One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

Zhuge Qing forcefully maintained his persona, awkwardly changing the subject:

"Let's... take care of business first. These people are the informants who have been monitoring Old Wang's family."

When serious matters were mentioned, Zhang Tianyi's playful expression vanished instantly.

He released Zhuge Qing, turned to look at the group of people on the ground, and his eyes instantly turned cold, as if the big brother who had been arm in arm with him just now was just an illusion.

"Okay, let's examine it first."

Zhang Tianyi waved his hand, preparing to find a clean place to sit down.

Seeing this, Zhang Chulan sighed helplessly and could only step forward and start working himself.

"Gentlemen, we're just doing this for money, is it really necessary to make such a big deal out of this?"

A scarred-faced leader was tied to a concrete pillar. Although his face was covered in blood, he remained defiant, even spitting at Zhang Chulan in front of him.

"You're the one who knows everything, right? I recognize you, Zhang Chulan."

“Since we’re company employees, we have to follow the rules. We haven’t done anything heinous, at most it’s illegal intrusion or peeping, at most we’ll be detained for fifteen days.”

"Hehe, there are rules in every industry. What can you do to us if we don't talk? Torture is against company regulations, you know."

Zhang Chulan squatted down in front of Scarface, holding a cigarette in his hand, his brows furrowed.

That guy is right.

He now represents Nadutong, and with so many "outsiders" watching, if his methods are too dirty, it will damage the company's reputation.

"Brothers, please don't do this."

Zhang Chulan put on a fawning smile and began his usual routine:

"We're all in this together, let's give each other some face. If you give me your sugar daddy, I guarantee I'll let you go, and I might even reimburse your medical expenses, how about it?"

"Pah! Don't give me that! I have professional ethics too!"

Scarface turned his head away, adopting a "dead pig doesn't care about boiling water" attitude.

Beside him, Wang Ye yawned, leaned against the wall, and looked helpless.

"Old Zhang, look at the mess this has made. These people are just tough as nails; there's no use in reasoning with them."

Zhuge Qing leaned gracefully against another pillar, toying with a coin in his hand, and smiled with his fox-like eyes narrowed:

"Zhang Chulan, it seems your influence isn't strong enough. How about letting your... shrewd advisor give it a try?"

Mentioning the advisor, Zhang Chulan subconsciously shuddered.

He looked back.

Not far away, Zhang Tianyi was sitting with his legs crossed on a pile of hollow bricks.

He was holding the check for one billion dollars in his hand, and by the light of the searchlight, he was repeatedly counting the zeros on it, his expression one of utter fascination.

"Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands... Hehehe, so beautiful."

After counting the checks once, Zhang Tianyi kissed the check before turning his attention to the interrogation scene.

Chapter 65 A True Tough Guy! He took dozens of slaps from the Taoist priest and didn't say a word?

"Grandson, still haven't gotten the answer?"

Zhang Tianyi carefully put the check away, stood up, stretched his neck, and made a series of crisp "crackling" sounds.

"I already told you, your approach won't work. What's the point of reasoning with this rotten sweet potato and stinky bird? It's a complete waste of breath."

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and strode over.

The scarred man felt a little uneasy as Zhang Tianyi approached.

After all, he had experienced the "thunderous" ritual during the day, but he still forced himself to shout:

"What...what do you want to do?! You're a Taoist priest! A monk should be compassionate! You can't resort to torture!"

"mercy?"

Zhang Tianyi walked up to the scarred man, looked down at him, and a sly smile curled at the corner of his mouth:

"Kid, you might have some misunderstanding about me."

"I do believe in Taoism, but I also believe in another truth—"

"Physical salvation is also a form of compassion!"

Before he could finish speaking...

Zhang Tianyi suddenly stretched out his left hand, which, like an iron clamp, tightly gripped the scarred man's throat!

"Well--!!!"

Scarface's eyes bulged out instantly, his tongue almost sticking out. His hands were tied, so he couldn't struggle and could only kick his legs wildly.

Followed by.

Zhang Tianyi raised his right hand.

"Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!"

The sound was crisp, loud, and rhythmic!

With each slap, Scarface's head swayed from side to side like a rattle drum, his teeth and blood splattering everywhere.

"Will you talk or not?! Will you talk or not?!"

As Zhang Tianyi smoked, he glared angrily and loudly questioned:

"I'm asking you, are you going to tell me or not?!"

"Clap clap clap!"

Four more intense battles ensued.

Scarface's face was swollen like a pig's head, and he was making "ooh ooh ooh" sounds.

His face was covered in tears and snot, and his eyes were filled with despair and pleading.

He tried desperately to open his mouth and speak.

but……

Zhang Tianyi's left hand, which was gripping his neck, was like an iron gate, tightly sealing his trachea and vocal cords!

He couldn't even breathe properly, let alone speak!

"Good lad! You've got some backbone!"

Seeing the other party's unyielding attitude, Zhang Tianyi became even more interested and tightened his grip.

"You've taken dozens of slaps from me, and you haven't uttered a single word?!"

"I love your tough spirit! Let's see how long you can hold out!"

"I'll teach you to shut up! I'll teach you to shut up!"

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Several more slaps landed on him.

This scene left Zhang Chulan, Wang Ye, and Zhuge Qing, who were standing nearby, completely dumbfounded.

The entire room was silent, except for the rhythmic slapping that echoed through the unfinished building.

Zhang Chulan's lips twitched uncontrollably; he couldn't bear to watch any longer and cautiously leaned forward:

"That... advisor?"

"What?! Can't you see I'm interrogating him? This kid's too stubborn!"

Zhang Tianyi didn't even turn around, and slapped her again.

"No...Master..."

Zhang Chulan pointed to the scarred man whose eyes had rolled back and who was about to suffocate, and weakly reminded him:

"You...you're choking him..."

"He...he seems unable to speak..."

"what?"

Zhang Tianyi paused, his hand hovering in mid-air.

He looked down at his left hand, which felt like an iron clamp, and then at the unfortunate man in his hand who was about to die.

"Oh……"

Zhang Tianyi suddenly realized what was happening and innocently let go of his hand.

"Oh dear, I'm sorry, it's just a professional habit, a professional habit."

"thump!"

Scarface collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud, clutching his neck and coughing violently, crying as he coughed—a sight so heartbreaking it would bring tears to the eyes of anyone who heard or saw it.

"Cough cough cough! Waaah...Grandpa...Grandpa..."

"I...I want to say it...I really want to say it..."

"You...you almost sent me to my death..."

"Alright, alright, stop howling and just tell me!"

Zhang Tianyi wiped her hands on the scarred man's clothes with disgust:

"Who sent you? What is your purpose? If you don't tell the truth..."

Zhang Tianyi raised his palm again, electric arcs crackling at his fingertips:

"That was a normal attack, but what follows is a skill attack."

"I'll tell you! I'll tell you everything!"

Scarface was so scared he almost wet himself, and he spilled everything like beans from a bamboo tube:

"We're just a bunch of shady characters who get paid to do things! We take jobs on the dark web! The clients are anonymous, and we pay them in cryptocurrency!"