In a private room in the teahouse.

Mao Bin, with a stubble face, was glaring at Zuo Lan opposite him with panting.

Although Zuo Lan has an average facial features, her figure is definitely a top-notch. Her real height of 1.72 meters, coupled with her slim low-neck sweatshirt and low-waist jeans, makes people feel very thoughtful.

"Why are you glaring at me? If you are not satisfied, you can call Mr. Ji at any time. My task is to get rid of Wu Bei and introduce Ren Zhongping to appear. Mr. Ji said that even if it is a worship, as long as Wu Bei dies, Ren Zhongping will definitely appear!"

Zuo Lan played with her long hair wrapped around her fingertips and smiled lightly.

"Why don't you tell me in advance?"

Mao Bin slapped the table with a "slap" and roared angrily.

"Tell you, you can beat Wu Bei? Is it meaningful? Besides, it was Mr. Ji who asked me to keep it secret from you. He said he was too pedantic and always did it even though he knew it was impossible."

Zuo Lan picked up the teacup and took a sip. Her red lips were instantly printed on the mouth of the white porcelain cup, adding a bit of imagination to people out of thin air.

"Then why do you have to tell me again now!"

Mao Bin's teeth creaked, and the blue veins on his forehead trembled violently like life.

"Because Wu Bei is almost gone, I tell you that you can't change anything. Mr. Ji's meaning is to let us take advantage of Wu Bei's funeral to capture Ren Zhongping in one fell swoop."

Zuo Lan answered softly.

"Mad! I shouldn't have called Mr. Ji. Now those people in Hu Xiao must look down on me very much. They think I was lucky because of these conspiracies..."

Mao Bin punched the table in anger again.

"Please, do you know your positioning well? We are the knife players who do dirty things, not the boxers who are the first in friendship and the second in competition. For us, as long as we can achieve our goal, there is no way to do it."

Zuo Lan rolled her eyes in contempt, then smiled and said, "Okay, don't be upset. It means that the poison on the tiger cannot be cured except for me. Since Wu Bei is gone, don't worry anymore. Just take it as avenging your friend Qi Jinlong."

"It was not Wu Bei who killed Qi Jinlong. At most, he was an accomplice. The real executioner was the group of people from the Dragon Catching Group. I just wanted to vent my anger and didn't plan to kill him!"

Mao Bin opened his mouth angrily.

"Stop! Mr. Ji has explained that the background of the Dragon Catching Group must be very broad, so we cannot make trouble. Besides, Qi Jinlong is not worthy of his death, and it is not worth your efforts for him."

Zuo Lan quickly gestured a "pause" gesture.

"Bang!"

Mao Bin was just about to say something else, but the wooden door of the box was suddenly violently kicked open from outside. Then he saw Wang Shun breaking in with a lighter in his left hand and a gas tank in his right hand.

Mao Bin and Zuo Lan both reflexed and started to breathe a sigh of relief when they saw that Wang Shun was the only one.

"I don't want to talk nonsense to you, what about the antidote?"

Wang Shun raised the lighter in his hand with wide eyes.

"gasoline?"

Mao Bin sniffed his nose twice, then looked at Wang Shun's wet hair and clothes, which was a little incredible.

"There's the antidote!"

Wang Shun roared with a neck pull.

"It's useless to give you the antidote. My poison is within four hours..."

Zuo Lan smiled frivolously.

"Shut up idiots! I'll ask you the antidote!"

Wang Shun cursed.

He dared not and was willing to listen to the other party say anything. So far, he has not received Wu Bei's unfortunate text message, and he has been relying on this belief to hold on.

"Give it to him!"

Mao Bin turned his head and looked at Zuo Lan.

"Impossible, Mr. Ji has an explanation..."

Zuo Lan shook her head and refused.

"Give it to me! Cao Nimad! Give it to me immediately! Otherwise we will die together!"

Wang Shun was instantly excited and shook the gas tank, and his other hand made a gesture to prepare to light the lighter.

"Little handsome guy, you seem to be questioning our abilities, but it's just the second floor. The gas tank will not be ignited and exploded. This time is enough for us to escape successfully, and it is completely useless."

Zuo Lan pointed to the window behind her with a relaxed expression.

"Don't go! If you don't give it to us, just die together!"

Wang Shun raised his neck and pressed the lighter twice.

Not getting the antidote means Wu Bei is about to die. If Wu Bei is gone, he will have no shame to continue living. It may be an impulse or a careful consideration. In short, Wang Shun will not plan to go back again if he cannot save the man who once pulled him out of the dust.

Looking at the endless jumping flames, Mao Bin and Zuo Lan's expressions became solemn in an instant. Maybe they really have the ability to escape, but who can guarantee that they will not be injured at all? If they are still waiting for the rest of the Hu Xiao Company below, they will have completely explained this today.

The Hu Xiao family has serious arms, which they have witnessed.

"call!"

At this moment, someone blew the cold air behind Wang Shun's head, and the lighter suddenly went out.

"You are worthy of being a brother to Xiaobei. It is also his lifelong blessing to have a robe like you! But a silly boy, don't try your best to be a life-long man in the future. He will be willing to sacrifice his life for no one, including Xiaobei! Those who care about you are more than anyone else. Even if he dies, why should you work hard for him if you don't care about you!"

A low voice with a rich and hoarse feeling slowly rang out.

"Who are you!"

Mao Bin frowned vigilantly.
Chapter completed!