"He doesn't take you seriously, how can you tolerate this?"

Seeing Yan Kuan and Lao Mi Tou walking away, Chen Xiaodao approached Feng Zhibai.

Looking at him angrily, Feng Zhibai put his hands in his hands and said, "You don't take me seriously, why are you so excited?"

Seeing her look like this, Chen Xiaodao was frightened.

He drooped his head and smiled: "I just want to avenge your injustice."

"Duck don't have to."

Pulling on her wide sleeves, she sped up her pace slightly.

The prison guard watching Yan Kuan was stunned for a moment when he saw Yan Kuan entering with someone before opening the door to the interrogation room.

Yan Kuan turned sideways and glanced at Feng Zhibai and the others before saying, "Fu Qiang is inside."

Lao Mi Tou walked in front, Feng Zhibai was second, and Chen Xiaodao was last.

The three of them entered the interrogation room one after another, and there seemed to be more people in the small space.

Look along the dim light.

A decadent man in prison uniform caught the eyes of the three of them.

Feng Zhibai raised his hand and drew it in front of his eyes, and began to look at Fu Qiang carefully with his starry eyes.

Fu Qiang no longer has any imps on his body, but there is still yin energy exuding from his body. Although it is not heavy, you can see it if you pay a little attention.

According to the situation, when the little ghost leaves the body, the Yin Qi in the body will slowly dissipate instead of being retained.

Could it be that Fu Qiang is not the host body, but a fellow practitioner?

Fellow practitioners means that the human body and the devil practice together.

The premise is that the host body has the potential to practice.

The probability of this is almost non-existent.

But it's not completely absent.

Hearing the movement, Fu Qiang lazily and slowly raised his head.

When his eyes touched Feng Zhibai, his originally emotionless face suddenly turned violent: "It's you, it's you!"

He was handcuffed and slammed his hands on the table!

The stool was kicked over and the table made a creaking sound and shifted from its original position.

The sound of handcuffs slapping and the stool falling to the ground echoed particularly harshly in the small interrogation room.

The prison guard who was guarding him quickly stepped forward and held Fu Qiang down.

Chen Xiaodao and Lao Mi Tou protected Feng Zhibai and took a step back.

Yan Kuan didn't expect that Fu Qiang would suddenly go berserk, and he was afraid that he would do something deviant. He carefully said to Feng Zhibai, "Why don't you go inside? There are speakers inside so you can communicate."

"It's okay. Just stand back and I'll talk to him personally."

After brushing away Chen Xiaodao and Lao Mitou, Feng Zhibai walked in front of a few people.

Chen Xiaodao and Lao Mi Tou also distanced themselves from Feng Zhibai.

Fu Qiang was held down by the prison guards, but the eyes he looked at Feng Zhibai revealed an unpredictable smile.

"let me go!"

He gritted his teeth, shook his shoulders and broke away from the prison guard.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt her. I can't beat her."

Hooking on the stool, he sat down again angrily.

Just like the host, he pointed at the stool placed in front of the table and said to Feng Zhibai: "Sit down."

Feng Zhibai looked at Fu Qiang interestingly.

This kid has a lot of stuff on him.

Holding up the hem of her skirt, she sat elegantly across the table and asked preemptively: "Where is the key to the shop and where is the land deed?"

"You haven't helped me yet, isn't it inappropriate to ask for these things?"

As soon as Feng Zhibai asked for something, Fu Qiang sneered disdainfully.

Leaning on the back of the seat, Feng Zhibai raised the corner of his mouth: "The shop and the house are a meeting gift and have nothing to do with what you are going to talk about next."

As soon as she said this, Fu Qiang's face turned cold.

"It's okay if I need something, but you have to help me!"

"I can help you. I'll give you a reward and conditions, except for the shop and house. That's the price I pay for coming to see you."

"Don't go too far!"

"Don't go too far!"

Feng Zhibai didn't save any face for him, his starry eyes widened and a cold light suddenly appeared.

Fu Qiang pressed his hands on the table, and when he saw Feng Zhizhi's eyes, his breathing became rapid.

It was as if there were knives between the two people, and the moment their eyes came into contact, knives rained down.

Chen Xiaodao touched his neck and moved around uncomfortably: "Why do these two people feel like they have a feud..."

"They are not feuds but also enemies. Look, there are sparks between the two of them."

Pointing at the middle between Feng Zhibai and Fu Qiang, Lao Mi Tou made a pulling motion.

Yan Kuan was also surprised that the meeting between them would be like this.

It's very similar to the scene in the TV series where two gang bosses meet and test each other.

Seeing that Feng Zhibai had no intention of giving in, Fu Qiang breathed a sigh of relief and softened his attitude.

"I have nothing to give you, except a shop and a house."

"You have money. You have a bank card. There should be hundreds of thousands in the card. Give me that card and I will help you."

Feng Zhibai looked at Fu Qiang, don't ask how she knew, just that she had super powers.

Looking at her in disbelief, Fu Qiang was surprised that Feng Zhibai said that he had a bank card.

"You! How do you know..."

"Don't ask me how I know, will you give me the money?"

Knocking on the table, a "dong-dong-dong" echo came from the interrogation room.

Fu Qiang clasped his hands together nervously: "No, if you change the conditions, I can use the money."

"But apart from this condition, you have no value yourself."

Looking at Fu Qiang from top to bottom, she seemed to have thought of something and said, "First, tell me about your relationship with that brat."

He leaned back, his face full of sadness: "Fellow practitioner."

"Why, fellow practitioner, I have seen your physique. Even if you want to practice evil, you are still full of ambition but not strong enough."

He smiled bitterly: "Humph, to help my sister."

"Your sister isn't Fu Chengmei, is she?"

Chen Xiaodao opened his mouth in surprise.

Lao Mi also patted his head and pointed at him and said, "It was that woman that day!"

"You know my sister?"

Hearing Fu Chengmei's name, Fu Qiang's eyes brightened, and he sat upright and looked at Chen Xiaodao.

"I don't know her, but I saved her."

"What's the meaning?"

Fu Qiang was stunned: "What do you mean I saved her? What happened to my sister?"

He was about to stand up excitedly, but the prison guard held his shoulders down again.

"Fu Qiang, don't get excited!" Yan Kuan shouted at him.

But he only thought about Fu Chengmei and couldn't listen to Yan Kuan's words at all.

"What's wrong with my sister! What's wrong with my sister!"

His voice was louder, mixed with a roar.

Feng Zhibai raised his chin impatiently: "Can you be quiet and listen to him?"

After being called out by her, Fu Qiang realized that he had lost his composure.

He paused and looked around hurriedly.

A whole state of uneasiness.
To be continued...