"Boss, why are you crying? This kid's laughing at us, let's kill him."

The underling still didn't realize that Ye Hao was the "Evil God" Yan Zhong mentioned. He kept urging Yan Zhong to take action against Ye Hao, with a smug look on his face.

"Stop talking." Yan Zhong was on the verge of a breakdown, tears gushing out like a broken faucet.

Ye Hao couldn't stand it anymore. Are these guys from Mao Zhan just too entertaining? Especially this underling, he's a real oddball. Even if he doesn't get the hint, his boss looks like this, yet he's still desperately fueling the fire.

"Alright, get lost." Ye Hao kicked the underling away, then approached Yan Zhong and used his palm to dissolve the Inner Breath from Yan Zhong's bones.

The underling was kicked away by Ye Hao and fainted the moment he hit the ground. It was only in that instant that he realized he might have misunderstood, but the pain overwhelmed his entire body, so he simply passed out.

After Ye Hao resolved the Inner Breath from Yan Zhong's bones, he took out a notebook and began to interrogate Yan Zhong.

He wanted to get some illegal evidence from Yan Zhong. The noble family had been in Peng City for too long; if they didn't expand, it was uncertain when they would have the large sums of money needed to sustain their research. Although they currently had some big contracts, the noble family was researching so many things that anything useful had a complete plan ready, which could be manufactured and even mass-produced when needed.

But during the research process, a lot of money was needed; otherwise, there wouldn't be enough materials and resources for research.

Mao Zhan was near the coast and far from the provincial capital. Ye Hao believed that as long as the noble family brought in substantial investment, Zhan City would welcome them with open arms. After all, the noble family was a force that the provincial government turned a blind eye to. Although it's part black, part white, the noble family never did anything excessive, so it was well-liked by those in power.

As long as the people of Zhan City aren't fools, they will definitely allow the noble family to enter with fanfare, thereby driving Zhan City's development and eventually covering the surrounding areas.

Although Ye Hao had this plan, he needed a reason, a reason to intervene in Zhan City and Mao City. Otherwise, directly intervening would be overstepping. If the heads of Mao Zhan were not from the Su Sect or the governor's people, they would mistakenly think the Su Sect wanted to intervene in their faction. So, Ye Hao needed a compelling reason to get involved.

"Speak! What's your name, and a warning before you answer my questions: you'd better report truthfully, or you'll experience a fate worse than death." Ye Hao stood on the beach with his notebook, questioning.

Yan Zhong's face was grim, but he didn't dare defy Ye Hao, so he reluctantly replied, "Yan Zhong."

Yan Zhong's underlings held their guns but didn't dare act against Ye Hao after being warned by Yan Zhong. So they could only watch as Ye Hao interrogated their boss without intervening.

"Age, why did you fire shots at Luo Dousha last night?"

"42 years old, playing at Luo Dousha."

Ye Hao gave Yan Zhong a cold look, and Yan Zhong tried to maintain his composure.

He didn't know that the Duke of Thunder had already joined Ye Hao's camp, so he was gambling, hoping Ye Hao didn't know too much.

"I'll give you one more chance. What were you doing by firing shots at Luo Dousha?" Ye Hao asked coldly.

"Playing..."

Ye Hao quickly drew a Desert Eagle from his waist and pointed it at Yan Zhong.

Yan Zhong's underlings all raised their AK47s at Ye Hao, but Ye Hao wasn't afraid of them at all, instead looking coldly at Yan Zhong. "If you want to die, I can easily arrange that."

"I..." Yan Zhong still wanted to say playing, but seeing Ye Hao's cold gaze, he didn't dare and compromised, saying directly, "Here to sell a batch of arms."

"What arms are you selling, how many guns, and where did you get them from?" Ye Hao asked three questions.

"A hundred AKs, twenty Type 77 pistols," Yan Zhong replied dishonestly. In reality, it was two hundred AKs and thirty Type 77 pistols. Plus, he only answered with the quantity of guns, not their source.

Ye Hao wouldn't miss such a major issue, so he repeated the question, "Where are the guns from?"

"I don't know." Yan Zhong stubbornly said he didn't know, because the Mao Zhan faction could hold two cities due to their secret gun source, so they didn't fear other gangs attacking or taking their territory.

"I don't have patience to play with you, this is your final warning." Ye Hao gave Yan Zhong a cold look.

"I really don't know..."

Upon hearing this, Ye Hao gave a charming smile. Since you want to play, let's show you what punishment means.

Ye Hao's body flickered, then quickly darted forward with a ghostly movement, appearing in front of Yan Zhong.

"Ah!"

Ye Hao directly executed the Bone Shattering Hand on Yan Zhong. This technique could separate a person's sinews and flesh from their bones, causing dislocation, but it didn't damage the skin.

In the past, this was an extremely brutal method, but it was also a form of torture during interrogations.

Yan Zhong screamed out, even though he was a level seven National Martial Arts practitioner, due to his overindulgence and lack of training, his martial arts were completely demolished by Ye Hao's Inner Breath, which was balanced with Yin and Yang.

"Ah ah!"

Ye Hao manipulated Yan Zhong's neck vertebra with his fingers, then forcefully compressed his lumbar vertebrae, a pain that no ordinary person could endure.

Even though Yan Zhong was a level seven National Martial Arts practitioner, under such excruciating pain, he completely compromised and cried out, "I'll speak, I'll say everything... ah!"

Ye Hao didn't pay him any mind. Since he wanted to experience the feeling before compromising, then let him experience enough of it.

"Phew!"

Ye Hao's Finger Technique was quick and precise, landing on Yan Zhong's acupoints, meridians, and bones. Each move elicited a terrified scream from Yan Zhong.

Yan Zhong's underlings watched him nervously, a few gripping their guns with the urge to kill Ye Hao, but they didn't dare. They weren't confident that, with Ye Hao's speed, they could kill him, or else they'd certainly die...

"Ah! Please... you... I said, I'll talk." Yan Zhong's entire body was in terrible pain. At this moment, the so-called dignity and secrets didn't matter at all.

Instead, the pain in his body was the most fatal.

If given the chance, he truly preferred never experiencing this sensation in his life.

The Great Strength Vajra Finger from last night was mere scratching compared to today's Bone Shattering Hand; this was the real pain... (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)

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