In front of the small table in the sky, the boss frowned, his eyes moved away from the injured person on the wooden board, and a pair of jade hands trembled gently.

That person is really miserable.

The wounded man had no clothes on his body, but he couldn't see an inch of skin clearly, and the whole person was as if he had been fished out of a pool of blood, red in blood, and even less than half of the remaining scale armor was dyed red.

The wounded's right eye was closed, and the left eye was a hole, and the blood in the hole was shaking, and there were bursts of red ripples, and as for the nose and mouth, they were all crooked.

Although the boss turned his head, his mind was still full of the miserable appearance of the wounded, and his hands and feet were there, but they were all hanging on the edge of the plank like sausages, needless to say, they must have been broken.

As for whether it is a man or a woman, the boss can't tell it, and can only judge from the body type, it should be a man.

A man, who is made into this appearance, is really worse than dead, but listening to the officer's tone, he still has to torture the wounded, is this still a human thing?

The boss quietly looked at the distinguished guest who was drinking water, and saw that his face was calm, and there was no abnormality at all, and he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.

How hard-hearted it must be to have no compassion for such a wounded person!

Thinking of this, the boss sighed in her heart, she originally expected this distinguished guest to help, but now it seems that if she wants to survive, she has to rely on herself.

The boss finally turned his gaze to the man, which was her greatest support, but she never imagined that the man would open his mouth wide, and from his expression, the boss could be sure that the man knew the injured man.

This...

The boss couldn't believe his eyes, and the yellow-toothed officer made it very clear that the injured were used to threaten the distinguished guests, how could the distinguished guests be indifferent, but the men of his own family were interested.

The man tried his best to control himself, so that his open mouth did not make any sound, because the injured person, he recognized it at a glance, it was the Shen Lian clan's immortal cultivator Shen Huoyun, who was chatting with him in the square a few hours ago, when this immortal cultivator was still very arrogant, and he didn't want to become like this in a blink of an eye.

The man was a little sad and sad, he couldn't help but glance at the staff officer, seeing Bianliang's expressionless appearance, his heart was even more strange, these two people obviously knew each other, why was the staff so calm.

The man thought about it again, and smiled bitterly in his heart, in the eyes of those high-ranking people, what did Shen Huoyun and him count, big people, didn't they all turn their faces and deny people?

The yellow-toothed officer stood aside, bending over and laughing, but he didn't say a word, as if he was waiting on the side

Minion.

If the master doesn't speak, the slave doesn't talk much.

The wounded man on the wooden board was motionless, and the blood on his body kept dripping down his limbs, like the eaves of a roof where the rain had just stopped, and from time to time water droplets fell, making a "answer" sound on the ground.

The sound was very dull, which made the atmosphere in the sky tower even more dull.

The silver-clothed boy sat a little irritable, and he said disdainfully; "What are you doing with so many fancy intestines, just say no."

Hearing him speak, Officer Huangya seemed to have heard his master's orders, and hurriedly replied with a smile: "Jiang Meng said that sincerity is not enough, and business is not easy to discuss." ”

The staff officer put down the water glass, turned his head to look at the three people at the table for the first time, his eyes swept over, and finally stopped at the wounded man, and looked at it carefully.

Although the yellow-toothed officer's expression remained unchanged and he kept a smile on his face, his eyes rolled slightly, and he felt that something was wrong.

When it comes to trading, don't the masters keep silent, and wait for the other party to speak first, how can there be any reason to show interest in the chips from the beginning.

And this chip, in Jiang Meng's words, is better than nothing, just a number, otherwise it will not be directly lifted to the table.

Officer Yellow Fang didn't have the idea of raising the price by himself, he just wanted to take the opportunity to knock and knock on the staff, if the deal didn't go well and the time dragged on for a long time, Song Yun and the others in the enchantment might be found, and the end would be the same.

Shen Huoyun is just a sample, worthless.

But it's just a worthless person, this master of trading, who is known as the head of the Jin family, actually showed great interest, was he Shen Li's negligence?

Officer Yellowfang's mind was racing, but he couldn't think of anything useful.

He turned sideways slightly, so that he was facing Bianliang, his mouth was open, revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth: "Boss Bian, let me introduce to you, this gentleman of the Shen Lian clan, we found it in the Jin family's courtyard, at that time, my subordinates were ignorant, and seeing that he was covered in mud, I took a bath for him." ”

Bianliang waved his hand, signaling that he was not interested, and the yellow-toothed officer consciously closed his mouth.

The chief staff crouched down and faced the miserable head, and he asked softly, "Do you still hold on?" ”

When the injured man heard someone talking to him, the right half of his ear trembled slightly, and the mouth with his lower lip no longer trembled slowly, making a faint voice: "I can't die." ”

Shen Huoyun originally wanted to say something more arrogant, that way

is in line with his identity as an immortal cultivator, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the pain at the corner of his mouth made him want to faint, and he could only say three words simply.

With every word he spoke, several drops of blood flowed from the tip of his tongue because a bamboo stick had been nailed into it.

Bianliang's eyes were sharp, and he found the toothpick, and the corners of his mouth shook slightly.

"Don't talk, if you agree, open your eyes, if you don't agree, lie down and don't move." The staff officer stood up, sighed softly, and looked at the door, where the silver-clothed man sat bored, holding his hands behind his head and swinging gently.

"Brother Le, I want to talk about a business first." There was no inquiry in the staff officer's tone, and the man in silver was not angry, he replied casually, "You can do it if you like." ”

Bian Liang nodded, squatted down again, and said bluntly: "Did you get the book in the other courtyard?" ”

Shen Huoyun didn't move.

"Taken by them?"

Shen Huoyun still didn't move.

"Are you hiding?"

When he heard this question, the seriously injured Shen Huoyun opened his eyes with difficulty, and the eyeballs inside were no longer there, leaving only a crimson hole.

The staff officer smiled with satisfaction, and finally asked, "Will you give it to me?" ”

Shen Huoyun's eyelids moved, but they didn't close in the end, and a drop of pale red liquid flowed out of the corner of his eye, and if you looked closely, it was a bloodshot teardrop.

The Chief Staff stood up and said to Officer Yellowfang, "I want him to live without pain, no matter what method you use." ”

The yellow-toothed officer nodded hurriedly and reprimanded the man in black: "Did you hear that!" Don't go to the doctor quickly, if he dies, you will be the next him! ”

The man in black was frightened, and hurriedly called a few doctors from the triangular boat outside the door to treat the injured.

The yellow-toothed officer wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to the staff officer who sat back in his place; "Boss Bian, then we, can we start."

Bianliang took a sip of water and coldly spit out five words: "Sincerity is not enough." ”

The yellow-toothed officer smiled wryly.