Warden of the World

Chapter 430 Ugly and unique
Lin Fan took out a Flame Talisman, and after activating it, wiped away the foul-smelling saliva.

He smiled again and approached the other party, hoping that the other party would leak some information, and then pull out some useful information, but who knew it would have no effect at all.

He found that if this continued, the whole room would be spit up by this guy.

"At first I wanted to ask if you have any relatives and friends outside. If there is a chance, I can take care of you for a while. Now it seems that you are toasting and not eating fine wine!"

Lin Fan lowered his face, and summoned the torture tool from the system.

Tiger stool, chili water, whipping, three-pronged approach,

However, after Lin Fan's frenzied torture, the other party still showed no sign of yielding.

"It hurts!" Seeing that it didn't work, Lin Fan couldn't help feeling worried.

He smoked the opponent for an hour without any interruption, even if his physical body was strong enough, he was still drawn out with bloodstains.

If it were Li Shi who was in the East 888 cell, he would have been crying by this time, even explaining the color of his underwear.

"You want me to succumb even with this level of punishment? You underestimate your ghost Grandpa Dongmeng too!"

Just when Lin Fan was at a loss, the prisoner suddenly laughed out loud and looked at Lin Fan with disdain.

"Ghost Dongmeng?"

Lin Fan was overjoyed, this guy even vomited out his name out of complacency.

It seems that the one-hour penalty was somewhat effective. Although it ended in failure, at least he knew what the other party was called.

The next step is to try my best to find out the origin of the other party, so as to study this guy's weakness.

As long as there is a weakness, it is much more convenient to interrogate.

In any case, these twelve hours must not be wasted, even if there is only a little bit of information, you should be able to get some points.

He doesn't think that everyone can successfully complete the tasks given by the system, and it is estimated that they will be graded according to the progress.

"By the way, Dabi doesn't seem to prohibit the use of treasures, so can these goods of mine come in handy?"

It seemed that extorting a confession by torture would not work, Lin Fan's eyes flashed, and he thought of the pile of goods in the corner of the storage or storage.

In any case, you must try the methods you can use. Even if the ranking in the prison is hopeless, you must accumulate some personal points.

In the final individual competition, the first two points are still very useful.

And Gui Dongmeng also seemed to feel that he had said the wrong thing. After snorting, he immediately closed his mouth without saying a word, and just looked down on Lin Fan with his eyes.

"Don't you speak?"

Lin Fan pulled out a set of tools for suturing the wound, and stared at Gui Dongmeng gloomyly.

"Since you don't like to talk so much, I will do what I can and sew your mouth shut. Even if others want to ask you something, you can keep it a secret. From now on, in this prison of ten thousand realms, you can practice and keep your mouth shut." Zen."

Lin Fan took out another alcohol lamp, lit it, and began to use the lamp to heat the curved needle used to suture the wound.

Gui Dongmeng snorted coldly, then closed his eyes, apparently planning to resist to the end.

The flame of the alcohol lamp flickered, and a faint smell of alcohol gradually spread into the room.

"Come, come, let me sew half of it up for you first, so that you can feel the feeling of being speechless when you want to say it!"

Lin Fan picked up the curved needle with tweezers and walked up to Gui Dongmeng, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the other's messy hair.

"Damn, it's so ugly. Does it look like someone from the Shura clan?"

Seeing the other person's appearance, Lin Fan's mind suddenly had a flash of inspiration. This guy's appearance is somewhat similar to the ghost mastiff in his cell.

"Ghost Dongmeng? Ghost mastiff?"

He murmured in his heart for a moment, and then looked at Gui Dongmeng's ugly face, which made him more and more sure of his guess.

"Sura clan?"

What a coincidence, Lin Fan didn't expect to encounter the Shura tribe here, no wonder his mouth is smelly and hard.

Now that the opponent's race has been determined, he is not so anxious to attack.

Among other things, it is still a question of whether his needle and thread can penetrate the opponent's face. Don't use torture and be ridiculed by the opponent instead.

"How do you know my identity?" Gui Dongmeng's expression changed.

Lin Fan smiled slightly, took out the sky-shaking stick, pulled the opponent's messy hair away, then took out a reflective mirror, and said, "Take care of it yourself, it's so ugly, who else can it be except the Shura clan?"

Hearing this, Gui Dongmeng no longer struggled with how Lin Fan knew his identity. Instead, he looked at himself in the mirror very narcissistically, and said lightly, "The low-sighted people are short-sighted. What's the use? Strength is the real right to speak! Besides, I, Gui Dongmeng, is also a famous handsome man among the Shura clan!"

Lin Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense, put away the mirror, and wrote down Gui Dongmeng's name and ethnic group on the paper.

"Brother Dongmeng, how about we make a deal?" Lin Fan said after thinking for a moment.

Gui Dongmeng sneered and didn't answer, as if he still despised Lin Fan's aesthetic point of view.

"I once met a member of the Shura clan. He was also stubborn, but after seeing my conditions, he immediately begged me to make a deal with him. Aren't you curious about the content of the deal?"

Lin Fan walked around Gui Dongmeng, wondering if this guy had the same hobbies as Ghost Mastiff.

When he returned to the original position, he accidentally knocked over the bottle of alcohol lamp.

The blue flames ignited all over the place, and the faint smell of alcohol instantly became stronger.

Lin Fan raised his hand to extinguish the flame.

But at this moment, he inadvertently looked at Gui Dongmeng, and found a trace of regret in his eyes, and subconsciously licked his lips.

Lin Fan laughed immediately, this kind of subconscious action can't deceive anyone, he is now sure that Gui Dongmeng must be a senior alcoholic.

Only alcoholics feel sorry for alcohol.

Thinking of this, he immediately took out several bottles of baijiu, even the only two bottles of Moutai.

This cost him a lot of soft sister money, originally planned to pay tribute to Ta Qi.

"In my side of the world, such fine wine is considered a luxury. Since we met Brother Dongmeng here, how about we have a drink?"

Lin Fan unscrewed the wine bottle, then took out two glasses, filled them up, and put one of them in front of Gui Dongmeng.

Gui Dongmeng sniffed his nose twice, and there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes. He had never seen a prisoner drink alcohol during interrogation.

What's more, Lin Fan's smile was too fake, and it was obvious at a glance that there must be some other purpose.

It's just that he doesn't understand, is the human being in front of him trying to get him drunk?
"Don't think about it too much, I'm a friend of your fellow clan, and he also taught me a set of "Sura Body Refining Technique", so this cup is a respect to your clan!"

Lin Fan picked up the wine glass, nodded to Gui Dongmeng, and drank it in one gulp.

Of course, the moment the drink entered his mouth, he wrapped it up with the strength in his body.

This is a big competition, he dare not get himself drunk.

Don't ask anything at that time, and go out drunk, that would be a real joke. It is estimated that he will become the only person who got himself drunk during the interrogation of prisoners since the previous competitions.

Hearing what Lin Fan said, a gleam of brilliance flashed in Gui Dongmeng's eyes.

"Why, don't believe it?"

Lin Fan took off his coat, and ran the "Sura Body Refining Technique" a little bit.

"The eighth floor?!"

Gui Dongmeng couldn't help but let out an exclamation. Although he had already practiced the "Sura Body Refining Technique" to the Dzogchen, he suddenly found that a foreigner could also cultivate to the eighth level, and the other party was still a human race known for being weak. I couldn't help being surprised.

"If it wasn't for time constraints, I should have practiced the "Sura Body Refining Technique" to Dzogchen now."

Lin Fan felt a little excited, a good sign, the other party was already actively communicating with him.

As long as he maintains this rhythm, he may not be unable to complete the task within twelve hours.

Hearing this, Gui Dongmeng finally nodded, picked up the glass of wine in front of him, and said, "Respect the Shura clan!"

After drinking it all in one gulp, Gui Dongmeng's eyes fell on Lin Fan again.

There was a trace of curiosity in his eyes, and he asked: "Can you tell me, who is the person who taught you the "Sura Body Refining Technique"?"

"This..." Lin Fan looked embarrassed.

(End of this chapter)