Chapter 221 Boring Tricks

"What does Mr. Fang mean by this?" Wen Yang was slightly startled, with a look of bewilderment on his face.

Fang Xiu quietly watched the other party act, with a look of mockery on his face.

"From deliberately calling out my name in the hotel, wanting me to have a conflict with Chu Feng, to instructing Sun Dehua to come to provoke, all of these were arranged by you, the purpose was to find a legitimate reason to take me away. It seems that the law enforcement team should be under the control of Gui Yan Changshou, so you will use this method."

After being pointed out by Fang Xiu, the gentle smile on Wen Yang's face slowly faded, replaced by a cold face.

A sneer appeared on his lips: "As expected of a man who solved the S-level strange incident, I can't hide it from you. But since you know our purpose, why did you get on the car? Isn't it a trap?"

"Oh? Is there any misunderstanding? Let you overestimate yourself. With all these rubbish, why don't I dare to take a trip?"

"Hahaha..." Wen Yang suddenly burst into a sneer: "Fang Xiu, it seems that your prediction of the future is not omnipotent. If you really see the future, you should know that the moment you put on the handcuffs, you are already meat on the felt board!"

As soon as the voice fell, Fang Xiu suddenly felt a sharp pain in his wrist. He looked at it and saw that there was a mechanism on the handcuffs. An extremely thin needle grew out of it and injected an unknown liquid into his body.

When the liquid entered his body, he immediately noticed something strange. His spirituality could not be mobilized. Not only that, even the weird power fell into silence.

"Fang Xiu, you feel it, right? This is an extremely precious spirit suppressant. This alone is enough to make you an ordinary person for an hour. During this hour, no matter what trump card you have, you can't cause any trouble."

Facing Wen Yang's confidence in victory, Fang Xiu shook his head slightly disappointedly: "At the beginning, I had some expectations for Yan Changshou. Maybe he could give me some different surprises, but now seeing your methods, it is really disappointing.

It is not shameful to use conspiracy, but it is shameful to only use conspiracy."

"Humph!" Wen Yang snorted coldly: "I hope you will have the courage to say this when you meet Captain Yan."

Not long after, the vehicle drove to a secret detention place.

Fang Xiu did not make any extreme moves, but walked into it leisurely. He did not look like a prisoner at all, but like walking in his own backyard.

Soon, he was taken to an interrogation room, but strangely, he was not interrogated.

Instead, another person came in, a middle-aged man with an unremarkable appearance.

After he came in, he nodded to Wen Yang and then walked towards Fang Xiu.

When he walked to Fang Xiu, he stretched out his hand and put it on Fang Xiu's shoulder.

A magical scene appeared.

The middle-aged man's body shape and appearance began to change slowly, and he became exactly the same as Fang Xiu.

The two were like twin brothers, no, more like twins, they were completely clones.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xiu roughly guessed the purpose of Yan Changshou and others.

"Let's go, now you can go to see Captain Yan." Wen Yang said coldly.

Then, Fang Xiu, who was transformed by the middle-aged man, sat in the interrogation room and was interrogated.

The process was very formal, and two interrogators came specifically to record and write notes.

Fang Xiu was taken to the car again.

This time, the vehicle drove to a hidden manor.

The manor was very wide and located in a remote area. The walls were surrounded by tall trees, blocking the eyes of the outside world and adding a bit of gloom.

Finally, Fang Xiu saw Yan Changshou having dinner in the restaurant of the manor.

Yan Changshou was wearing a well-cut black gown, with his long black hair tied behind his head. He was holding a knife and fork in his hand, constantly cutting the bloody meat on the plate.

He sat at a rectangular mahogany dining table, which was full of bloody meat, made into various exquisite shapes, and decorated with flower petals.

He looked like an elegant savage eating human flesh.

Yes, he was eating human flesh.

Fang Xiu, who had been eaten raw by gluttons hundreds of times, judged it at a glance.

"Captain Yan, Fang Xiu is here." Wen Yang saluted respectfully.

Yan Changshou slowly put down his knife and fork, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a white tablecloth, and then smiled and said, "Mr. Fang, please sit down."

This kind of eating human flesh raw would be unacceptable to ordinary spirit masters, but Fang Xiu ignored it and sat on the chair directly.

The two of them looked at each other from a distance across a dining table that was more than three meters long.

Wen Yang bowed slightly, turned away, and closed the door of the restaurant.

"Mr. Fang, please eat. I don't know what taste you like, so I specially asked people to prepare some. There are men, women, and relatively tender children here. Of course, I didn't prepare any for the elderly. After all, the meat of the elderly is too dry, and I don't think you will like it."

Yan Changshou smiled slightly. He smiled very subtly, without showing his teeth, and every move was like an aristocrat among the upper class.

"Boring tricks." Fang Xiu looked at Yan Changshou calmly, without any fluctuations in his eyes.

Yan Changshou was not angry: "Mr. Fang, we are the same kind of people, you don't have to hide, after all... the weird is to eat people, right?

You have the original mask, and you have suppressed your desire to eat people for a long time. Today you can eat to your heart's content, and then you can go on the road after eating.

Oh, by the way, I almost forgot that you are still wearing handcuffs, which makes it inconvenient to eat. "

As soon as the voice fell, a scarlet tentacle covered with tumors suddenly stretched out from under Yan Changshou's sleeves, rushing towards Fang Xiu's eyes like a venomous snake.

Swish!

The tentacle stopped less than two centimeters away from Fang Xiu's eyes.

Such a weird scene, a normal person would have dodged it long ago, but Fang Xiu's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't even blink.

Then, the tentacle turned around and flexibly wrapped around the handcuffs on Fang Xiu's hands. With a strong twist, there was a click.

The handcuffs made of extremely hard steel of the soul broke with a sound.

Swoosh!

The tentacle suddenly retracted and got under Yan Changshou's sleeves.

"I don't know if you have watched too many gangster movies and like to do these bluffing things. If there is nothing else, then I'll leave. "

Fang Xiu's calm voice was filled with a hint of impatience. He was very disgusted with Yan Changshou's time-wasting behavior.

Perhaps Yan Changshou wanted to bluff people, but he had already seen Taotie before, and he found the other party's methods ridiculous.

It was just like a child holding a toy gun to threaten an adult.