Yang Zhan was wearing thin clothing and stood in the snow outside the Tianlao.
After stretching her muscles, a woman pushing a wooden cart with tofu on it slowly passed by the door of the Tianlao.
"Master, do you want to eat tofu?"
Yang Zhan looked at the plump figure of the woman buying tofu, nodded and said: "Eat, I like tofu the most, but I like the white and tender ones best."
A woman is as delicate as a shy flower waiting to bloom.
The voice made people feel numb: "Of course it's white and tender. This tofu from the slave family is very delicious."
As he said that, he walked over pushing the wooden cart.
Then I opened the lid of the pot, and it was indeed white, tender, and steaming.
The woman quickly served Yang Zhan a bowl of tofu.
Yang Zhan took it and didn't eat it, but he looked at the woman's front and back with admiration.
The woman was seen with a rosy complexion and charming eyes.
"Master, the tofu won't taste good when it's cold."
Yang Zhan put the tofu in his mouth, and the woman watched eagerly.
Suddenly, Yang Zhan put it down again, and the woman said again: "Master, the tofu should be served while it's hot."
Yang Zhan smiled and said, "I forgot to pay, how much is it?"
"The officer is working hard in this snowy day, so the little girl should just give him a penny."
Yang Zhan reached out and touched it: "Unfortunately, I came out without any money, so just wait, I'll come back later."
"No farewell, Master, just treat him like a little girl. It's hard for him in this snowy day, so please eat quickly."
"Oh, okay then, thank you very much."
Suddenly, Yang Zhan's hand slipped and a bowl of snow-white tofu fell on the snow. He couldn't tell the difference between tofu and snow.
Yang Zhan and the woman looked at each other and remained motionless for a long time.
Finally, the woman came to her senses and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, I will serve another bowl to the official."
As soon as he took the bowl, Yang Zhan pinched the woman's wrist and said with a smile: "It's a cold day, it's cold outside, so you might as well go in."
The woman's eyes flashed and she looked at Yang Zhan's expression.
A trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, but he whispered: "Will it disturb the official's work?"
"Don't bother me, don't bother me, I'll push it for you!"
"Thank you, sir."
The woman bent her knees slightly.
Yang Zhan pushed the cart and walked in front, and the woman followed behind, her eyes indifferent.
"Second Master, this..."
"It's none of your business, get out!"
Yang Zhan scolded, and the third son and fourth son fell silent, and watched eagerly as Yang Zhan brought the tofu-selling woman into the torture room.
moment!
A cry came out.
"ah……"
"ah……"
The third son and the fourth son were shocked.
"Si'er, is the second master going to be flogged directly?"
"Why don't you use a mace?"
"But the punishment was a bit harsh. The woman screamed so miserably."
"Third son, it's been a long time since we went to Zuihong Mansion."
"Yes, it's been a long time."
"Then let's go after the shift is over?"
"Do you have money?"
"No."
"That's nonsense."
The third son and the fourth son suddenly started to scream.
However, there was no movement in the torture room at this time.
Third Son and Fourth Son's eyes widened again.
"Si'er, Second Master, is this going to happen?"
"Alas, the second master is no longer as brave as he once was."
That's when.
Yang Zhan's scolding came from the torture room.
"Leave far away!"
Suddenly, the two of them shrunk their necks and ran away in despair.
In the torture room, the woman was lying on the ground, shaking all over, with a dagger in her hand.
Yang Zhan sat aside calmly, as if... nothing happened.
After a while.
Yang Zhan smiled and said, "Tell me, how many people are here?"
The woman didn't speak, but she had regained some strength. She got up and sat in the corner, looking at Yang Zhan coldly.
Yang Zhan suddenly picked up a whip from the table.
The whip was covered with iron nails and the like.
The exposed sharp part is not long, but it looks like it makes people's scalp numb.
When the woman saw it, her face turned a little pale.
Yang Zhan looked at the woman and said seriously: "This whip will definitely hurt when it hits someone. The designer is really vicious. Don't worry, I will replace it for you!"
With that said, Yang Zhan put down the whip again, then reached out and picked up the mace.
He turned around and asked, "How about this?"
The woman's pupils shrank and she panicked: "Master, I'm just a tofu seller!"
Yang Zhan looked at the mace in his hand with great admiration and said to himself: "This is good, this is not torturing."
The woman was shocked!
Isn’t this torture? Is this meant to torture people to death?
With that said, Yang Zhan stood up.
The woman's body trembled again.
Finally, when Yang Zhan wanted to try the mace.
The woman screamed: "I said, I said!"
Yang Zhan smiled: "Look, wouldn't it be nice if we just had a heart-to-heart relationship? Come to think of it, I'm still very gentle towards women!"
As he spoke, he reached out and took the woman's little hand.
Well, it feels pretty good.
The woman did not dare to resist, so she was pulled by Yang Zhan and sat on a chair.
Next!
There was a clicking sound.
The woman found that she was fixed to the chair by the device coming out of the chair.
Then a telescopic iron arm appeared from behind the chair, with a sharp steel needle at the top, which stabbed the woman directly in the face.
"ah……"
"Don't scream, it hasn't been stabbed yet."
The woman was shocked: "I promised, why did you..."
Yang Zhan didn't answer, but just introduced: "When people lie, their pupils will change. Once they change, this needle will stick in."
"Can it be automatic?"
Yang Zhan held his hand and aimed directly at the woman's eyes.
"I can help, I can say it now!"
The woman looked at Yang Zhan who was smiling, and for the first time, she felt that a person's smile was like the smile of an evil ghost.
"I said, I said, what I said is the truth, you...be careful."
The steel needle was pressing against her eyes. This pressure made the woman stutter a little when she spoke.
Yang Zhan nodded: "Speak slowly, don't panic."
The woman spoke slowly.
Three of them came just to inquire.
Although they knew that Li Yu and the others were locked up here, they didn't know how strong the defense force of this Tianlao was.
After finding out more about it, a prison robbery will be organized.
After hearing this, Yang Zhan pondered for a moment and asked, "Is there a war on the border between Daxia and Fenglin now?"
The woman shook her head: "I haven't heard of it."
"What are the identities of Li Yu and Li Zhizhu?"
"A princess, a princess."
"Where's Chen Lin'er?"
The woman shook her head: "I don't know."
Suddenly, the woman screamed, because Yang Zhan pressed down and the steel needle moved forward.
"I really don't know, I've never heard of Chen Lin'er."
Yang Zhan stopped the steel needle.
It can be seen that this woman has limited knowledge and is just a spy after all.
Yang Zhan spoke again: "Where is your Xuan Yesi's token?"
The woman looked at her heart.
Yang Zhan instantly reached out and took out a simple gilt plate from the woman's belly pocket, with a bright moon hanging on a blackboard engraved on it.
Xuan Yesi!
Yang Zhan felt the warmth on the token, and then directly pulled up the switch on the seat.
Immediately, the woman is free.
Yang Zhan put down the token and looked at the woman: "What's your name?"
"No name, my number is eighteen."
"Eighteen, well, go and tell your leader, pretend I don't know about this, but! Don't try to rob the prison, it will only increase casualties, it is useless, their status is high, let your Fenglin Kingdom send people to negotiate. .”
He said, pointing to the door.
Shiba was a little confused: "You just let me go?"
Yang Zhan couldn't help but be happy: "Do I still have to keep you for dinner?"
