So that he can use those dirty tricks again, right?

It's really funny.

The cell phone on the table was buzzing and vibrating. Wei Xi reached out to pick up the cell phone. It was Wei Bei who called it.

Slide over and answer the call, Wei Bei's loud voice almost shattered his eardrums, "Wei Xi, I heard you caught the one called Qianmian, what does he look like?"

Last time, Qianmian mixed into Moyuan disguised himself as he was, and Wei Bei was always thinking about this.

If the company hadn't had people left, he would have rushed over and beat him up and vented his hatred.

"I'm almost forty years old, and I'm not very ugly." Wei Xi was not polite at all.

"Remember to beat him up for me and beat him to death." Wei Bei said with gritted teeth.

If you dare to pretend to be him, you deserve to beat him to death.

"He only has half his life left. No matter how I beat him, I have to wait until the master finishes his trial before he beat him." Wei Xi said in a daze.

The sound of quiet footsteps sounded, and he looked up and two figures walked side by side.

"I won't tell you anymore. Master and the others are here, so I'll have to die first."

Putting down your phone, Wei Xi stood up, straightening her waist.

"Master, Madam."

Ye Jiuliang heard the curse coming from inside and frowned slightly, "Who is howling inside?"

"Qianmian, he has been howling inside since he woke up." Wei Xidao.

Hearing the object of cursing, Ye Jiuliang's eyes were slightly cold. He dared to scold her Li Mohan at the moment of death. Do you deserve a beating?

She let go of her hands, rolled up her sleeves, and accelerated her two steps ahead.

Seeing her roll up her sleeves, Li Mohan curled her lips and laughed low and hoarsely.

The dungeon windows were closed, and the unpleasant smell could not be dissipated.

Ye Jiuliang had a keen sense of smell. After smelling it for a while, his stomach churned.

The reaction was particularly big.

Her face turned slightly pale, she took out a candy from her pocket, peeled it and stuffed it into her mouth.

The faint sweet and sour taste suppressed the discomfort, and Ye Jiuliang breathed a sigh of relief.

But don't give her any morning sickness, she can't stand it.

Seeing the person in front of him suddenly stop, Li Mohan chased after him. Seeing that her face was not right, he hurriedly grabbed her hand, "Do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?"

"It's okay." Ye Jiuliang shook his head and said in a brisk tone, "It's too smelly here, it's smoked."

"Really?" Li Mohan was skeptical, "Don't hold back if you feel uncomfortable."

"It's okay, don't you know my medical skills yet?" Ye Jiuliang pulled him forward, "After reviewing people, let's go quickly."

The huge dungeon only has Qianmeng, and in Wei Xi's words, he has arranged a large suite for him, giving him enough face.

Qianmian's injuries were simply stopped from bleeding, and the others did not help him treat him, just leave him a breath to hang him.

He was tired, and Qianmian was lying on the ground, his coat was stripped off, leaving only a thin sweater, and the smell of blood on his body was very strong.

Ye Jiuliang couldn't stand the choking smell and took a step back silently.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the dying person on the ground. Without masks, her pale face exposed to Ye Jiuliang's eyes.

It's a very ordinary look, the kind that is hard to find when thrown into the crowd.

"Li Mohan, it seems that you have recovered your memory." Seeing that the two of them came, Qianmian pressed his hands against the ground, endured the severe pain on his arms, and sat up with great difficulty.

For him, it was a huge humiliation to lie down with Li Mohan and the others.

He leaned against the wall and said hoarsely, "But even if you recover your memory, that silver needle has side effects. You can let me go and I will give you the antidote, how about it?"

Li Mo glanced at him coldly, his cold and thin eyes were shocking.

"Side effects?" Ye Jiuliang smiled dissatisfiedly, "Can't you find a better reason? Do you think you believe it or we believe it?"

Qianmian looked at Ye Jiuliang, and naturally recognized her. He smiled cruelly and deliberately provoked her, "Ye Jiuliang, you should be in pain when Li Mohan lost his memory. Aren't you afraid that Li Mohan will have something else?"

Ye Jiuliang's eyebrows and eyes turned cold and his fingertips flicked.

The cold light flashed by, and it passed in a blink of an eye.

"ah--"

The desolate scream broke out into the air, and Wei Xi couldn't help but feel numb when he heard it.

Qianmeng's neck burst out, and a silver needle was stabbed at the gunshot wound in Qianmeng's arm, and the blood that had finally stopped was overflowing again.

It's simply a lot of injuries.

Qianmian shivered in pain, and looked at Ye Jiuliang with panic in his eyes, "You, who are you?"

Even if she is one of the leaders of the K-G organization, she cannot use that silver needle casually, especially the silver needle is very poisonous, and the position of the needle is extremely accurate.

The only explanation is that she understands medicine.

"I haven't mentioned the matter of that silver needle yet, but you mentioned it yourself first. I want to find a reason to let me finish you as soon as possible, right?" Ye Jiuliang ignored his question and said in a cold voice.

"Want to know what the silver needle on your arm does?"

"Who are you?" Qianmian asked hysterically when he knew that the silver needle was poisonous.

Ye Jiuliang ignored his crazy and said indifferently, "Now I'll ask you and answer, don't try to play tricks in front of me, otherwise I won't guarantee that the next silver needle will fly to where you."

"Don't think about it, I won't tell you anything." Qianmian smiled sarcastically.

Ye Jiuliang was not angry, and raised his eyebrows, "It's okay if you don't say it. Anyway, I'm just here to verify my guess. If you don't say it, your subordinates can also tell me some useful news."

She paused and then said, "Also, I applied the silver needle on your arm. Once it was touched with blood, the effect of the medicine would take effect. It would penetrate into your blood little by little, and the wound on your body would be extremely itchy. In two hours, there would be a burning feeling in all internal organs, and then you would want to hit you to death."

Qianmian is not a person who seeks death easily, otherwise he would have been killed by a head-on death long ago, so he would have tried his best to make a deal with them and run away.

Qianmeng's expression froze, and a dark light flashed deep in his eyes.

Ye Jiuliang didn't urge him, and waited quietly for him to make a decision.

Qianmian looked up at Ye Jiuliang, and a trace of determination passed through his eyes.

Even if he told them everything, Ye Jiuliang would not let him go. Instead of doing so, why did he let them know what they wanted to know?

What's more, if he told the truth, Mr. Mo would definitely know that he had leaked the secret. In this way, Mr. Mo would definitely get angry, and his cousin would be implicated by him.

No, no, he can't do that.

Just treat it as repaying his cousin's life-saving grace, and having so many years of care, it's worth sacrificing his life.
Chapter completed!