Saint Eyes: The Magic Doctor

Wu Lai curled his lips. At least this guy would still thank him. But didn't this guy know that the price of saving someone was very expensive? He wouldn't leave a single cent behind. If he were to be caught next time... Not only would he teach him a good lesson, he would also collect treatment fees as well as high interest!    

Very quickly, the entire villa was searched thoroughly. Not a single thing related to the Moon God Church was left behind, not a single personal item was left behind. It was as if there was no one in the villa before this.    

Regarding this, Zhuge Yan's expression was a little awkward.    

"It's fine, Mr. Zhuge. I knew it would be like this. They won't be able to wait here obediently for us to bring them back." Wu Lai shook his head and waved his hand, signaling for them to return.    

When they returned to the hotel, Zhuge Yan was still a little worried and disappointed.    

"Mr. Zhuge, don't worry too much. Since the Moonfang has been controlled... We have a lot of time to get the information we need from the Moonfang." Wu Lai narrowed his eyes. Sheng Ziling's crying look flashed across his mind. "I can't wait to go back. I really want to know. Why did he attack Sheng Ziling's parents? Why did he attack the people who are also in charge of Moon God Church? "    

However, when he thought about how that guy did not show any mercy to his followers and even acted as if it was only natural, he probably only got those few answers.    

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Loong Qingshan looked at Moonfang, who was tied up and looked dispirited, and said faintly, "Moonfang, I didn't think that you would also be in this interrogation room."    

The crescent-shaped crescent's hair was in a mess. The originally smooth and tidy silver threads were now scattered. It was extremely sloppy, and he lowered his head. He kept muttering: " No... I can't do this... I can't..."    

No matter who it was, they could not link this old man, who had lost his soul and had difficulty even standing up, to the crescent moon.    

Loong Qingshan had been very careful before, but after carefully observing it, he found that the crescent moon's cultivation had been crippled.    

The crescent moon's dantian was in a mess. All the meridians in its body were blocked, and the tendons in its hands and legs were broken. Not to mention resisting, even trying to be a normal person was very difficult.    

Looking at the Moonfang that had been muttering to itself, Loong Qingshan's eyes flashed with a hint of a hero who was dying. But soon, he put away the look of regret. He pulled the crescent moon's hair with one hand and forced him to raise his head. Looking at him, he said, "Crescent moon, I'm asking you a question. If you don't want to suffer any more physical pain... I suggest you answer obediently. "    

Hearing his words, Moonfang stopped his meaningless mumbling and looked at Loong Qingshan.    

At this moment, the crescent moon's originally handsome face had disappeared and was replaced by an old face that had lost its youthful aura. Like Bu Mian, its face was like that of an old man in his 70s or 80s. It was full of wrinkles, and its skin did not have the slightest elasticity.    

Not only that, his eyes, which were originally filled with disdain, were now completely yellow. There wasn't even a trace of life in his eyes, and there wasn't even a focal point.