The young man sitting opposite Ma Feng raised the corners of his mouth slightly and asked without answering: "Do you know what I want to do now?"

Ma Feng was startled and shook his head to express that he didn't know.

"I want to beat you, like last time."

Ma Feng laughed loudly, "Many people say this, but can you give me a reason? It seems unreasonable to scare me with these words and not give me a reason, right?"

The young man opposite seemed to have been prepared and said: "It's very simple. There is only one reason, because you can pretend to be thirteen, and I can't bear to see you acting like this."

Ma Feng laughed again: "This reason can also be regarded as a reason."

"He hasn't changed, he's still as arrogant as before." said the young man opposite Ma Feng.

Ma Feng nodded: "This is his style."

"That loser Sun Zhiyuan, I really didn't expect that he would end up in this way. It's really beyond my expectation."

"It doesn't matter. If you die, you will die. It's just a puppet. So what if you die? We can find another one at any time." Ma Feng didn't care. These days, it's not difficult to find a scapegoat puppet.

The young man sitting opposite didn't think so, and frowned. Sun Zhiyuan's death made him aware of the crisis and made him uneasy.

Ma Feng glanced at the other party, "What's wrong? Are you scared?"

The young man opposite did not answer immediately, but raised his head and drank all the wine in the glass: "My old man seems to have discovered something."

Hearing this, Ma Feng immediately sat upright: "What's going on?"

The young man smiled: "Perhaps I am paranoid. The old man once asked me during a meal if I had been in contact with Ye Wutian during this time."

Ma Feng frowned and thought for a while: "It's normal. I don't think there's anything wrong."

"It's a normal thing, but what's abnormal is that the old man asked about it during dinner. You don't know him well. He doesn't know how to talk about it during dinner."

"Never?" Ma Feng asked.

"Very few," the young man replied.

"This alone is nothing, it doesn't mean anything," Ma Feng said.

"Well, you're right, but I just feel uneasy and always feel like something is going to happen."

Ma Feng smiled: "Don't worry, maybe you are overthinking, and nothing will happen to you."

The young man sighed: "No matter what, you have to be careful in the future."

"Okay, I'll do as you say." Ma Feng readily agreed: "The new puppet has been found."

The young man was startled: "So fast?"

Ma Feng smiled proudly: "To do anything, you must be prepared."

"Alas! I don't know now whether working with you is right or wrong."

Ma Feng smiled even more happily: "I regret it now? It's too late."

"Who is that person?"

Ma Feng was not in a hurry to answer, but just said: "Allow me to give you a small pass, and I promise that I won't let you down, nor will I let Ye Wutian down."

The young man heard this but did not ask any more questions. He lowered his head and hesitated for a moment, then asked: "Ma Shan, have you noticed it?"

"Did you notice that he danced very happily?" Ma Feng asked back.

The young man was startled and said with a smile: "It seems you already know, okay, just pretend I didn't say anything."

"A clown will always be a clown. Don't worry if you can't jump high."

The young man said nothing more, stood up and left the villa. Shortly after the young man left the villa, Ma Feng suddenly felt a sharp pain in his leg. He knew very well what this pain meant, which meant that he was receiving

The pain will remain there for a while.

The severe pain lasted longer and longer, and Ma Feng was very afraid of it.

Sweating like rain!

Ma Feng stretched out his trembling hand to take the mobile phone next to him, and endured the pain and quickly pressed a number.

"Painkillers, I need painkillers."

After making this call, Ma Feng seemed exhausted and fell motionless on the sofa. His face was pale and his clothes were already wet with sweat.

Every second of the painful waiting time was torturous for Ma Feng, and every second was like a passing day. If possible, he wished he could get painkillers in the next second.

The painkillers that Ma Feng needs to wait for are not ordinary painkillers. Ordinary painkillers have no effect on him at all. He has even tried some special medicines that ordinary people cannot get. The effect is not without, at most it is just that.

In about an hour, the effectiveness of the medicine will be lost.

Finally, as Ma Feng waited patiently, the painkillers he needed were finally delivered to his door. The person who came was a middle-aged woman.

"Medicine, give me medicine quickly." Ma Feng was about to collapse in pain. If the pain continued like this, he would rather die. If the pain continued like this, what would be the point of being a human being?

The middle-aged woman took out a pill as big as a thumb and said to Ma Feng, "Young Master Ma, do you really want it?"

Ma Feng nodded wildly. He was so tortured by the severe pain that he had no temper at all. Did he have any other choice now? No, there was no other choice at all.

"I can give you the medicine, but Mr. Ma, I have to tell you something. If you take the medicine this time, the time between taking the medicine next time will only become shorter and shorter. So, are you sure?"

Ma Feng didn't hesitate at all, and nodded vigorously. He had heard this last time, and the woman had said the same to him last time.

Seeing Ma Feng nod, the middle-aged woman handed the pill to Ma Feng, and Ma Feng immediately opened his mouth and swallowed it.

After about two minutes, the pain was not as exaggerated as before. Ma Feng knew that the medicine had worked.

While the pain was relieved, Ma Feng couldn't help but feel entangled. This situation was not what he wanted. Nabo, he had no choice.

"What do you need?" Ma Feng struggled to sit up as if he was out of breath, and slightly straightened his messy shirt.

The middle-aged woman smiled slightly. She was quite pretty and pretty when she smiled, but at this moment, her smile looked like a devil's to Ma Feng.

"Be obedient, we need to be obedient, Mr. Ma, can you understand what I mean?" the middle-aged woman said.

Ma Feng's face darkened: "No way, I can't be controlled by you."

After hearing this, the middle-aged woman was not in a hurry and shrugged: "Of course, this is your freedom."

Ma Feng didn't speak anymore, knowing very well what the other party's next words would be.

"Make a condition and give me the painkillers." Ma Feng said, this is the only good way to solve the problem once and for all.

"Haha, I'm sorry! I don't have the right." The middle-aged woman replied with a smile.

Ma Feng went crazy and roared: "Then find someone who can talk to you."

Facing Ma Feng's roar, the middle-aged woman was not anxious at all. She just said: "The lady said that there are only two ways to go before you, either agree or refuse. You can only choose one of them."

"I need a third one." Ma Feng roared. He didn't like the feeling of being threatened. He didn't like it very much.

"No, as I said just now, you have no other choice." The middle-aged woman said.

Looking at the middle-aged woman who turned to leave, Ma Feng hesitated whether to force her to stay, but this idea was quickly rejected by him. It was unrealistic and unwise.

The relationship between the two parties has become even more tense, which is completely thankless.

"You want to leave?" Ma Feng asked a very unnutritious question.

The middle-aged woman turned around and asked, "What? You want to force me to stay?"

Ma Feng shook his head: "It's not Na Si, I mean, if you are leaving, can you leave me a pill?"

"Oh, so you said this, sorry! I really can't help you with this because I only have one pill with me."

Ma Feng was secretly angry. He didn't know whether what the other party said was true or false, and he didn't dare to act recklessly.

Miss Ma, when has he ever been so cowardly?

The middle-aged woman left, and Ma Feng was the only one left in the villa. He sat there with a gloomy expression. Ma Feng had secretly investigated the middle-aged woman, and she was most likely a member of the Poison Shadow Sect.

You can never let them control you, not anyone else.

The bombings in Country M did not subside as time went by. On the contrary, they became more and more violent. No one knew who had spread the news that the legal representative of the company, Sun Zhiyuan, was dead and had been poisoned.

Naturally, many people thought, could this be Ye Wutian's masterpiece again? Who would be most beneficial if Sun Zhiyuan died? There is no doubt that it would be most beneficial to Ye Wutian and the Hongyan Group, so the most suspicious person

Of course it is Ye Wutian.

Faced with various speculations and suspicions, Ye Wutian didn't take it to heart. On the contrary, it was Chu Fang's words that worried him. The little girl once told him that if the other party could get the Qingcheng Pill formula, he would naturally be able to get other formulas as well.

, even if the formula is incomplete, it is enough for the Hongyan Group to drink a pot.

In the past few days, Ye Wutian has focused on finding the traitor. He not only asked Chen Binwei to investigate secretly and not let go of even the slightest abnormal clues, but also asked Zhuang Susu to help find the eighteenth generation ancestors of every employee on Hongyan Island.

After checking, if any employees whose family relationship cannot be found, they will be transferred to other positions.

Ye Wutian couldn't even imagine what the consequences would be if it were true as Chu Fang said. Otherwise, the Hongyan Group would most likely go bankrupt. That was not what he wanted to see.

"Xiaotian, there is another thing you need to pay attention to. During this period, Mr. Zhang and the others have a close relationship with Ma Feng," Zhuang Susu reminded.

Ye Wutian murmured: "What are they going to do?"

"It's probably not a good thing." Zhuang Susu said.

"Master Wife, please continue to pay attention to this matter. I want to see what tricks they want to come up with."

In Ye Wutian's opinion, at most, those people are just colluding with each other, and Ye Wutian doesn't care about them.

"Miss An came to Dongcheng, did you say anything? What's the progress of the last proposal?" Zhuang Susu asked.

"She mentioned to me that this is exactly why she came here this time. Master, you can talk about this matter yourself, I will not participate." Ye Wutian said.

"Well, arrange a time for us to meet."

"Just tonight, I'll let you guys meet." Ye Wutian said.

Zhuang Susu looked around and asked in a low voice: "Xiaotian, how do you plan to deal with Miss An?"

Hearing this, Ye Wutian's scalp couldn't help but feel numb, and he smiled bitterly: "I don't know."

"You kid, how could you not know this? Putting it off is not the answer," Zhuang Susu said.

Ye Wutian said helplessly: "Master's wife, what do you think I should do? I don't know what to do now."
Chapter completed!