" Of course, the process of pouring you into a cement pillar will take a lot longer." Doubi patiently explained the process of pouring him into a cement pillar to the man in black as he continued to move his hands.
After a while, the lower half of the man in black was submerged in cement. "En, half completed. It's not bad.”
The combatant circled around the man in black while clicking his tongue in wonder.
"But how can a piece of art only have one color? That would be too monotonous." Doubi seemed to be somewhat dissatisfied.
"But fortunately, I've carefully prepared cement of various colors for you!”Doubi said as he took out all kinds of colorful cement.
"The real art is coming up next!”Doubi laughed softly.
The man in black had completely collapsed. This person was not only a monster, but also a pervert!
The man in black had already woken up when the cold water was poured on him, but he did not want to let Doubi know anything, so he chose to pretend to be unconscious.
However, it seemed like the dojo didn't want to know what he knew at all. It just wanted to turn him into a work of art.
At first, the man in black thought that this person was just putting on an act to force him to reveal the information.
However, as time passed, not only did Doubi not stop his movements, but he even became more energetic. He even wanted to play tricks on him!
The man in black was finally afraid. He wasn't that afraid of death, but he didn't want to suffer the pain of being covered in cement all over his body!
People who liked to torture others, although they were good at torturing others, it did not mean that they could withstand the torture themselves.
"Ah! I'll talk, I'll talk! I'll tell you everything I know!" Finally, the man in black could no longer bear the psychological pressure.
"What's wrong? Was this not enough? The real entertainment had just begun.”Speaking of this, he revealed a smile.
"Ah! Give me a quick death! I'll tell you everything I know." This time, the man in black didn't even have the will to live. He only wanted Doubi to give him a quick death.
" En…but this artwork is almost completed. It's a pity…" Doubi said as he held his chin with his hand.
"No, no, I believe that the information I provide is very important to you!”The man in black hurriedly said.
"Yo, what is it? Is there anything more important than me completing the artwork?”The fighter looked disinterested.
"I was sent here to kill you…"”The fighter stared with dead fish eyes.
"You better speak faster, the cement is about to dry.”Doubi said as he stirred the cement with a shovel.
" Yes, yes..." The man in black did not dare to say any more nonsense and explained the ins and outs of the matter in the simplest way.
It turned out that after the fighter had beaten up those white men, the white man had woken up. He was very angry that he had been knocked unconscious by the fighter.
Therefore, he reported this matter to his boss. The boss originally did not want to care about this matter. After all, he deserved to be taught a lesson because he was not capable. This matter could give his younger brother some insight.
However, a friend of the boss happened to hear about this from the boss. That person was very interested in this matter, so he sent the men in black over.
"Alright, alright. Who is that person?”At this moment, Doubi was sitting on a stool and crossing his legs in an extremely arrogant posture.
"This…I don't know who that lord is either. He never appeared and only gave us orders.”The man in black didn't dare to lie now, but his psychological defense had already collapsed, so he wouldn't think of lying.
"So, you're just a nobody who hasn't even met your boss?”Doubi used an oil brush to smear the clothes of the man in black.
"Yes…yes, but I know where Boss will go next.”The man in black said. At this moment, Doubi was holding a large oil pen that was covered with yellow paint and cement.
"Is that so? Where is he?" Doubi said nonchalantly as he added color to the oil pen.
"Our organization is holding a meeting in Nanjing, China…"
"Nanjing? You want to start a massacre?" Doubi said with a smile. " No, no, no, we won't massacre them…" Doubi took out the mixed cement again." This will expose us.”
"Oh, please continue." Doubi signaled him to continue.
The man in black seemed to feel a glimmer of hope." This meeting seems to be targeted at one person…"
"Alone? Was he very strong? Do I need you to plan to target it?" Doubi felt as if he had heard valuable information.
" Yes, this person has caused us a lot of trouble..." the man in black said.
"Then who is he?" Dou Bi narrowed his eyes. Perhaps he could use this to determine which world he was in.
After being attacked by the man in black, Doubi understood that this was no longer the world he was familiar with.
The speed of that attack had far exceeded the limits of a human. This was not something that a normal person could achieve through training!
Dou Bi could feel that the speed of this black-clothed man's saber was tens of times faster than those who attacked him.
This man in black was just an ordinary thug.
This also meant that there were many more powerful characters than the men in black.
And that person was actually able to force so many powerful characters to work together to think of a way to deal with him. It could be seen that that person was also very strong.
Doubi was faintly curious about what level of existence he was equivalent to in this world.
"I'm not sure about that. It's a secret in the organization.”"Oh ~ oh." Doubi put down the pen in his hand.
"Anything else?" Doubi asked. "... This..." The man in black was stunned for a moment. "Alright then." As soon as he finished speaking, the man in black realized that his vision suddenly turned black and he lost consciousness.
"So far, it seems that he knows these things.”Dou Bi looked at the unconscious man in black.
Doubi very humanely washed off the cement on his body and tied him up with the rope he carried with him.
Considering that the black-shirted man was not an ordinary person, he was sent to a place where the police were.
He believed that the police would arrest him without hesitation when they saw the bomb on his body.
Also, he took the money from the man in black. Who asked him to want to kill him? This will be considered compensation.
This man in black was considered a 'good person'. Not only did he help him solve the problem of food, but he also helped him find a short-term goal.
More importantly, this person was rich. Although he couldn't use his bank card, the money he carried with him was enough to last him for more than a year. Don't scrimp and save.
When he found the money, he was a little surprised. This person's weight-bearing ability was quite good! Was this also one of their ways of organizing training?
Although the process was a little long, the harvest was quite good. He didn't expect him to pretend to be an artistic lunatic for so long.
This method was something he had learned from a novel called Dragon Clan. It was the two people from the Japanese Academy who had used this method to make a person who refused to confess break down and tell the truth.
Hence, the contest was used, and it was even improved to become an " art form."
The effect was indeed very obvious. As expected, reading novels was still useful.
"Don't you know that you need to see your passport to eat in a foreign country?”Doubi said as he looked at the US dollars and RMB in his hands. Forget it, I don't care. I don't think they'll care about me buying snacks!
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