around, as if he were having a fierce internal struggle.
In reality, he wasn't entirely loyal to the Deadpool organization.
His purpose in joining the organization was simply to make some quick money and live a better life.
Hearing that there was a chance to live, the scarred man swallowed hard and nodded with difficulty.
"First, I want to ask you a question." Zhang Qingzhe stared into his eyes.
Do you know anything about "blind boxes"? Anything related to them is fine.
The scarred man replied directly, "I don't know."
"You answered way too readily."
Zhang Qingzhe frowned slightly. "You're not planning to just say 'I don't know' to brush off all the questions, are you?"
"I really don't know!" the scarred man said urgently.
Zhang Qingzhe drew the enchanted throwing knife.
A faint crimson flame flickered on the blade.
He brought the tip of the knife slightly closer to the man's ear.
"If I find out you're lying, I'll slice you to pieces."
When Zhang Qingzhe said this, his face remained expressionless, eerily calm.
This, however, instilled in the scarred man an even deeper, more profound terror.
"Next question," Zhang Qingzhe continued, "Do you know if members of your organization once searched for a Level 7 card in this area?"
The scarred man's pupils contracted sharply, but he still answered instinctively.
"No—I don't know?"
Zhang Qingzhe's brows furrowed even more.
With a flick of his wrist, he gently slit a small dagger into the man's earlobe.
Bright red blood immediately seeped from the wound.
When the blood came into contact with the burning blade, it made a soft "sizzling" sound.
At the same time, the air was filled with the smell of burning flesh.
"Ah I
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The scarred man let out a short, painful scream.
Unfortunately, this alley is sandwiched between two tall buildings, and no one can notice what's going on here.
"I'll talk! I'll talk!"
The scarred man was in so much pain that tears welled up in his eyes, and he quickly changed his tune.
"I have indeed heard some things! It's from a member of the [Prophecy School] who said he predicted that a Level 7 card would appear in this area."
He spoke rapidly, as if afraid of being too slow: "But in the end, the operation not only failed to obtain the card, but also cost several people their lives—so the matter was temporarily shelved afterward."
Zhang Qingzhe nodded slightly and moved the scorching throwing knife a little further away.
Then he asked again, "So, why did you cast such a large-scale curse in the [Dragon Plague Region]? What was your purpose?"
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"No—I don't know," the scarred man answered instinctively.
Zhang Qingzhe clicked his tongue, his hand twitching slightly as if to cut again.
"No! Don't cut!"
The scarred man, hissing in pain, quickly said, sounding aggrieved, "This was an order directly from my superiors. I really don't know the specific reasons! I'm just a nobody following orders!"
Hearing this, Zhang Qingzhe stared into his eyes for a few seconds and temporarily accepted the explanation.
"Then comes the third and final question."
Zhang Qingzhe's voice was even lower, yet it carried an undeniable sense of pressure.
"Why are you following those two girls? What is your purpose?"