Once the "god" is obviously stronger than the opponent, you can use the "god" to suppress the opponent.

Spirit, energy and spirit are one,

Once the "gods" are suppressed, the physical body, Qi and blood, etc., will be affected to some extent.

"Peng".

Tan Qianyang's energy and blood flowed out of his body and hit the snitch hard, knocking him to the ground.

"puff".

The snitch spit out a mouthful of bright red blood and tried to struggle, but Tan Qianyang was already in front of him.

A sharp long knife, just slap it hard.

"No, I have something to say..."

The snitch's eyes widened, and he felt the breath of death.

But, he really doesn't want to die!

But Tan Qianyang didn't even let him say a word.

Will he still survive after this blow?

"My life is at an end!"

The snitch only felt the blade of the knife slap him hard on the head.

"Peng".

The snitch lost consciousness instantly and fainted.

"call......"

Tan Qianyang breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the snitch did not use incense or poison.

Probably because this is a street, everywhere is empty, and there is no use in incense.

Looking at the snitch lying on the ground, Tan Qianyang looked a little strange.

Seems to be going well?

Moreover, this time against the Snitch, Tan Qianyang felt that the Snitch seemed a little too weak.

He still had many defenses and back-ups, but they were not used.

As a result, the snitch was knocked unconscious and captured alive.

"Well, let's carry it over first and then interrogate him properly."

It is not convenient for interrogation on the street.

Tan Qianyang directly carried the snitch on his shoulders and quickly disappeared into the night.

...

The snitch had a dream.

In the dream, he seemed to have been beaten.

An evil man held a big knife and hit him hard with the blade and back, leaving him covered in bruises and pain.

Then, the evil man grew countless hands and started groping his body.

After touching it again and again, the snitch opened his eyes in confusion.

"ah......"

"what are you doing?"

The snitch opened his eyes wide and looked extremely frightened.

There is even a feeling of "sadness and anger".

At this moment, Tan Qianyang's hands were groping in Snitch's arms.

Seeing that the snitch was awake, Tan Qianyang withdrew his hand and said calmly: "Of course I want to see if you have any incense or poison on you."

The snitch saw that some of his belongings had been found and placed on the table.

The snitch breathed a sigh of relief, that nightmare was too terrible.

However, he does feel pain all over his body now, obviously he was injured by Tan Qianyang.

Tan Qianyang pulled off the snitch's face towel.

Underneath the scarf, there was an unfamiliar face.

"Wait a minute, it seems different from the person I saw that day."

"Aren't you the thief from Jin Yutang that day?"

Tan Qianyang frowned.

But the snitch didn't speak, just stared at him coldly.

Tan Qianyang saw the snitch's dull expression, and an idea flashed in his mind.

"Yes, could it be a mask?"

"It is rumored that someone is good at making a mask that is as light as thin wings, just like human skin."

"The only drawback is that it's difficult to express rich expressions."

"Let me see, are you wearing a mask?"

Tan Qianyang looked around, but there was no clear water.

He didn't bother to go find some water, so he just said "poof", wiped a sip of saliva on his hands, rubbed them for a while, and then stretched it towards the snitch's face.

The snitch felt a chill in his heart, and his eyes showed a hint of "fear".

"Wait, don't move, I'll do it myself!"

The snitch quickly rubbed his face with his hands.
Chapter completed!