Chapter 124: The Blade Tribe
"Don't you say it yet?"
The foreign man on the ground, even though he had been spasming in pain, even if he bit his lips, still did not say a word, and there was no other word than words begging for mercy.
Murong Ange looked at his appearance and couldn't help but feel a little funny.
"What are you holding onto?" his tone was a little confused, but it fell into the ears of others like the whispers of demons.
Being remembered by Murong Ange is not a good thing.
Before catching this foreign man, Murong Ange had already found out something.
This man, originally French, has never been to Huaguo, and it is very likely that he came to spy on Hou Zeyu, one of the four young men in the capital.
Murong Ange felt that all this was very interesting, he had just returned to China, and he wanted to intervene in everything, after all, the more mixed the water in the capital, the happier he was.
"Sir, what now?" he wouldn't say. ”
The black-clothed man before was covered in cold sweat and asked Murong Ange respectfully.
Murong Ange smiled and said, "He's a tough guy, I appreciate him." ”
How strong the medicinal effect of the new product is, and how painful it is after injecting it into people, no one knows better than Murong Ange.
After all, when he was experimenting with new products, he saw the whole process.
The painful appearance of those test subjects was a beautiful wailing feast in Murong Ange's eyes.
"In that case, let him go. Murong Ange gave a simple order.
"What, sir, don't you ask?" the man in black asked, somewhat surprised.
"Then try it, what can you ask?" Murong Ange glanced at the man in black lightly and said.
The man in black was once again scared into a cold sweat. Www.YsHugE. ORG
Indeed, this foreign man's mouth was too tight, and no useful information was revealed, and even if he continued to ask, he would definitely not be able to ask for useful information.
It's better to listen to Murong Ange's words now, if Murong Ange is in a bad mood, let him interrogate this man directly, and if he can't ask any useful news at that time, this account will definitely be counted on his head.
Thinking of this, the man in black obediently went to loosen the ties of the foreign man on the ground.
After calculating the time, the dose of medicine injected into this man just now is not too large, and the effect of the medicine should be almost over now.
Sure enough, not long after the untie was released, the foreign man stopped spasming and just lay very weakly on the ground.
He was originally Caucasian, but now his face was even paler, almost transparent.
Murong Ange put down the wine glass in his hand, got up from the sofa, and walked in front of the foreign man.
He reached out and patted the man on the shoulder, and when he spoke again, he spat out fluent French.
"You are very strong, I admire you, so I decided, let you go. When Murong Ange said this, he still had a faint smile on his face.
Just with his already very bewitching face, coupled with what happened just now, this scene fell into the eyes of the foreign man, as if he had seen some devil, and his body trembled even more than just now.
This man is simply a demon!
Murong Ange didn't care about his reaction, he reached out and pinched the back of the man's neck.
This is where a person is most vulnerable.
With a little effort, the man would have died at his hands.