บท 1577: Sealing (6)

"You believe me?" asked Zhang Ronghua.

"This subordinate doesn't believe it!" Zheng Yi shook his head.

"This is just his excuse to find a way out for himself. He didn't stop interrogating and only increased the torture."

"Bring him up,"said Zhang Ronghua.

"Yes, sir!" Zheng Yi passed down the order.

Twenty breaths later, Li Chengfeng was brought up. Compared to when he was first captured, he looked completely different now. His hair was disheveled, his clothes were torn, and his blood had dried up and turned black. A thick stench wafted out, stronger than the stench of a toilet.

Throwing him to the ground, the two subordinates retreated and closed the door.

She stopped in front of him.

" I'm here!" Zhang Ronghua, who was wearing the mask of the God of Heaven, stepped on Li Chengfeng's palm and said coldly.

"Can you give me a quick death if you tell me?"