Chapter 1430 Interrogation

The army was defeated like a mountain.

The scene collapsed in an instant, and everything collapsed in one hand!

Ten minutes passed, and the effect of the Heavenly Secret Star Disciple's magical skill [Control War] gradually receded.

Fang Fan took a deep breath, his eyes twinkling brightly.

The thoughts at this moment are churning in my mind, and everything is happening in an instant!

"Those with human blood on their hands will be killed!"

"Don't let one go!"

"Belles, Luo Hu, listen to the order!"

"Subordinates are here!"

"Lead the Law Heavy Machine Gun Corps and the Blood Shura Corps to guard me at the entrance of the plane passage! From now on, no one is allowed to enter or leave without my order!"

Fang Fan narrowed his eyes, full of murderous intent!

Whoever deserves to be killed must be killed!

The human race is in trouble, and all the executioners will be slaughtered!

This is Fang Fan's will! It is the will of the entire human race!

"Don't kill me...don't kill me...I surrender! I surrender!"

"I'll give you star cores, many, many star cores..."

"The planes under my control are given to you... all are given to you..."

"Let me go... please let me go... I don't want to die! I really don't want to die!"

"I don't have blood on my hands! Yes! I have never killed a human race. All the plans are arranged by Beilin. It has nothing to do with me. All actions here are to follow his orders..."

"Please, let me go!"

Haoyun, the son of the pavilion master of Haotian Pavilion, was running around in pursuit and killing. He wanted to escape, but the siege was too great, and he had no chance to escape at all.

Therefore, he chose to seek life in reverse!

Rather than being beheaded in the process of fleeing, it would be better to take the initiative to confess, and perhaps save a life. Such thoughts gradually took shape in his heart, and Haoyun no longer hesitated and rushed towards Fang Fan's position.

Is this a self-inflicted trap?

"Boss, I killed him with my own hands!"

Zhou Kaitian held a machete with a murderous look on his face.

Fang Fan lowered his head slightly, then waved his hand.

"Wait, he still has a little value."

"Tell me, where have the survivors of our Terran been transported? And... how to get them back?"

Fang Fan looked at Haoyun with indifferent eyes, as if he was looking at a dead man.

"This...this...I don't know about this..."

Haoyun trembled, thought for a while, and then said with a bitter expression on his face.

"Then how many survivors of our human race have been kidnapped?"

Fang Fan's face sank, and he continued to ask.

"This...I don't know either..."

Feeling Fang Fan's eyes that were about to bite people, Hao Yun shrank his neck silently, the fear on his face was unreal, and he also wanted to cooperate well, ready to respond to a wave of slogans of frankness and leniency, resistance and strictness. .

But he searched and scraped his stomach and never thought of anything...

"How...how did you discover the Human Race plane! If no one tipped off the news, you wouldn't have traveled thousands of miles to the Luminous Sun Galaxy, right?"

Fang Fan directly picked up Haoyun, his fingers exerted a little force, and then he could hear Haoyun's neck meridians stretching little by little...

"This, you don't know either?"

"I don't need trash!"

"I don't have the patience to dig up the secrets of a waste."

Fang Fan's indifferent gaze glanced at the past, and his cold and stagnant posture was indifferent to the extreme.

"This... this I really know..."

"It's a faction of your Luminous Galaxy, who wants to curry favor with our Haotian Pavilion, and wants to be promoted to a sixth-rank force..."

"I don't know what the specific forces are..."