Both of them showed a blank expression at this unfamiliar word, Yan Sui's eyes turned on the wine jug, and his fingertips flicked open the lid, sniffing slightly.

Wen Zhen thought to himself that this guy was still powerful, although he didn't understand it, but he reacted so quickly.

"Or, a complaint?" She narrowed her eyes, "Smell it, right?" There's something in the wine, right? You two, I don't know who you are, and I'm not interested in knowing, and I don't want to disturb the two of you talking, I'm here to make a deal with you. ”

She paused slightly.

Just now, when she spoke, she didn't know which sentence touched whose sensitive nerves, and under the flickering candle flame, it seemed that Lin Feibai's expression had changed slightly.

Or is it just the candle flame being swept by the wind?

Wen Zhen didn't care.

Hearing the word transaction, Lin Feibai raised his head, but Yan Sui didn't look at her at all.

This person's face is dazzlingly beautiful, and his mind is like an unfathomable deep sea, Wen Zhen doesn't know how he is sure that this deal has nothing to do with him, but it is obvious that she would rather be ignored by this person than Lin Feibai.

"This ...... Lin Gongzi? She said, "One thousand taels, let me go, and don't trouble me in the future, I'll tell you who poisoned me." ”

Lin Feibai frowned, his eyes suddenly turned contemptuous, "The rules don't tell you that you can't disclose the news of your employer?" What a shame on the killers. ”

"First, I'm not a killer and I don't need to follow the professional ethics of the killer industry; Second, isn't that a good thing for you? Those who have achieved great things, why do they always stick to these details? ”

"I do not trade with the faithless and the unrighteous." Lin Feibai got up, "I won't stop you from leaving." I'm not interested in knowing who this poisoner is. I, the Lin family, have been on the battlefield for decades, and there are countless grievances, and I have to pursue and worry, so I don't have to eat or sleep. ”

His tone was cold, and the confidence and pride between his eyebrows were as compelling as substance, Wen Zhen looked at him with his cheeks raised, thinking that I would give a hundred points for this forced pretend.

Lin Feibai turned around and left, walked to the door and suddenly stopped, didn't look back, only said coldly: "I have been stabbed three times in the past few days, presumably it was Your Excellency's handiwork, please Your Excellency, send some people who use it, don't always insult me with some cats and dogs, people who know know that you have no one at hand, and people who don't know think you have lost power." ”

After saying that, as soon as the corners of the robe were lifted out of the door, Wen Zhen felt that the score just now was wrong, and one hundred and twenty points was proper.

Wen Zhen smiled and squinted at Lin Fei and didn't go back to the door, thinking again why he came tonight?

Yan Sui suddenly said: "He's not interested, I'm interested, come, let's talk about it." With a flick of his finger, several silver tickets popped up.

The silver ticket did not fall into Wen Zhen's hand, and stopped above the candle flame in front of Wen Zhen, Wen Zhen reached out to take it, and the silver ticket immediately fell rapidly towards the candle flame.

"Don't worry." Yan Sui said.

"Good qigong." Wen Zhen smiled.

Then she took the candle, blew out the candle, reached out and put the silver ticket into her hand, and said with a smile: "Thank you." ”

Yan Sui snapped his fingers - the next moment his finger snapping stopped.

Wen Zhen was across from him, dipping his drink in his glass and drawing a line on the table.

Yan Sui's heart shook at a glance, and she almost scolded her mother.

Why don't you draw this line in the middle!

Why divide the table into half large and half small!

Why is it crookedly drawn!

The hairs all over the body seemed to stand on end, every knuckle wanted to writhe, there seemed to be ants dancing in rows on the skin, and every pore was shouting uncomfortable.

Yan Sui immediately forgot about the silver ticket, grabbed the curtain and hurriedly wiped the table first.

In the next second, Wen Zhen had an extra knife in his hand, and with a slash, he snorted, and the corner of the curtain fell to the ground slowly.

Yan Sui paused, threw away the curtain, and was looking for something else that could be used to wipe it, Wen Zhen slapped his hand, and the corner of the fabric that fell to the ground just now was slapped in front of his eyes - crooked, asymmetrical and triangular, with long and short silk threads on the edges.

Yan Sui was stunned again.

Wen Zhen waved his hand, and there was a soft sound, and the lower half of the dwarf collapsed.

A table leg falls to the ground.

Yan Sui took another beating.

Wen Zhen's movements were smooth, grabbing the cushion on the ground-

"Enough!"

Yan Sui was not forced to pause again, and raised his hand.

The low table, along with the cushions and everything that could be moved in the room, suddenly trembled, tossed up, shuttled and flipped in mid-air, and the next moment it turned into countless gray-yellow powder, flying and sinking between heaven and earth, and the candle flame suddenly dimmed.

Yan Sui, who was sitting in the gray and yellow powder of the dark candle flame, was fluttering because of the whirling windbreaker belt, revealing a jade-white face in the blur, and the charm was indescribable in a trance.

Wen Zhen looked up at this strange scene, his eyes amazed.

Yan Sui felt like she was watching a monkey show for no reason, and she was the monkey who was forced to act.

With a whistling, the sawdust rolled outside, and was swept away by the night wind in an instant.

The room was empty, and there was nothing to do with it.

Yan Sui raised his eyes, looking at Wen Zhen with a smile, and in the next moment, the corners of his mouth curled.

On the other side, Wen Zhen smiled and raised his hand.

In the palm of the hand, a severed, crooked incision, due to lack of strength, and the edge is not smooth, table legs.

……

The silence in the room is a bit overwhelming. The air seems to be twisted into a rope by some invisible force, and with a shake of the hand, it can firmly bind people.

But Wen Zhen obviously didn't keep his hands and couldn't tie them up.

She smiled and rubbed the table legs, her eyes crooked, as if she was holding not wood, but a piece of dog's head gold.

Some people have a big tail wolf at a glance, and they can fool people to clamp their tails and behave obediently just by their aura.

But she happens to be from modern times and knows what a serious obsessive-compulsive disorder is like an invisible rope.

Physical problems can be controlled, but psychological problems have nothing to do with one's own ability, on the contrary, the stronger and more serious they are, the more difficult they are to solve.

Her series of death-forcing OCD actions are to tell him, I can help you, you don't move and hang me again.

But she also knows that this is ancient times, and it is the ancient times when human life is as great as grass mustard and the king's power is as great as the sky, and when she hints that the other party has mastered the weakness of the other party, she will have to be careful of her own dog's life.

This person, after discovering that someone has the means to influence him, under normal circumstances, should have turned that person into a dead person.

On the other side, Fukai Bing was smiling, looking harmless.

But she will always remember the first time she saw the cold corpse hanging from the eaves.

In order to prevent being unjustly killed without saying hello, she quickly spoke: "I still owe you a favor." ”

Then he threw the table leg out of the door to show his sincerity.

Yan Sui was stunned, Wen Zhen's answer was completely unexpected, the "favor" that was forced to owe, normal people would not pay attention to it, what did this little girl want?

"Oh?" He smiled, unable to hear the joy or anger, "What, do you want to pay back with your life?" ”

"If you want my life, will you lose a pound of meat?"

Yan Sui was silent, this girl spoke so strangely, shouldn't normal people say, "If you want my life, will you grow an extra piece of meat?" ”

Wen Zhen looked at him, ancient people, can't understand modern people's obsession with losing weight.

Glancing at his figure again, that sentence was still wrong. She leaned over and pinched Yan Sui's waist, her eyes bright: "So thin...... Envy ......"

Yan Sui: ......

Is the sky falling? Has the ground fallen? Was Dongtang attacked by the Great Yan Great Wilderness of Southern Qi at the same time? Has there been a change of dynasty?

Otherwise, how could such a thing happen in this world?

Probably his expression was a little too strange, Wen Zhen thought about it, pinched his waist on the other side, and said apologetically: "Sorry, I forgot, you want to be symmetrical." ”

Yan Sui: ......

No, I don't seem to need this symmetry......

His Royal Highness King Yi, who has been crisscrossing the palace for more than 20 years, has an extremely unfamiliar emotion of "dazed" for the first time in his life, so that the murderous aura that has just brewed does not know where to go with Douyun.

But when has His Royal Highness King Yi suffered a loss?

A moment later, Yan Sui, who reacted, reached out and pinched Wen Zhen's face.

"It's so fat, it's so meaty."

Seriously, this girl's skin is powdery, and it feels smooth and greasy, and she doesn't lose money if she pinched it.

After thinking about it, he pinched the other side again.

"Come on, weigh me."

After pinching, she leaned back comfortably, spreading her body, in a posture that you could touch back but I would never lose, and her eyes swept over an important part of her that was developing, with a slight disgust.

Wen Zhen could think of his subtext with his toes.

The next time you touch me, I'll give you back the salute.

Wen Zhen: ......

MMP。