When Wei Mo heard this, his eyes instantly lit up, a chance to redeem his merits? That said, he still has a chance
Bai Zhichao Hu Feng asked, "Is there any news about Song Lang and Chu Feng?"
Hu Feng shook his head: "Originally we found their hiding place, but we were still a step late. Only some accomplices were caught, but the mastermind ran away."
Speaking of comrades, Bai Zhi remembered what Wei Mo said, and hurriedly asked: "Where are the comrades you caught?"
Hu Feng pointed to the outside: "In the mansion, the prisons of the Ministry of Criminal Affairs and the yamen of the Beijing Mansion were all expropriated by me. Now they are all used to detain patients who bite madly. For criminals, just find a house and close it. That's it."
Bai Zhi asked: "Can I meet? Maybe I can find the person Wei Mo said."
When Hu Feng heard this, he immediately patted his head: "Yes, I remembered that there was such a person who was as thin as a stick, as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind, he was tied up in the martial arts field, Wu He Zhou Gang looked at them."
Bai Zhi took Wei Mo and Wei Xuan, and followed Hu Feng to the martial arts field.
From a distance, Wei Mo saw the man from a distance, and his emotions immediately became agitated. He rushed forward like wind, and stretched out his hand to pinch the man's neck, "Asshole, why do you harm me, why do you harm me?"
Obviously someone had caught his neck, but that person's face was always smiling, a smile that was almost provocative.
Wei Xuan hurriedly pulled him away: "Uncle, you can't hurt him, he is still useful."
Bai Zhi stepped forward slowly, his sharp gaze fell on the man's face, he was really thin, and it was most appropriate to describe it as skinny, as if tearing off that layer of skin, you could see a white skeleton skeleton.
"Heart Devouring Gu, did you do it?" The man raised his eyebrows: "Since you already know, what are you talking about? Kill me, kill me to avenge those people."
Bai Zhi sneered: "Kill you? You think so beautifully."
Bai Zhi turned to look at Hu Feng: "Can he kill himself?"
Hu Feng shook his head: "No, I have already fed the cartilage powder, and the poison pill in the posterior molars has also been taken. He just wants to die, but he can't die."
"That's good, but don't let him die. He hasn't tasted enough of the suffering in this world."
Bai Zhi raised his eyes and scanned the entourage, and said: "Go and make a bowl of Lu'antang's Yangxin tea and deliver it."
The faint smile on the man's face was immediately suppressed, his expression turned gloomy and stern, "What are you going to do?"
The haze on the face of Bai Zhi cleared, and a bright smile appeared: "What do I want to do? What do you think? You have killed so many people. I'm afraid you haven't tasted the taste of this thing yourself!"
"Since you want revenge, you must take revenge, let you taste the pain and pain they have tasted, and finally suffer torture and die."
The man's complexion was immediately ashamed. He had seen it with his own eyes. It was so miserable and painful that he didn't want to endure it. It's better to die happily.
But now, he wants to die, but it is not so easy.
"You can't do this to me!" He said coldly towards Bai Zhi.
"No?" Bai Zhi sneered, thinking of the suffering her grandfather is currently suffering, she was furious, wishing to tear the beast with her hands.
She borrowed a dagger from Hu Feng and walked to the man step by step. She raised her hand and slashed his cheeks, each with two knives on the left and right, and the blood kept pouring down.
Ignoring the man's wailing, Bai Zhi took out the jar she had been carrying before from the cloth bag.