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"Huocha~~Zizi~~Crackle~~Boom~~"

"Ahhhh!!!!"

There was a burst of lightning and thunder followed by bursts of screams, and the room suddenly became as bright as day and then returned to silence. Zhang Yiyan showed no mercy, and electrocuted several people, causing them to twitch all over, their muscles to spasm, and their souls to fly away, and their weapons fell to the ground.

"Swish~~~Swish~" Yan Junge crossed his arms, raised his eyebrows, grinned, and whistled, "Oh my god, the equipment exploded!"

"What did I say? You must regret it!" Yan Junge counted the weapons on the ground. There were three-edged spikes, short knives, steel needles, steel balls, and awl-like weapons. There were all kinds of things, and he laughed at them. "With so many weapons, you must have done a lot of bad things!"

He raised his foot and kicked the yellow-toothed uncle who was closest to him, "You yelled so loudly just now, now you know how powerful I am!"

He grinned happily, his eyes sparkling as he looked at Zhang Yiyan, "Yanyan, how about we beat up these hooligans before taking them away?"

"As long as you are happy!" Zhang Yiyan nodded, his left index finger still carrying electricity, slowly calming down. Suddenly, he turned his palm upwards, and the rag doll in Zhao Deming's hand flew into his hand. He looked at it carefully, and then smelled it. There was a ghost smell, very strong, but not the smell of a corpse.

His eyes swept over the people in the room, his brows slowly frowned, and then relaxed.

At this moment, Li Qian and Li Changsheng had been untied. They came over with some apology and embarrassment, "My male god, I am so useless..."

Li Changsheng lowered his head slightly and said, "Team Leader, I'm sorry, I..."

"No, I was discovered when I was filming the video. It's my fault..." Li Qian lowered her head even more.

Without giving the two people time to repent, Zhang Yiyan raised his hand to interrupt their apology and said, "Call and ask for support!"

"Ah...Oh, yes!"

Li Qian and Li Changsheng looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief, as long as their idol/team leader didn't blame them for messing up.

Of course Zhang Yiyan would not blame them. After all, he had already predicted that the two would be caught, and everything was under control.

Looking at Yan Junge who was tying someone up, and then at the two women still lying on the ground, Zhang Yiyan pursed his lips, obviously angry. He unbuttoned his coat with one hand, took off the clothes and covered the two people horizontally, then squatted down to check their physical condition.

Seeing this, Yan Junge slapped Zhao Deming in the face and said, "I told you to rape and harm people, you bastard, you are a shitty director!"

While cursing, he quickened his movements, swiftly tightening the knot to prevent the bastards from breaking free. When he stood up, he kicked again, then took two sets of clothes from someone else's clothes on the floor rack on the side and wrapped the two women on the ground.

"Yanyan, how are they?" As he said this, he took Zhang Yiyan's coat and held it in his hand. Yanyan would definitely not wear it since it covered the others, so he took it back for dry cleaning.

"He was drugged, and the effect of the drug has almost worn off, but..." Zhang Yiyan pursed his lips and took a quick glance, "He needs to be sent to the hospital for treatment."

As for how to solve the effect of the medicine,,,

The two men turned their gaze towards the five people who were tied up, their eyes darkening.

At this time, Li Qian found her cell phone, "Brother Yan, my idol, I recorded the whole process of their crime just now!"

"Not bad! There is progress, even though he was captured in the end!" Yan Junge took the phone and looked at it. Damn! He is really not a human. "Li Qian, check the surveillance and the computer to see if there are any other clues!"

"Yes..." Li Qian was fine with the first half of the sentence, but felt a little embarrassed with the latter part. "Hey, I promise to keep working hard and never fall behind again!"

As he said this, he pushed Li Changsheng, urging him to express his opinion quickly. The latter nodded and said, "Keep working hard in the future!"

"Changsheng, your face looks so pale. Don't check Li Qian's computer for now. Send him back first!" Yan Junge returned the phone to Li Qian. When he looked up, he saw Li Changsheng's pale face, which was covered with sweat.

"Okay, okay..." Li Qian hurried over to help him.

"The ambulance will be here soon, I'll check on you first!" Zhang Yiyan glanced at Li Changsheng and stretched out his hand to feel his pulse. The latter shook his head in embarrassment, "It's okay, team leader, no need to go to the hospital, I was just too nervous and sweated a little, just go back and rest!"

"Okay, you go first!"

"Thank you, Team Leader!" Li Changsheng nodded timidly, lowered his head and walked out.

Zhang Yiyan didn't hesitate, and turned to look at the people who were tied up. "Just watch, I have something to ask Zhao Deming!"

After saying that, he grabbed Zhao Deming by the back of his collar and dragged him downstairs. Then he threw him away casually, as if throwing away some garbage. He then wiped his hands with a tissue in disgust and asked, "What is your position in the Baishen Cult?"

"What Hundred Gods Religion? I don't know what you are talking about!" Zhao Deming's square face rubbed against the concrete floor and he twitched in pain.

Zhang Yiyan's expression was kind. He squatted in front of Zhao Deming, weighed the rag doll in his hand, and patted Zhao Deming on the face. However, his eyes were cold. "You may not know that I don't like to listen to nonsense! I don't like people lying to me, and I don't have any patience!"

"What is your position in the Hundred Gods Church? Where is the headquarters? Who made this doll?"

"..." Zhao Deming was ready to carry forward the spirit of a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water. He glanced at the soul-catching doll and turned his head away from him.

Play dead!

Zhang Yiyan was not annoyed by his look. He pinched the puppet's little hand and moved its little feet, as if he heard the child's scream.

He raised the corners of his lips slowly and continued, "There is a little ghost inside this puppet, and it is a little ghost fed by human blood. It is not accurate to say that this doll can capture souls. It should be called a devouring doll. Crush the puppet, and the little ghost will possess it and slowly devour the original soul."

Seeing Zhao Deming's body trembling obviously, his smile deepened, "And the people behind the scenes, cultivating little ghosts, controlling little ghosts, you have an extra puppet. People with strong wills are not easily possessed or cannibalized by their souls, so you brainwash them and destroy their wills."

"Locking souls and escaping monkeys is your strong point! Zhao Deming!"

A bead of sweat slowly slid down Zhao Deming's forehead, and his lips were trembling. "You, who are you?"

Zhang Yiyan was quite satisfied with his reaction. He took the puppet and squeezed it hard with his fingertips. He stopped just before it broke. He repeated this several times, which made Zhao Deming's heart beat faster.

She lowered her eyes to meet Zhao Deming's peeking gaze and smiled, "Tell me, is your will strong enough to resist the little ghost? One may be enough, but what about two?"

"What do you want to do? Don't mess around!" Zhao Deming finally panicked a little. This guy was not joking. He began to struggle desperately, but the red line on his body became tighter and tighter, and he was so tired that his flesh and bones ached.

Zhang Yiyan shook the puppet in front of his eyes, "It's just what you think. Oh~ I just received one, and with this one, there are exactly two."

He smiled, a little creepy, his deep pupils glowing faintly, "Zhao Deming, tell me, can you handle it?"

Thinking of something, his eyes lit up, "Oh, if two little ghosts are not enough, I have two big ghosts here, you will definitely like them!"