When the two words "Jiangcheng" were blurted out by Ling Xiaocheng, Ye Qiu's brow immediately frowned, and a sharp light suddenly flashed in his unfathomable black eyes, and the murderous aura of ancient martial arts was leaking out unconsciously.

Four months back in the sky, this was the first time Ye Qiu was so angry that he released the murderous aura of ancient martial arts. The powerful sense of oppression suddenly made oxygen in the surrounding air, and breathing became extremely difficult.

Although Ling Xiaocheng is the director of the People's Hospital, he also practices ancient martial arts at the same time. This is also the tradition of the Ling family. Even Ling Qingcheng has some skills.

After decades of hard study, Ling Xiaocheng finally reached the level of the Xuan-level ancient martial arts. However, at this moment, when Ye Qiu released the murderous aura of Xuanhuang of the ancient martial arts of the heaven and earth, he felt his heart beating faster and faster.

His face suddenly turned pale, and his whole body began to tremble violently, and even his open mouth was tilted...

This is the gap in strength. As early as six or seven years ago, Ye Qiu had already broken through to the ancient martial arts of the heaven level and reached a higher level of external martial arts.

Now he is even more unfathomable. Apart from himself, even the most familiar Zhongli did not know what kind of cultivation Ye Qiu had reached.

"Are you sure it's Jiangcheng?"

Ye Qiu's voice was very cold, so cold that it was so cold that it was in his bones. Although it was just a very simple six words, the majesty in his words made people not even have the courage to face him.

“Yes…I’m sure.”

Out of human instinctive reaction, Ling Xiaocheng lowered his head, avoided Ye Qiu's vicious snake-like gaze, and replied.

"Bang······"

But just as he finished saying this, Ye Qiu suddenly moved, clenched his fists with his five fingers, and smashed him hard on the desk in the interrogation room.

The table made of special steel instantly concaves a deep hole as big as a bowl, and its shape is exactly the same as a meteorite on Mars hitting the earth.

"hiss······"

Ling Xiaocheng, who looked as pale as paper, took a breath of cold air. If he surrendered to Ye Qiu just now, he would be completely silent now.

"What do you want to do?"

Ling Xiaocheng attended the wedding of Li Luo and knew that Ye Qiu was the traitorous young master who was once a traitor, but he never expected that this kid not only had a prominent identity, but also had unmatched force.

Ling Xiaocheng was very proud in the past because he was a powerful ancient martial artsman. As long as he released his murderous aura, no one would like him to please him.

But now, Ye Qiu's murderous aura was a hundred times stronger than his. If his hands and feet were not fixed on the special steel chair, he would have been so scared that he had kneeled to the ground by the fierce power.

Ye Qiu's arrogance and domineering nature are not unreasonable. As a Hell Shura, he has enough confidence to trample on the dignity of anyone, including the Ling family father and son in front of him.

"I don't want to do anything, don't worry, I promised to let you father and son go, but I must know everything about Jiangcheng now!"

Ye Qiu asked with a loud voice that since Jiang Cheng appeared inexplicably at the wedding of Li Shaocheng and Luo Xixi a month ago, he has always felt that the deputy commander who had disappeared for fifteen years had a big problem.

Sure enough, at the airport, he and his good brother Chen Ruofan made the best preparations to wait in advance, but unexpectedly, they still missed a move to make this mysterious guy escape abroad.

Ye Qiu has always asked James to pay attention to Jiang Cheng's situation, but after so long, there is still no result.

This is not surprising. A person who has been able to hide for fifteen years is extremely capable of hiding. As long as he doesn't want to show up, others can't find him.

Now that Jiangcheng has taken the initiative to surface and bring "Anle" to China, a chronic poison that is blocked by the whole world, it is necessary to put the arrest of him on the agenda.

"I'm asking you a question. You must say all the information about Jiangcheng, otherwise, you and Ling Luo will still be dead!" Ye Qiu grabbed Ling Xiaocheng's collar and asked strongly.

"He... Ye Qiu, please spare Ling Luo. I really don't know the news about Jiangcheng. With your ability, you can't help him. How could I, a director of a hospital, know the whereabouts of such a person?"

Ling Xiaocheng was not wrong. Jiang Cheng was the former deputy commander of the military region. He was definitely the best in the country in terms of anti-tracking capabilities. It is almost impossible to know exactly his whereabouts.

But despite this, Ye Qiu still didn't believe Ling Xiaocheng's words. Jiang Cheng suddenly boarded the plane to the United States and began to fight back "Anle". There must be a special situation.

What Ye Qiu was upset was not that this bastard made money by making black-hearted money, but that he had committed the chronic poison he had developed and used it on the innocent children in China.

Moreover, Jiang Cheng has been hiding a lot of things about the bloody disaster of the Ye family, which forced Ye Qiu to attack him.

"Old thief, Jiang Cheng must trust you if he can hand over the drug "Anle" to you. You cannot not know his news.

My patience is limited. Your baby son has already stolen one hand. I don’t mind making her a disabled person, and he is the kind of paralyzed disabled person who is worse than death!”

"Dad, save me..."

Ling Luo was surviving on the ground and cried, and the heart-wrenching pain forced him to beg for mercy.

"I really don't know,"

Ling Xiaocheng replied, but Ye Qiu obviously noticed that the old guy's eyes were a little flashing. He was afraid of Jiang Cheng's method and did not dare to tell the truth.

Since that's the case, let's stimulate him again and see which one is more terrifying, Hell Shura or Jiangcheng!

"Ling Luo, I don't want to let you go, it's your father who doesn't care about your life and death. Don't blame me if you are disabled..."

After saying that, Ye Qiu raised the specially made steel chair on the side and placed it on his head. He was about to smash Ling Luo's legs.

If you smash it hard, you will have to peel off even if you don’t die. Ling Luo will definitely not be able to escape the fate of paralysis.

"I said, I said, please let Xiao Luo go!"

Ling Xiaocheng is a typical example of not seeing the coffin and not crying. "Jiangcheng had returned to China three days ago, and was still in the sky and sea, but I don't know the specific residence.

He seemed to be playing a big game of chess and needed a lot of money, so he started selling "Anle". As for what he wanted to do, it was his secret and I couldn't get it.

What I do every day is to use 'happiness' to remove organs from the children, and then divide the money I earn from 19...
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