solarly

Soon, Wendre three people were brought to the third floor near a room, this room is close to the stairway, once there is something then the action is very convenient, and it happens to be a rest area, relatively quiet, here the interrogation could not be better.

Boom boom boom!

Wendre was casually thrown to the floor by Wendell, falling he muffled a sound, his face was white, obviously not too good.

The other two reformers, too, were thrown to the floor by two warriors who had learned from them, and their faces were equally ugly.

In fact, with their modified body condition, not to mention the ground, even if they fell from several floors, there will not be too much problem, and maybe even smashed the ground to a big hole.

What really makes them suffer is the bio-current that Wendell punched into their bodies!

With Wendell's current cultivation, the bio-current can definitely be said to be incomparably strong, into their bodies, they began to rampage, wreaking havoc on their bodies.

That kind of pain is what really hurts.

"Wendell, you, what do you want?" Wendre saw Wendell's stance and realized that the three of them were in a bit of a bad situation, he couldn't help but grit his teeth and ask.

"Say! Are you the real Little Bralwa?" Wendell asked in a deep voice.

"Heh! Do you think I will tell you?" Wendre gritted his teeth, although it was hard to speak, he was sneering, "If you think I'm the little male, then I am, if you think I'm not, then I'm not ……"

Snap!

A warrior kicked Wendre in the face, that huge force immediately kicked him rolled on the ground: "Be honest!"

But Wendell waved his hand and said indifferently: "You don't say, it's okay, I have ways to make you say, watch out!"

As he spoke, Wendell squatted in front of the strange male reformer and put one hand on the man's head.

"Well ……"

Suddenly, the man's body shook and his eyes steeply opened wide.

But soon, his stunned eyes, began to become somewhat dazed, and then, his eyes began to lax, and his pupils began to slowly spread, becoming unfocused ……

Wendell could not help but smile slightly, it seems that the Dynasty's breakthrough in human transformation technology is not too outrageous.

At least, these transformers are still afraid of bio-currents, and moreover, the neurotoXelas simulated with bio-currents still work on them, and the effect is not reduced at all.

This means that the dynasty is now afraid that it has only made some breakthroughs in terms of human transformation materials, and as for other aspects, at least for now, the progress should not be very big.

Barf!

The man's mouth opened, his face had no surface, and his eyes were filled with bewilderment, which is a sign of the neurotoXela taking effect.

When Wendre and the woman next to him saw the appearance of their companion, they were shocked.

What is going on here?

At this moment, Wendell, however, began the interrogation, he stared at the man and asked in a deep voice: "What is your name?"

"Faran Zhanxu."

"Age?"

"Thirty-two."

The man just answered two sentences, Wendre immediately stunned beyond measure, gritted his teeth and roared: "Faran Zanxu, are you crazy? Shut up!"

Wendell coldly swept him a glance and said in a cold voice: "You told him to shut up and he shut up? Better think about yourself, this method works on his body, use it on you, it is equally useful. As you can see, anyone who is subjected to this tactic will end up looking like this idiot for the rest of his life, whether to tell the truth, or to resist to the end, you make your own decision!"

After saying that, Wendell no longer even pay attention to Wendre, just continue to ask the man.

"What is your status in the dynasty?"

"Senior warrior."

"Who is your leader?"

"The leader ……" Faran Zanxu was confused and didn't know how to answer.

"That is, who is the person who commands you?" Wendell asked.

"It's the little grandson ……"

"Who is the little prince?" Wendell immediately asked.

Asked the key question!

Bretag YongzHuma also could not help but be refreshed, staring at this person with dead eyes, hoping to learn the real identity of the little prince from his mouth.

Wendre, on the other hand, was looking horrified, and he held back that painful feeling in his body, hissing and hissing: "Faran Zanxu, if you dare to talk nonsense, beware of the king's methods! Think of your family ……"

"Tell him to shut up!" Wendell's face sank.

"I'll let you make noise!"

Bretag Delvan sneered and kicked Wendre fiercely in the chin, kicking him violently rolling his eyes, unable to speak for a long time.

Wendell glanced at Wendre and said in a cold voice: "You don't need to rush, it will be your turn soon, and then you can't even speak like that. But now, if you dare to say another word nonsense …… hum!"

Wendre's body trembled violently, wanted to speak, but was kicked and could not say a word.

Wendell coldly glanced at Wendre, before turning around and continuing to ask Faran Zanxu, "Who is the little duke?"

"…… the son of the prince."

"What is the real identity of the little prince? What is his name?"

"I don't know."

Don't know?

Wendell's brow immediately wrinkled, he believed that Faran Zhan Pemo must not have lied, because at this time, his consciousness was all Barotic, and only by relying on the guidance of outside words, he could answer according to his memory.

Now Faran Zanxu said that he did not know the real identity and name of the young grandson, obviously in his memory there is no such answer at all.

"It seems that this guy really doesn't know." Wendell said.

"Then immediately interrogate this woman!" Delvan immediately said.

"I think, it's better to interrogate Wendre directly, since this guy claims to be the young grandson, then he must have a very close relationship with the young grandson at any rate, interrogate him, save time!" Wendell said.

"Oh?"

Delvan nodded: "That's right. However, if you interrogate them, won't all these people become idiots? What if this person is really the little prince?"

Wendell laughed: "That's okay, you've seen my methods, although the interrogated people will eventually become idiots, but, if you want to know anything, ask directly, they can still answer, just no normal human consciousness, it's not a problem!"

Delvan thought about it and nodded: "That's right, it's good to turn them into idiots, to save them from playing any tricks, well, let's follow your way!"

Wendell laughed: "That's good!"

The two spoke, both saw the smile on each other's face, this tacit cooperation, just a look at each other can understand. This time the same is no exception.

And at this time, the Wendre next to them heard that they were going to turn themselves into idiots as well, and suddenly his eyes widened and a hissing hiss came out of his mouth, "Well! Woooo~~!"

As for the woman, by now, she was also already scared with a look of fear in her eyes.

Wendell coldly snorted: "It's useless for you to scream, as I told you before, it will be your turn soon."

Saying that, Wendell came to him and was about to apply the neurotoXela, but when he saw that Wendre's jaw was dislocated by the kick, he couldn't help but say, "Put his jaw back on!"

"Yes!"

A soldier immediately came over, hooked Wendre's neck with one hand, and dragged his jaw up violently with the other.

Hearing only a cackling sound, Wendre's jaw was put back on.

"Well ……"

Wendre muffled a sound, and then he found that he could speak, so he hissed and said, "Wendell, what the hell do you want?"

Wendell said, "I want to turn you into an idiot!"

Wendre was shocked: "What do you want to know, I'll tell you everything!"

Wendell sneered, "But I don't believe it!"

Saying that, Wendell slapped Wendre's head violently, snap!

Wendre also did not escape the fate of turning into an idiot, his eyes immediately became listless, his eyes were lax ……

"Well ……"

And at this time, the man next to him, but let out an unconscious moan, but gradually, in his face, but there is a normal look, the eyes also gradually become divine.

Seeing this situation, Delvan couldn't help but give a thumbs up to Wendell.

Wendell's judgment was really accurate, and they cooperated well.

But Wendell only smiled slightly, and then gave a sign to Delvan, who then immediately ordered to take the man and woman to another room.

In this room, only Wendre was left.

Wendell looked at Wendre's eyes and couldn't help but frown slightly, not yet completely lax, need to wait a little longer. It seems that the physique of this advanced reformer is indeed very strong.

In fact, Wendell knew from the beginning that there is a great difference between transformed people and ordinary people. Like Zed Yuesha and her cousin were normal people, so they became idiots after being injected with the neurotoXela simulated by Wendell with bio-current.

But the transformers are different, their physique is very strong, the neurotoXela into their bodies, the time to play a role is not too long, because after all, this is not real neurotoXela, but simulated with bio-current.

This is only about ten minutes, that male reformer has just started to turn awake.

This is also why Wendell deliberately sang with Delvan, and in front of Wendre, the male reformer made his eyes lax, as if he had really become an idiot.

This is done to create pressure on Wendre and create an extremely scary atmosphere.

Because the neurotoXela can play a role in how much, in fact, and the person's willpower and psychological quality has a certain relationship, if Wendre see that the male reformer can still wake up, he certainly will not be so panicked, so to the tacit agreement of the two reformers to take out.

Wendell also took all these senior reformers into his heart, and the next time he encountered such reformers like them, he had a number in his mind on how to deal with them.

Finally, Wendre's eyes were completely lax.

Wendell gestured to Delvan, and then began to interrogate.

"Wendre, are you the little Bralwa?"

"No."

Sure enough!

Wendell secretly said, he thought, those two reformers when talking to Wendre, the tone was not so respectful, moreover, all the previous things also indicated that this little grandson could be a fake, now it seems that his guess was really right.

Delvan, however, frowned steeply and wanted to speak again.

"Then how do you claim to be the young grandson?" Wendell asked again.

"It's the Little Prince's order."

"What exactly is the real identity of the Little Prince?"

"I don't know."

He didn't know either?

Delvan became a little anxious, could it be that tonight's operation would be a failure?

He just wanted to speak, but he was stopped by Wendell with a wave of his hand, and Wendell asked again, "Then, what about the real identity of the young lord?"