They hunkered down and walked through the rugged and narrow underground passages that were as dense as a spider web.

Far and near, there are the footsteps of pursuing soldiers.

On several occasions, the pursuers seemed to be separated only by a wall.

With extraordinary strength, breaking through a wall is as easy as tearing a newspaper.

They could only lie on the ground, use the cold water in the underground passage to cool down their body temperature, and silently pray that the pursuers would pass by quickly.

There were also times when Aji led the way haphazardly like a headless fly, and they seemed to have reached a desperate situation.

But every time the situation changes, there will be a gap and a gap that can barely be squeezed through.

After an unknown amount of time, the three of them gradually left their pursuers behind.

There was deathly silence all around. They were probably tens of meters underground, about seven or eight floors deep.

"Hey, what is this?"

Aji suddenly pointed at the dark wall and shouted.

Meng Chao groped carefully and relied on his uneven touch to find a rusty secret door embedded in the wall.

There is an intricate combination lock on the secret door.

But this cannot be troubled by Aji.

Meng Chao used his spiritual energy to shake off the rust on the door lock.

Aji fiddled with the two wires and soon heard a "click" sound coming from the secret door.

On the wall next to it, a piece of brick protruded.

Meng Chao pulled out the masonry and brought out a length of chain.

Pull the chain and the secret door slowly opens.

Inside is a shelter that has been abandoned for a long time.

Although it has been covered in dust for decades, the air is still circulating, barely allowing them to breathe for a while.

Meng Chao went in, closed the door, and asked Aji and Su Mulian to listen outside.

The soundproofing of the shelter is quite good and interrogation work can be carried out.

The three of them threw the unconscious "strategist" inside.

Meng Chao thought for a while and asked Su Mulian to stay with him, but asked Aji to huddle in the broken freezer in the corner.

Until now, he could carefully check this "strategist" to ensure that he did not carry any odds and ends that would be detrimental to him.

There is no barcode tattoo on the back of his neck and no wounds on his armpits. He cannot be a "former member of the Death Squadron".

Judging from his appearance, he doesn't look like a lost person on the bounty wanted list.

"Can you cure him?"

Meng Chao then asked Su Mulian, "There is no need to recover, just let him be able to answer our questions."

Su Mulian nodded and gently pressed the "strategist"'s temples with both hands. Branch-like spiritual patterns appeared on the back of his hands, and a soft green light surged in the palm of his hand, penetrating into the depths of the "strategist's" mind.

Half a minute later, the "strategist's" eyelids trembled.

He seemed to be trying to pretend to be unconscious.

But he couldn't bear the sequelae of a concussion.

A Gulu, turned over and jumped up, but immediately fell down, put his hands on the ground, and violently retched.

After vomiting for a long time and almost spitting out bile, he turned around and scanned his surroundings with vigilance.

When his eyes fell on Meng Chao, he was obviously shaking.

When he saw Sumulian's light green skin and pointed ears, his pupils suddenly shrank, unable to hide his surprise.

Su Mulian is the third most important person in the leprosy village after the old village chief and the wild wolf.

If this guy is really a middle-level and high-level member of the Nest City gang, he should know her, at least roughly what "Miss Mulian" looks like.

"Name, position." Meng Chao said.

The "strategist" gritted his teeth, snorted coldly, and did not answer.

Meng Chao sighed.

Harvesting blades, lancets, various highly toxic and super corrosive monster materials, and seven or eight kinds of hooked, barbed, hinged, and vise-equipped survival tools were discharged from the military backpack.

One by one, they were placed under the eyes of the "strategist".

"Perhaps there is some misunderstanding between us, or perhaps you have been deceived and are not my real target."

Meng Chao said sincerely but helplessly, "However, my time is limited and I really don't have time to work hard. Therefore, if the next operation will make you taste the pain of life worse than death, don't be offended. I am too."

It is a last resort.

"Fortunately, we have the most skilled doctor. No matter how inhuman shape I make you, she will always be able to cure you and then do the second round of treatment."

Meng Chao said, picking up the harvesting blade and quickly swiping it on the back of the "strategist"'s hand.

His attack was very measured. It looked like the skin was torn and the flesh was dripping with blood, but no bones or muscles were injured.

Despite this, the "strategist" still took a breath of air.

Meng Chao signaled to Su Mulian: "Cure him."

Su Mulian frowned slightly.

It seems that he is unwilling to go against his nature and help Meng Chao torture to extract a confession.

But thinking of the folks in the leprosy village and the larger conspiracy of the alien beasts, she gritted her teeth and silently held the "strategist's" hand.

Ten seconds later, she let go of her hand, and the wound on the back of the "strategist's" hand had healed without medicine.

Apart from the fact that the new skin is a little tender and there are still stains of blood around it, no difference can be seen at all.

The "strategist" opened his eyes wide, shocked by the magic of Su Mulian's healing skills.

However, as he rolled his eyes, he immediately realized that such a miraculous healing technique might not be a good thing for him at this moment.

"Look, we're going to keep you safe until you tell us everything."

Meng Chao's fingers moved over harvesting blades, lancets, highly toxic and acidic materials, and various bizarre survival tools, as if he was hesitant about where to start.

"If I pull out all his teeth with my bare hands, is there any way you can put the teeth back in or grow them back?" he asked Su Mulian seriously.

Su Mulian trembled.

The "strategist's" trembling was ten times worse than hers.

"Forget it, I may not be able to hear clearly what you are saying, so let's start with the flesh wounds first?" Meng Chao twisted three harvesting blades and spun hundreds of sword lights between his fingers.

"My name is Song Jinbo, and I am the manager of 'Brilliant Entertainment Co., Ltd.'

The "strategist" was attacked by Meng Chao's "fear bomb", and his spiritual defense line was already riddled with holes. To be able to hold on until now before collapsing is considered a tough guy.

The so-called "Golden Teeth Gang, Poisonous Scorpion Gang, Black Bone Gang" and other gang names are all commonly used among the people.

In order to facilitate management and operation, major gangs will register legal enterprises and associations to operate gangs in an entrepreneurial manner.

"Brilliant Entertainment" is a company under the Golden Tooth Gang that specializes in monster arena and casino business.

What attracts outsiders the most to Nest City is, first, the unique cooking techniques of various monster flesh and blood; second, one of the oldest industries in mankind, girlfriend sharing service; and third, monster wrestling and underground gambling.

To be the manager of "Brilliant Entertainment", one is naturally a middle-level and high-level member of the Golden Teeth Gang, and may even have the opportunity to directly meet the "Bad Sword" Jin Wanhao.

Meng Chao and Su Mulian looked at each other, saying that they finally saw the light this time.

"Manager Song, you should know that this morning, I was ordered by the Alien Beast Investigation Bureau and the Dragon City Secret Police to follow a senior hunter with a super corporate background and go deep into the nest city to investigate the 'Magic Capsule', right?

?”

Meng Chao pondered for a moment and asked, "Obviously in the morning we were still allies fighting side by side, how come in less than twenty-four hours, you were able to mobilize the power of all the major gangs to drive me out - who gave the order?

, does your gang leader ‘Ba Dao’ Jin Wanhao know about this?”

Song Jinbo said stiffly: "Of course I know, it was the gang leader, the old man, who personally issued the 'kill order'."

"What?"

At this time, Meng Chao was really shocked, "'Bad Sword' Jin Wanhao wants to kill me, and the Poisonous Scorpion Gang has no objection. So many gangs responded actively, and they are not worried about the reaction of the Alien Beast Investigation Bureau and the Dragon City Secret Police? Isn't that right?

possible!"

Song Jinbo sneered.

"Meng Chao, stop acting. You thought that all the good things you did without knowing it were seen by others. Now everyone in Chao City and the outside world has seen through your true face. No one will believe a word you say anymore.

of!"

Song Jinbo gritted his teeth and said, "Since my skills are inferior to those of others, I am willing to admit defeat and kill or behead them all as you please, but it is absolutely impossible for me to betray the Golden Tooth Gang or even the entire Nest City!"

His righteousness was so awe-inspiring that Meng Chao was stunned for a long time.

"Wait, I'm sure there is a misunderstanding between us."
To be continued...