Knock!

Hearing Ye Fan's murderous words and thinking about the methods he used to Pan Jueming these days, Sun Jian was shocked and was so scared that he didn't dare to say anything.

Compared to Sun Jian, Director Wu was standing beside Ye Fan, and could clearly feel the terrifying murderous intent of Ye Fan's body, which scared him so much that he was frozen in place, not even dared to breathe.

Sun Jian's silence made Ye Fan more sure that Pan Jueming was tortured and forced to confess. He hung up the phone and said coldly: "Take me to see Jueming!"

“Yes…yes!”

Director Wu nodded repeatedly, like a chicken pecking at rice, and at the same time, he felt as if his feet weighed a thousand pounds and could not take the first step.

Seeing this, Ye Fan's face turned cold and walked out of the office first and towards the stairs. Based on his breath sensing, he judged that Pan Jueming was detained on the sixth floor.

Seeing Ye Fan leave, Director Wu suddenly came to his senses and chased Ye Fan out.

Two minutes later, Director Wu brought Ye Fan to the sixth floor in fear.

The entire floor of the sixth floor is full of interrogation rooms, and Pan Jueming is detained in the interrogation room on the eastmost point.

At the door of the interrogation room, two stern police officers stood there with straight bodies. When they saw Director Wu walking with Ye Fan, their faces changed slightly, and they saluted and said in panic: "Wu...Director Wu."

"Open the door." Director Wu said in a trembling voice: "You two retreat."

"Click—"

The heavy iron door opened, and the two sentenced police wanted to retreat as Director Wu said, and take steps out.

"Slow down!"

Ye Fan spoke coldly, and he knew very well. If Pan Jueming was tortured, Sun Jian would not have taken action himself. It was probably because of the two tortured policemen in front of him.

Um?

The two prisoners stopped in fear and looked at Director Wu in fear.

"Please... do what Comrade Ye Fan said."

Seeing that Ye Fan was leaving two criminal police, Director Wu was basically sure that Ye Fan would stand up for Pan Jueming, and his voice trembled even more.

Ignoring Director Wu and the two panicked and uneasy policemen, Ye Fan flashed and entered the interrogation room.

The next moment.

He stopped, stared at Pan Jueming as if he had been imposed on a detent technique.

Pan Jueming, who had come into his eyes, had messy hair like a pile of weeds, his face swollen, with clear finger marks on it, his lips were chapped, and blood stained. The blood had dried up and solidified.

As his eyes moved down, Ye Fan clearly saw that there were also bloodstains on Pan Jueming's clothes on his chest, some of which had dried up, and some had not yet solidified.

This shows that the blood was not something he vomited at once.

In addition, the traces of electric batons being beaten on Pan Jueming's clothes can be seen. His hands and feet were handcuffed to the tiger bench, and his wrists and ankles were red and swollen. Even if he opened the handcuffs, he could not remove the handcuffs.

Seeing Pan Jueming who was terrible, Ye Fan felt that his heart was pinched by a big hand, and suddenly felt ache. The pain made him unable to breathe!

Immediately, he flashed in front of Pan Jueming. He put his hands on Pan Jueming's shoulder and called softly: "Je...Jeming."

Without reaction, Pan Jueming did not move.

"Jeming!"

Ye Fan raised his voice and gently shook Pan Jueming's shoulder.

"If you have...you will kill me..."

Pan Jueming trembled slightly, but instead of looking up, he lowered his head and said weakly.

"Jeming, it's me!"

Ye Fan felt a pain in his heart when he heard this. As he spoke, his mind moved, and a force mixed with pure yang energy surged out of his palm and flowed into Pan Jueming's body.

The force entered the body, and the pure yang energy spread out everywhere, rushing to every corner of Pan Jueming's body, healing the injuries in Pan Jueming's body.

Pan Jueming only felt a warm current flowing through his body, the pain in his body was relieved, and his consciousness also recovered a little.

He woke up from his coma and raised his head in shock.

Um?!

When he saw Ye Fan's face, Pan Jueming's blood-covered eyes widened, and a shocked light burst out from his originally gray eyes!

Immediately.

He closed his eyes, shook his head vigorously, and opened his eyes again.

Under the light, he tried hard... to open his eyes to the maximum.

He tried to use this method to make himself see more clearly.

This time.

He saw clearly.

At this moment, what appeared in front of him was not the police officer who tortured him, but the person who made him bet on the future and swear to follow him to the death!

"Mr. Ye...Mr. Ye..."

He opened his chapped lips and spoke tremblingly. His voice was shriveled, but he could not hide the excitement.

After that excitement made him shout the three words "Mr. Ye", his mind was blank and he had no idea what to say next.

"I'm sorry, Jueming, I'm late."

Pan Jueming's call sounded in his ears. Thinking of Pan Jueming's lifeless appearance just now, the pain in Ye Fan's heart became more and more intense. He said with self-blame.

Pan Jueming shook his head excitedly, then shook his head...

He was answering Ye Fan in this silent way - as long as Ye Fan is fine, it doesn't matter how much he suffers!

"When I finish treating you, you can tell me what happened."

As he spoke, a force surged from Ye Fan's palm again, pouring into Pan Jueming's body, using the pure yang energy in the force to heal Pan Jueming's wounds.

Pan Jueming's internal injuries were not too serious. Under the nourishment of pure yang energy, it quickly recovered, and even the redness and swelling of hands and feet gradually subsided.

"call out!"

Seeing that Pan Jueming's injuries were about to recover, Ye Fan took back his hand, and his mind moved, and Xuanye's flying knife flew out.

"Clam!"

"Clam!"

"Clam!"

"Clam!"

Four crisp sounds sounded almost at the same time, and Pan Jueming's handcuffs and foot handcuffs were easily cut off by Xuanye's flying knife.

"Can you stand up?"

After doing all this, Ye Fan helped Pan Jueming and asked.

Pan Jueming nodded and stood up with Ye Fan's help, but because he had not eaten for many days and even rarely drank water, he seemed a little weak and could not stand steadily.

Seeing this, Ye Fan's heart was like a mirror. When his mind moved, a force of thought surged out of his eyebrows and acted on the mineral water bottle on the interrogation table.

"call!"

The mineral water bottle suddenly flew up and flew in front of Ye Fan.

Ye Fan grabbed the mineral water bottle, unscrewed the lid, and handed it to Pan Jueming.

"Gudong-Gudong-"

Pan Jueming took the mineral water bottle, raised his head and poured it into his stomach, but he drank it with blood and water.

Seeing this scene, Ye Fan felt even more uncomfortable.

At the same time, an unsuppressible anger emerged from him!

He helped Pan Jueming slowly towards the door, and saw Director Wu and the other two standing there like good babies from kindergarten, and said coldly: "I don't care what you do. You must find water and food within ten minutes. Otherwise, I will twist your head off!"

Knock!

Director Wu and the other two were so scared that they trembled all over. Without saying a word, they turned around and went to look for water and food.

Ye Fan helped Pan Jueming to the bathroom and asked Pan Jueming to clean the blood on his face.

When Pan Jueming finished cleaning, the two policemen took the steamed buns left over from the canteen breakfast, porridge and side dishes, and returned to the door of the interrogation room, and the speed was extremely fast.

"Mr. Ye..."

Although she was hungry and thirsty, Pan Jueming did not go to get the food and water, but instead spoke to Ye Fan.

"Don't worry, there are faults and debts. As long as they are still on this planet, I will make them pay the price!" Ye Fan interrupted Pan Jueming and said, "No hurry now. You can eat your stomach first."

Swish!

When he heard Ye Fan's cold words, the two criminal police officers changed their faces so frightened that their bodies trembled, and they almost threw away the food in their hands.

And... Pan Jueming felt his throat a little dry and his heart was filled with emotion.

He was moved, nodded slightly, and then silently took the food and water from the two policemen, walked into the interrogation room, and started to eat in big mouthfuls.
To be continued...