On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

Although Lin Zhen did not know much about the assassins of this era, he had watched a lot of movies and TV series in later generations, and was familiar with them. He knew that when a killer was exposed, he would bite the poison hidden in his teeth just to keep the secret.

The reason he didn't take such ruthless action before was that he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart and wanted to bring Zhang Li back to complete the mission.

After all, if you want to stand out in any industry, you have to speak with performance...

In the dim and damp cell, the sound of teeth cracking was sudden and terrifying, like a sigh from the underworld, making people shudder and their scalps tingle.

Zhang Dabiao flashed and came close. He used two fingers that had just finished practicing iron sand palm to reach in and dig for a long time. The assassin rolled his eyes and retched, but he didn't get anything out. Instead, he made a mess of soup and water, which was very disgusting.

Lin Zhen was furious upon seeing this, his cheeks flushed red, and he cursed in frustration, "A man of seven feet tall, and you can't even pick something up? How disgraceful!"

Zhang Dabiao retracted his fingers and rubbed them on his training clothes. The action was so disgusting that he said awkwardly, "I'm sorry, my lord. I really don't have any experience."

"Go back to Yanlai Tower and practice hard, you loser! I'll do it!" Lin Zhen snorted coldly, his tone full of disdain. Then he suddenly reached out, his fingertips deftly digging into the assassin's clenched teeth. In just a moment, he had extracted a small pill from between the assassin's teeth.

He is indeed a disciple of the One Finger Divine Skill, and his reputation is well-deserved.

Zhang Dabiao's eyes were fixed on the pill in Lin Zhen's hand. His pupils suddenly dilated and he exclaimed, "It's the Bliss Pill! Prince, he is indeed a man of the Heavenly Dao."

Lin Zhen raised his eyebrows slightly: "Hasn't he already admitted that he is a person of the Heavenly Dao?"

Zhang Dabiao looked solemn and said in a deep voice.

"Your Highness, you may not know this, but there are numerous assassin organizations in the Jianghu, and they're constantly at odds with each other. There have even been several horrific fights between them, all aimed at winning business. Whoever wins gets the job, and there are reportedly heavy casualties. For years, Tiandao has been taking on assassination jobs, and their reputation is excellent. But this time, they've gone all out and are planning to kidnap Boss Zhang. That's why I became suspicious of his identity. Now it seems he's undoubtedly a member of Tiandao. But, when did Tiandao stoop so low as to engage in such dirty work?"

After saying this, he glared at the assassin, pointed at him, and said sternly, "Tell me! Who is the employer behind this? Why did you kidnap Boss Zhang?"

"Hahahaha!"

Upon hearing this, the assassin actually laughed wildly towards the sky, but his mouth was full of blood, and every time he laughed, he would spit out a mouthful of blood foam. In this dark and cold dungeon, he looked particularly eerie and terrifying.

Retracting his smile, a ferocious look appeared on the assassin's face. His gaze pierced Lin Zhen like a knife. In a voice almost blurred by blood, he said vaguely and gloomily, "Lin Zhen, right? Prince of the palace, hehe... If you mess with us, Tiandao, you will die without a burial place sooner or later!"

Seeing this, Zhang Dabiao could no longer suppress his inner rage. He suddenly stepped forward and stomped hard on the assassin's face, deforming it completely. He also spat a mouthful of thick phlegm at him: "He~tui~! You don't know how to live or die, and you dare to speak such arrogant words! Do you believe that your grandfather will make you so happy that even your mother won't recognize you!"

The assassin glared in response, his expression unchanged.

But Lin Zhen's face turned green! !

I saw that his hand, which was holding the assassin's cheek, was stepped on by the idiot Zhang Dabiao, and there was a mouthful of thick phlegm on the back of his hand!

I fucking...

"You TM stepped on me!!" Lin Zhen gritted his teeth, his eyes wide open, and yelled at Zhang Dabiao fiercely.

Zhang Dabiao was startled and quickly retracted his foot.

"Oh, Prince! Prince, I'm so sorry, I was blind and didn't see it!"

"Leave two of you here to tie this assassin to the stake. The rest of you, get out! Damn it! You're not helping at all and are just causing more trouble! Get on the ground!"

Lin Zhen rubbed his fingers, his whole body shaking with pain, but he couldn't punish Zhang Dabiao. These iron-blooded men were always straightforward, simple-minded, strong-limbed, and relied entirely on brute force.

He rubbed the back of his hand hard on Zhang Dabiao.

It doesn't itch if there are too many lice. There is the assassin's saliva on the training clothes anyway, so a mouthful of spit doesn't matter.

Two soldiers from the Huben Camp tied the assassin to a thick wooden stake. To be on the safe side, Lin Zhen specifically ordered that he be tied with rubber bands so that even if he had the legendary bone-shrinking skill, he would not be able to break free.

When dealing with this group of desperate criminals, any slight negligence may lead to unpredictable consequences. Lin Zhen will certainly not put himself in danger easily.

Leaving Zhang Dabiao and another Tiger Guard Battalion soldier on guard, Lin Zhen slowly walked up to the assassin, his eyes as calm as water, and opened his mouth calmly: "What's your name?"

The assassin was so arrogant that he even wanted to spit in Lin Zhen's face.

But there was a stone in his mouth, and he couldn't spit it out. He could only smile vaguely and said, "Oh, your grandfather will never change his name or surname! One of the Twelve Celestial Immortals, under the seat of the Thunder Shadow Fairy, is the bald farmer Feng Qiang!"

"Baldy farmer..." Lin Zhen muttered softly, then chuckled: "Your nickname is quite interesting. Come on, tell me, what are the Twelve Immortals?"

Lin Zhen sat there like a child listening to a story on a small stool. Zhang Dabiao interrupted with a chuckle, "Sir, I know the names of these twelve immortals. They are the twelve most elite assassins within the Tiandao Organization. Even the Tiandao Sect Master was chosen from among them."

"Is it very powerful?" Lin Zhen's tone was a little playful.

"Uh..." Zhang Dabiao hesitated for a moment. "How should I put it? If we fight alone, I'm no match for them. But on the battlefield, relying on formations and tactics, I can defeat ten of them!"

Lin Zhen's tone became even more curious: "So it's really amazing?"

Zhang Dabiao's expression became solemn, and he nodded slowly: "They are indeed very powerful, especially the sect leader Fairy Qingxia, who is cold and ruthless and has killed people without hesitation. If you want to ask her to move your majesty, you will have to pay at least 5,000 taels of gold."

When talking about the way of heaven, Lin Zhen's thoughts involuntarily drifted to the girl Qingzhu.

I haven't seen her for several days and there's no news from her. I don't know how she's doing now, and I can't help but feel a little worried.

He frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised his eyes and fixed them on Feng Qiang: "Tell me, who asked you to kidnap Zhang Li? Tell me, and I'll give you a quick death."

"Hahahaha! As the prince of the royal palace, you actually know nothing about us people of Tiandao? If you want to torture me, just torture me directly. Do you think grandpa is afraid of you?" Feng Qiang remained calm, with a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth. He even lowered his voice and said with a bit of joking.

"Since you haven't grown hair yet, I'll teach you a trick! Go find some mustard, mash it up, and soak it in vinegar."

Lin Zhen was stunned: "What for?"

"Torture lesson number one! Get ready, just pour it in through your eyes! It's the most fucking awesome!"