Moreover, the control of the air by this spirit is extremely precise and it can control multiple air flow channels at the same time. If there are enough blades, this spirit can create a metal storm that is comparable to multiple heavy machine guns firing at the same time.

Facing the wind of death, Chu Zihang had no intention of panicking.

The blazing golden eyes reappeared, and Long Wen read out in a more concise rhythm.

A violent explosion followed, and the violent fire storm directly destroyed the slender air flow channels and melted the blades into molten iron.

The insidious current is nothing before the king's flame.

"Jun Yan!"

Mrs. Vanu, who came from a well-known family, recognized this high-risk talking spirit, and her heart suddenly tightened.

When did Guzman provoke such a powerful hybrid? If he had known that she would kill him, he would not have allowed him to attend this party.

"Sir, we are just Guzman's guests and not his friends. We will never participate in the conflict between you. Please don't kill him."

Her soprano-like scream was stopped by the sharp blade passing through her throat. The flying knife thrown by Lu Mingfei was faster and more powerful than the blade driven by her voice spirit.

"When you step into the door of sin, your fate is already sealed."

He said calmly.

After eliminating this biggest threat, the remaining hybrids and militants are like turtles in a jar.

It only took the team five minutes to clear the battlefield, even those who hid in rooms or jumped out of windows to escape.

Those servants were temporarily taken into custody by Chu Zihang and others, while Lu Mingfei went to interrogate Guzman.

"Where is the factory and the organization behind the 'Divine Blood'? You only have one minute, and every ten seconds I will cut off a part of you."

He easily tore off Guzman's clothes, revealing his dirty body.

"Which organization are you sent by? The North American Hybrid Alliance or the Secret Party?"

Guzman asked rhetorically.

"Ten seconds are up."

Lu Mingfei said calmly, and then cut off his left palm.

Blood spurted out, but the flow rate immediately decreased because Lu Mingfei pinched the fracture at his wrist.

"Let go of my hand, let go of my hand!"

The sudden and severe pain caused Guzman to freeze up. When he reacted, he couldn't help but curl up, like a grilled shrimp.

"Then you'll die."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Let me die, let me die."

Guzman yelled.

"You will, but not now. With your physical condition, you can still withstand at least half an hour of interrogation."

He assessed seriously.

"You don't know how powerful they are. If you kill me, they will avenge me. You and your family will suffer a hundred times more than me."

Even if he was turned into an interrogation tool, Guzman would not change his brutal nature as a drug addict.

"Is it more powerful than the Secret Party?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

Guzman paused after hearing this. The secret party's name was not given by other hybrids, but by the dragon-slaying clan and fallen hybrids over thousands of years.

Even he was embarrassed to say that the organization behind it was more powerful than the Secret Party.

"Are you from the secret party?"

he asked.

"We are a partnership."

Lu Mingfei corrected.

"I can tell you the information, but you have to swear to ensure my safety."

Guzman said after weighing the pros and cons.

"You are not qualified to make conditions. Thirty seconds are up."

A sword flash that could not be seen clearly by the naked eye flashed, and Guzman lost one right hand and one left foot.

The triple pain made him roll his eyes, and he fainted from the pain, but was awakened by Lu Mingfei's nerve stimulation.

"What exactly do you want?"

He shouted in collapse, his voice hoarse.

“Where are the factory and the organization behind the ‘Sacred Blood’?”

Lu Mingfei repeated the question again.

"I said, I said, stop torturing me."

Guzman's defense was finally breached.

This addict, who always thought his victims' bones were not strong enough, did not hold up longer when he was being tortured.

"Not as good as Akechi Asaya."

Lu Mingfei said disdainfully.

"Well."

The crow on the side looked strange after hearing this sentence, and didn't know whether he should be proud or not.
Chapter completed!