"Brother Yun!" the British Railway howled.

"Oops...... I accidentally shot too hard......" At this time, the jailer said in great embarrassment, "I don't know if I'm dead." If you die, it's going to be a bit of a problem. ”

As he spoke, he stepped forward to probe and shook his head suddenly.

Seeing him like this, British Iron was even more furious: "If Brother Yun has three strengths and two shortcomings, I won't spare you as a ghost!"

"Not dead yet. However, it looks like it's coming soon. Let me give him a few more whips and see if he wakes up. The jailer laughed.

Hearing this, British Railway was furious and said, "Don't!"

"Oh, then, do you want to say the answer I want to hear?" said the jailer with a smile.

"......" British Railway fell silent at this time.

"I didn't even say it when I got to this point...... It seems that you, a good brother, can't compare to your own immortality. The jailer laughed.

"......" British Iron heard this, the muscles of his cheeks twitched, and cold sweat continued to seep out of his body.

With this kind of appearance, even a fool can see how entangled his heart is at this moment.

Just as the jailer was secretly looking forward to it, British Iron suddenly let out a long sigh and slowly closed his eyes.

This is a complete abandonment of the person who is being tortured and interrogated......

Seeing this, the jailer's face finally showed a different expression for the first time since Li Hao saw it, except for the hideous!

Incredible, unbelievable expressions at that time!

Obviously. With his knowledge of British Rail. This kind of expression of the British Railway was completely unexpected by him. But it made him suddenly feel that his understanding of British Rail was wrong.

"You really ignore him?!" he said lightly, prompted by this incredible feeling.

"I don't know what an immortal template is. British Iron gritted his teeth and said this.

Every word in this sentence came out, and a wave of cold sweat broke out in his mouth.

By the time he finished saying this, his whole body was completely soaked.

"It seems that it has failed......" At this time, a cold and piercing voice suddenly came to everyone in this torture room. Including in the ears of Li Hao and others.

Li Hao had never heard this voice, but it was completely unfamiliar to his ears. Moreover, it did not come from the jailer's mouth, nor from the mouth of the unconscious, tortured man, nor from the mouth of the British Railway!

In fact, even when this voice sounded, Li Hao couldn't find out where the sound came from!

It felt like the voice was here out of thin air, in the ears of all of them.

"What person?!" Li Hao's heart flashed with indescribable horror at this moment.

Even if it has the power of the face of creation. He couldn't even feel that anyone else was there! How powerful should the person who spoke be?!

Hearing this, British Railways suddenly opened its eyes. There was unspeakable hatred in his eyes: "Xiongbiao!"

"This is Xiongbiao?!" Li Hao's eyes revealed an unbelievable look at this moment.

"What are you still pretending to be dead there?" At this time, the man who seemed to be a majestic man did not answer British Rail's words, but shouted softly.

With this soft drink, the body of the "Brother Yun" who had passed out on the shelf shook, and suddenly opened his eyes.

"Brother Yun...... You?!" British Iron looked at the scene in front of him, and suddenly couldn't react.

However, after all, he was an extremely fast and strict thinker, but he quickly thought of what the reason was, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out!

"Dad!" At this time, Yingwei, who had turned into a state of smoke, exclaimed, and was about to struggle out of this state of smoke and rush towards British Rail!

In fact, although it is in a state of smoke, it is not really completely decomposed into tiny smoke and tiny fragments, but it seems to exist in another form in the void. From another point of view, he turned into smoke with the Qi Transformation Sky Technique, but he was still a complete flesh and blood body.

Therefore, at this time, Li Hao, who had long expected that she would make a move, held her down in an instant, directly disintegrating her actions.

"Let go of me! I'm going to save my father!" Ying Wei struggled hard, and the fist began to swing and keep sending at Li Hao! Just because his hands and feet were relatively short, he couldn't hit Li Hao, which looked quite funny......

"Didn't you hear Xiongbiao here?!" Li Hao snorted softly.

It's just that at this time, his light drink has no effect at all.

Seeing his father vomiting blood in front of him is a feeling that is hard to imagine for those who have not experienced it. At this time, this Yingwei is almost completely crazy, where can he calm down?!

Seeing that she was still indomitable, without any stopping at all, Li Hao sighed and raised his hand to cut it with a palm.

Rounding an extremely delicate arc, it hit her directly in the back of the neck.

With the stroke in the back of the neck, as soon as all the movements of Ying Wei stopped, the whole body fell softly.

"Protect her. Li Hao threw her into Stork Hong's arms and said in his mouth.

Stork Hong took it and nodded in response.

At this moment, countless fine and dense talismans appeared on the ground.

After these talismans emerged, they began to quickly gather towards the center of the torture room, and they continued to pile up, and after a while, they had already turned into three-dimensional shapes, forming a figure about three meters tall.

Of course, after all, it is densely packed with many talismans, so although the body outline of this figure is quite obvious, its face is still blurry, and it is impossible to see what kind of face it is.

"Clone template ......" Ying Tie looked at the figure composed of the talisman, ignoring his own blood, and his eyes actually began to glow.

"Sure enough, it's a Fu idiot. At this time, a cold and piercing sigh came from the figure composed of the talisman.

"I didn't expect that such a precious doppelganger template would actually appear in the hands of a bully in this small city, it's really eyeless!"

In this sigh, there is resentment, unwillingness, and an indescribable regret.

As a master refiner, British Iron had a strong interest in all kinds of templates, and now it was self-evident how complicated it was to see the template of his dreams appear in the hands of his enemies. (To be continued......)