The man under Huang Gong''s command looked at Zhang Heng who was younger than him and didn''t have much means to interrogate people. Therefore, he didn''t hold any hope that Zhang Heng could make the other party speak.

    At this time, he saw that Zhang Heng had not opened his mouth, and the shopkeeper Zhao opposite had already spoken: "where''s the little doll from? The shooting method is good."

    "But are you sure you can dig something out of my mouth?"

    Zhang Heng didn''t say a word. He also looked relaxed and smiled at the wound in the center of shopkeeper Zhao''s eyebrows. Suddenly, he glanced at Huang Gong''s command around him and said, "you see, you''ve hurt others. If you leave a scar, won''t you be handsome?"

    Huang Gong''s subordinates looked at the young man in front of him with an ignorant face and didn''t understand what the other party was talking about.

    After all, he can''t say that shopkeeper Zhao is handsome without conscience.

    Shopkeeper Zhao sat there with a big fat belly, just like an old sow pregnant with a cub. Looking at each other''s face, he was almost drowned by fat.

    He couldn''t find it at all. Shopkeeper Zhao took the bait in that corner.

    Hearing Zhang Heng boast that he is handsome, manager Rao is very thick skinned. At this time, a blush of shame also appeared on his face.

    Then, Zhang Heng continued, "you can''t try prisoners like this. If you look at people''s heads like this, wouldn''t you blow a hole in people''s heads if one of your hands is unstable?"

    "If you stab someone to death, how can we interrogate him next?"

    Huang Gong looked at Zhang Heng with a hooded face and continued to say with a smile. I can''t answer a word.

    After all, he is not professional in trying prisoners.

    The next moment, Zhang Heng suddenly handed out the rotten silver gun in his hand with a smile.

    The silver bright cold light flashed suddenly. At the moment of shock, Zhang Heng''s long gun had rubbed the right cheek of the shopkeeper and stabbed it out. Where the cold light passed, the sharp edge directly cut off the shopkeeper''s sideburns. I don''t know how many gray hairs.

    When they saw Zhang Heng suddenly stab him in the direction of shopkeeper Zhao''s head, they couldn''t help but hang up. For fear that Zhang Heng was young and vigorous, they directly stabbed the crafty shopkeeper Zhao in front of them.

    Fortunately, they immediately noticed that Zhang Heng was stabbing shopkeeper Zhao''s head with this gun. When he was about to stab shopkeeper Zhao''s carelessness, suddenly the long gun deviated slightly and had been stabbed against shopkeeper Zhao''s right cheek.

    Seeing Zhang Heng stabbed out, the front of the gun just cut off several hairs of shopkeeper Zhao.

    The worry at the bottom of everyone''s heart was immediately put down. But they don''t think that Zhang Heng''s bluff attack can have any great impact on shopkeeper Zhao who has gone through many storms.

    But at this time, when everyone was convinced that Zhang Heng was just bluffing to frighten shopkeeper Zhao, the opposite shopkeeper Zhao''s face suddenly turned pale without blood, and his forehead began to burst out a cold sweat that seemed very painful.

    Even the corners of his mouth could not help twitching. In the throat of shopkeeper Zhao, he couldn''t help but utter a cold hum that sounded very painful.

    At the same time, shopkeeper Zhao hurriedly stretched out his hand and covered the right side of his head.

    People saw that there was blood flowing out of the very white fingers of shopkeeper Zhang''s right hand.

    The smiling look on shopkeeper Zhao''s face finally disappeared. Instead, it was a very oppressive and sinister face. Shopkeeper Zhao''s sinister eyes stared at Zhang Heng in front of him: "my ears, you..."

    Hearing shopkeeper Zhao''s initiative to speak, others seemed to understand what had happened. Looking at Zhang Heng''s eyes, they immediately showed an expression of admiration, fear and so on.

    Without waiting for shopkeeper Zhao to finish speaking, Zhang Heng had taken back the spear he had just stabbed out, handed his spear head to shopkeeper Zhao, continued to smile and said, "are you looking for your right ear?"

    "Your right ear is here."

    While talking, Zhang Heng looked at the head of his rotten silver spear.

    At the head of the rotten silver spear in Zhang Heng''s hand, he was wearing a white and rich ear with earlobes as full as Maitreya.

    But now, this ear has left the master''s head and has been stained with blood.

    It seems that I can''t write an unspeakable taste of sadness.

    When others heard Zhang Heng''s words, they were only shocked, surprised, admired and afraid of Zhang Heng''s behavior.

    Under the command of Duke Huang on Zhang Heng''s side, what UN''s speech was abrupt, but I saw that it had lit up.

    At this time, Zhang Heng, who was close to him, said to him, "there is a saying that it is better to break one finger than to hurt ten fingers."

    "You just scratched a scar on his eyebrow. He just felt pain in his body and didn''t feel anything in his heart."

    "After all, that scar will hurt for such a short time. It will disappear in a few days. If you put some ointment on it, I''m afraid it won''t even leave a scar."

    "How can such scars shock and fear the object of your trial? If you don''t shock and fear the other party, how can the other party tell you the information you want to know?"

    Then Zhang Heng continued, "my shot is different."

    "If I cut off one of his ears with one shot, it will not only make his body feel pain, but also make his heart angry and heartache, because the ear I cut off can''t be taken back."

    "Even if his wound heals in the future, his ears will not grow again. Even if he changes a fake ear in the future, whenever he wakes up in the morning and puts on his fake ear, he will think of the shot I cut off his ear."

    "So, when we interrogate, if we don''t kill each other, we should make the other party understand that we can not want everything except his life. In this way, do you think he will be afraid of you, and will he tell you the little secrets in his heart?"

    The man under Lord Huang didn''t know if he would tell the secrets of his heart like a bamboo tube or a bean When interrogating others like this.

    But if someone tried him like this, he thought he might explain all the bad things he had done from his womb.

    Thinking of this, Huang Gong''s subordinates only think that the young man around them is not like a young man at all. After all, the young man is full of energy and blood. He only asks right and wrong. No matter how, where can he figure out such a sinister move?

    Others looked at Zhang Heng''s face and became more admire and trust.

    Originally, before, especially the people under Lord Huang, they just did what they were told to do with Zhang Heng and had no other ideas.

    But now, seeing what Zhang Heng did, they finally understand why the chief escort of Beihai escort agency and Huang Gong of Huanggong village took a fancy to the young man in front of them instead of one of them.

    This is the gap.

    The young people in front of them, not only their combat power, but also their minds and ways of thinking.

    If such people cannot be elected to lead them, it can only show that chief escort sun Yaoting and Huang Gong of Huang Gong Village are wine bags and rice bags, corpse meals and vegetarian positions, and have no knowledge of people.

    At this time, shopkeeper Zhao opposite was staring at Zhang Heng in front of him with his eyes that wanted to eat people.

    The twisted and weak muscles on his face are showing the anger and hatred in shopkeeper Zhao''s heart.

    Shopkeeper Zhao''s face is no longer as light as before.

    Shopkeeper Zhao looked at Zhang Heng and said, "do you want to kill me? Don''t you want to get information from me?"

    Zhang Heng listened to the other party''s question, immediately waved his hand and denied, "where? How can it?"

    "You are our most important and key target. If you don''t speak, you can decide whether our action plan can be implemented or not, and determine our next success or failure."

    "How dare we kill you."

    Listen to Zhang Heng''s words, look at the sincere expression on Zhang Heng''s face, and look at his solemnity in his eyes. Shopkeeper Zhao knows that Zhang Heng is not lying.

    But the more so, the more depressed he was!

    It''s depressing!

    Since I''m so important! Is that how you treat me?

    I didn''t tell you before I said I wouldn''t tell you. Just give me a power killing stick and cut off one of my ears first.

    Do you treat your key target people like this?

    But on the other hand, shopkeeper Zhao was completely speechless.

    He really didn''t endanger his life. He just cut off one of his ears. What''s the big deal?

    This is where shopkeeper Zhao is extremely angry.

    "You''d better not act rashly, otherwise you will regret it." shopkeeper Zhao looked at Zhang Heng in front of him and suddenly said in a positive color.

    Hearing the words of shopkeeper Zhao, Zhang Heng was stunned. Then a puzzled expression appeared on his face. Then the puzzled expression flashed away. Then Zhang Heng carefully looked at shopkeeper Zhao in front of him and said silently, "since you say so, it shows that you still have some cards."

    Then Zhang Heng stretched out his hand, touched his nose, and then said, "in this case, I''m curious about your cards, so I want to try. Do you agree?"

    Hearing Zhang Heng''s words, shopkeeper Zhao''s face was a little ugly. He didn''t expect that Zhang Heng was so difficult.

    He didn''t expect that Zhang Heng didn''t say he didn''t believe what he said, just said he wanted to see his cards.

    Shopkeeper Zhao couldn''t help but say something depressed, but at this time, the rotten silver gun in Zhang Heng''s right hand trembled like a silver dragon again, crossed a bright silver light in mid air, and stabbed straight at shopkeeper Zhao.