The dog-licking villain only wants to be doggy, and the heroine doesn't follow the routine!

Chapter 2182 Extreme Interrogation

All three brothers were injured, but with Lu Chengwen's supply of medicine and their own exceptional healing abilities, it wasn't a big deal.

Especially Zhao Ritian, who was lying in the formation for half a day and couldn't get up, but now he can stand up and walk around.

The Grand Elder was still vomiting.

He felt contaminated. It was like... a buzzing pain in the back of his head. For the first time, he realized that all of a person's senses could perceive smells.

I feel like there's a foul odor floating inside my brain and under my cortex.

He couldn't even catch his breath, let alone take a deep breath.

Lu Chengwen and Long Aotian pulled him over.

The old man looked at him helplessly, rubbing his face.

How do I calculate this?

Did they agree or not?

You say you won... was that due to skill? That was due to luck, to your excretory system, and to Zhao Ritian eating a lot of roasted sweet potatoes.

You say you didn't win? The dignified former head of the Elder Council is in unbearable pain right now. An ordinary person couldn't achieve this effect.

The drunkard stood up and sealed the old dean's acupoints.

Zhao Ritian dragged over his spiked club: "I'll smash him to death."

The drunkard stopped him: "How can we question him if he's smashed to death? Give him...some water, let him sober up."

The water came, and the old dean sat on the ground, panting with his head tilted back.

Zhao Ritian asked with concern, "Are you feeling better?"

The old dean looked at him with a resentful expression: "You...you should stay away from me."

With a wave of his hand, the Drunken Old Man instantly captured the Frostbite Cover in his palm. The old dean was unable to stop him and could only watch helplessly.

"That is my Extreme Cold Shield!"

The old drunkard was taken aback: "Your what?!"

The old dean roared, "My Cold Extreme Cover! What? You, the Drunken Old Man of the Five Elders, are you trying to rob me?"

The old drunkard stretched out his hand, and the three brothers punched and kicked the old dean.

The old drunkard admired the Cold Extreme Cover, nodded, and was very satisfied.

Lu Chengwen kicked and shouted, "Cold Extreme Cover, Cold Extreme Cover, where the hell do you have a Cold Extreme Cover!"

Long Aotian kicked it while saying, "That's a family heirloom that Senior Zuiweng just obtained! What does it have to do with you!"

Zhao Ritian put his arm around the old dean's neck from behind and pinched the old dean's temple with his knuckles: "You're dreaming!"

With a wave of his hand, the three brothers stopped.

The drunkard said, "Let's make things clear. The Frostbite Cover is yours. But you went out to fight and lost to the Three Heroes of the Beauty Cover Sect. They crippled you with their farts. Am I right?"

"Then the three of them stole your Frost Shield and gave it to me."

The old dean, panting, asked, "Is this blatant robbery?"

The old drunkard nodded: "Yes."

Zhao Ritian laughed heartily: "The Five Old Men never leave empty-handed, have you never heard of that?"

The old drunkard said, "Speak, tell me everything you know about Qiu Baihen."

The old dean sneered: "Do you think I'm the kind of man who would be easily humiliated?"

The drunkard nodded: "Go to hell, smash him."

He then instructed, "You two hold him down, pinch his nose and mouth so he can't breathe. Let go as soon as Zhao Ritian releases him. Ritian, take off your pants."

Zhao Ritian was stunned: "Huh?!"

"I'm telling you to take your pants off."

"I……"

"What? You don't want to work for me?"

"no……"

Zhao Ritian was in a difficult position.

Lu Chengwen said, "We've reached your area of ​​expertise, what are you hesitating for?"

“Exactly,” Long Aotian added, “Your pants will affect your performance; they’re like Old Deng’s protective gear. Why are you worrying about him? Take them off!”

Zhao Ritian was furious: "You guys don't know what's going on!"

"What's going on?!" the three of them asked in unison.

“I…” Zhao Ritian said, “I’m afraid I’ll pull too hard and pull it out.”

The three were overjoyed: "That's even better!"

Long Aotian excitedly pointed at the old dean and shouted, "Make him eat shit! Make him eat shit! Hahahaha!"

Lu Chengwen looked at Long Aotian and said, "Senior Brother, you've gone mad."

Long Aotian roared, "I'm happy to!"

The drunkard said, "Zhao Ritian, if you do well, I will teach you a set of boxing techniques that are extremely powerful."

"it is good!"

Zhao Ritian stood atop the Grand Elder's head and began to take the belt. Long Aotian and Lu Chengwen held the Grand Elder down.

The Grand Elder panicked: "What are you doing?! What are you doing?! Let go! Let go of me! Why are you untying your belt?!"

Lu Chengwen urged, "Hurry up, let's finish this quickly, it's a test for both of us!"

Long Aotian instructed, "Aim carefully, don't get it on my hands."

The Grand Elder was utterly terrified: "Alright, alright! I'll talk! I'll talk!"

The drunkard yanked Zhao Ritian away: "Speak."

The elder, panting heavily, shook his head: "I... have lived most of my life in this martial world... and I've never seen anyone like you..."

Lu Chengwen: "Hey! You finally met me today!"

The Grand Elder was furious!

You can kill me or torture me, I won't say a word.

The "sex scandal" is...it's disgusting.

too disgusting.

If they succeed this time, my reputation will be ruined.

Even in death, he will be ridiculed by the martial arts world.

The Grand Elder said:

"I only found out he was still alive six months ago."

"When he suddenly found me, it startled me. I knew he had a group of 'cabinets,' each of whom was highly skilled. But strangely, these people had almost never been in the martial arts world. So I deduced that his plan had been secretly underway for at least thirty years."

"Ha, thirty years... For us, it's been a long time. But for him, it's just a period of time. Just look at his face and body, and you'll know that no one can beat him now."

The old drunkard didn't speak, he just stared at him.

The elder lowered his head.

"I wanted to test his skills, so I exchanged a few moves with him. Just a few moves."

The elder raised his head: "After a few moves, I realized that no one can beat him in a one-on-one fight. Can you imagine someone like us who has cultivated for a lifetime possessing the physical strength, internal organs, endurance, and explosive power of a twenty or thirty-year-old?"

"When we fight young people, we rely on our inner strength, experience, and skills. No matter how talented a young person is, we can take them down in one move."

"But he... can still go toe-to-toe with young people in terms of strength. Right now, even a fifty or sixty-year-old young man, he's not afraid!"

Zhao Ritian interjected: "A young man in his fifties or sixties!?"

The old drunkard looked at him and said, "Why do you talk so much? We're all in our eighties and nineties. People in their fifties and sixties are just kids. Go away!"

"Oh."

The old dean said, "After a few moves, he stopped so as not to embarrass me."

The drunkard asked, "He's not going to kill you, but to get you to do something. By showing you his skills, he's telling you that times are changing."

"That's it."

What does he want you to do?

The old dean laughed: "Can't you guess?"

The old drunkard lowered his brows.

The old dean angrily retorted, "You should have guessed it, shouldn't you!?"

Everyone looked at the drunkard.

The old dean gritted his teeth: "What he asked me to do is exactly what you asked me to do back then!"