Mo Zizai's actions of receiving the poisonous dart with his bare hands shocked Chang Wei. He looked at Mo Zizai in disbelief.

"You...are you not good at martial arts?"

"I am born with divine power!"

Mo Zizai almost subconsciously said this sentence. As early as when he saw the name Chang Wei, this sentence appeared in his mind. Now he finally pretended to be able to do it and suddenly felt physically and mentally happy.

What is this called? This is called robbing Chang Wei's lines, leaving Chang Wei speechless.

Chang Wei obviously didn't understand this joke. He looked at Mo Zizai with a blank look on his face. At such a close distance, he stopped him with such a fast speed. Is this explained by his natural divine power? He is fooling a fool!

Chang Wei, who felt that his IQ was insulted, started from his heart and reached out to touch it in his arms.

"snort!"

Seeing that Chang Wei was still planning to touch the hidden weapon, Zhou Qi snorted coldly and drew his sword and rose up. A cold light passed by, and Chang Wei's arm suddenly broke with his elbow.

“Ah~”

Chang Wei screamed in pain when his arm was cut off, but he didn't care about the injury of his arm at all, and directly pulled up his broken right arm and smashed it towards Mo Zizai.

"court death!"

Seeing that Chang Wei dared to throw his arm away from Mo Zizai, Jia Fu, who had just reacted, became furious. He directly blocked Mo Zizai's face and stopped his arm that was regarded as a hidden weapon by Chang Wei.

Then he suddenly bullied himself, approached Chang Wei's body, and reached out to grab his intact arm.

"Crack, Crack..."

With the sound of scammering bone cracks, all the joints on Chang Wei's arm were pinched by Jia Fu. After doing all this, Jia Fu did not stop, but reached out and pinched Chang Wei's chin.

"Crack~"

With a crisp sound, Jia Fu directly pulled Chang Wei's chin and dislocated it. In this way, it was unlikely that Chang Wei would commit suicide.

"Shopkeeper Chang, I want to kill you. It's understandable that you want to kill me, but I have something unknown."

Mo Zizai looked at Chang Wei who was suppressed and asked in confusion: "Do you just ignore your family if you do this?"

"Ho ho~"

Chang Wei, whose chin was removed, gasped and replied with difficulty: "Why should I worry about my family?"

"I am different from the two of them who rely on Zu Yin. I can become one of the largest grain store owners in the capital, and it depends entirely on myself."

"My wealth and my business are all made by me with one punch and one kick!"

"Oh, I understand."

After hearing Chang Wei say this, Mo Zizai didn't have to wait for him to understand, "Start from scratch, there are countless enemies, right?"

"No...yes."

Chang Wei tried his best to stop the saliva from the corner of his mouth, but because his chin was removed by Jia Fu, no matter how hard he tried, he would be useless. He simply stopped caring about it. Instead, he looked at Mo Zizai with a cruel expression and said, "For the current foundation, I have made countless enemies. If I die, even if you let my family go, they will not be able to survive."

"Since it's all dead, why don't I dare to kill you? If I can bring a prince with me to die, then it's worth it even if I die, haha~"

"Click~"

When he heard that Chang Wei was still dared to speak loudly at this time, Jia Fu mercilessly broke Chang Wei's intact palm. After Chang Wei screamed, Jia Fu's sinister voice sounded in Chang Wei's ears.

"It's the same to die, but the way of death may not be the same."

"If you dare to touch the prince, our family will let you know what life is worse than death!"

After saying that, Jia Fu asked Mo Zizai for advice: "Prince, give him to the old slave. The old slave will make him regret coming to this world."

"Haha, old castrated dog, just because you want me to live a life worse than death."

Chang Wei laughed wildly. If his chin had not been removed, he would have spitted on Jia Fu's face now, "Grandpa, I have been a bandit since I was a child, and I crawled out of the dead people almost every day. If you can make me scream in pain, I will call you, an old eunuch, grandpa!"

Looking at Chang Wei's crazy expression, Mo Zizai shook his head slightly. Without deep hatred, he generally does not like to torture people meaninglessly because it has no meaning. After all, he is not a psychopath.

But Chang Wei was obviously a little different. He observed Chang Wei quietly for a while, and then said, "You can give him to you, but don't let him die easily."

"A martial artist in Qihai Realm can have channels to sell food to Weiguo, and can use his broken hands as a hidden weapon without changing his face. This is not something that ordinary bandits can do."

After hearing what Mo Zizai said, Jia Fu's heart moved slightly, "Prince, do you mean, he is a spy from the Wei Kingdom?"

Chang Wei's pale face was tense due to the injury, and he did not show any abnormality, as if he had not heard Mo Zizai and Jia Fu's comments at all.

Mo Zizai looked at Chang Wei's unchanged expression and couldn't help but chuckled. At this time, without an attitude is the best attitude, so he nodded and said, "It's almost impossible to tell anything, but judging from his attitude, it's probably difficult for you to ask."

"this……"

After hearing Mo Zizai say this, Jia Fu couldn't help but feel a little troubled. Originally, he meant to torture Chang Wei to death, but now he has to question if he has any questions, which is beyond his business scope.

After all, the martial artists in this world are already very determined. If they have undergone special training, if they don’t care about their family members and don’t care about them at all, even professional interrogators will find it difficult to ask anything, let alone amateur.

Seeing that Jia Fu was a little embarrassed, Mo Zizai comforted him, "It's okay, ask if you can ask, forget if you can't ask."

"As for his tribe members."

Speaking of this, Mo Zizai looked at Chang Wei's face with his light and said, "Since he has enemies everywhere, don't let his tribe suffer any more. When nothing can be found, just behead him and his tribe."

Hearing Mo Zizai's words, Chang Wei's eyebrows pounded violently, but his face was still tense and he said nothing.

"hehe."

Seeing this scene, Mo Zizai smiled, "It seems that you are not a tribe member who doesn't care about your entire family."

"I had expected what happened today. If the prince wants to kill, he will kill him, and there is no need to say much."

Chang Wei's face was extremely calm. Although he admitted his identity as a spy in disguise, he did not give in at all. "No matter what you do, I will not say anything."

"I don't need you to say anything, I just need to answer one question from me."

Mo Zizai looked at Chang Wei and asked faintly: "As long as you tell me who sent me, I will let your family go and escort them out of the capital. As for whether to die or live after leaving the capital, it depends on their own luck."

"What do you think?"

Hearing such relaxed conditions, Chang Wei's silent face was slightly moved, but he didn't know if he could believe Mo Zizai, so he hesitated for a moment and asked, "Your Majesty is serious?"

"certainly."

Mo Zizai nodded and said, "I just want to know who is thinking about my Great Zhou so much. As for other things, if I have Yuzhishi go to investigate, I don't care much."

Chang Wei closed his eyes and thought for a while, and finally showed a miserable smile. Forget it, the general is dead, what else can I say?

After thinking it through, Chang Wei opened his eyes and said a name proudly in his tone.
Chapter completed!