"Ruan Shiyan, I think what you said makes sense. Only by controlling you can Song Zehan unconditionally meet my requirements. ”

“……”

The slender silver needles reflected a cold silver light under the moonlight, which was particularly penetrating.

Ruan Shiyan's heart "chuckled".

Is this scumbag's reading comprehension taught by a PE teacher?

But looking at this posture, this scumbag has actually increased his IQ in the past three years, and he knows that he will stay behind.

"Mrs. Song, don't be afraid, this is not a terrible thing, it will only make you have that day every seven days, sometimes happy like a fairy, sometimes uncomfortable life is better than death."

"...... "What the hell is this?" Is there some kind of secret poison in martial arts novels?

I'm afraid this scumbag hasn't read too many novels and hallucinated himself, right?

"It's okay if you don't understand it, after tonight, you'll understand it after you experience it for yourself."

“……”

"At that time, you must truthfully explain your feelings to Song Zehan, otherwise how can you stimulate him to come to me obediently to buy the antidote?"

Seeing the cold needle getting closer and closer, Ruan Shiyan couldn't help but swallow her saliva, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

It doesn't matter if what this scumbag says is true or false, she doesn't want to be exposed to this injection of unknown liquid.

But her hands and feet are still tied, and she has no ability to resist at all except for the old method just now.

But just when she was secretly brewing and waiting for the man to come over and fall directly to dodge, the man held down her arm in advance and suppressed her, and even the last chance to resist was cruelly deprived.

Ruan Shiyan's heart suddenly cooled completely.

God.

Are you really going to do that much this time?

"This kind of little trick is just the first time, and you want to use it a second time? Ruan Shiyan, you don't feel sorry for the pain of your fall, I still feel sorry for my chair. ”

“……”

"Well, I said, don't be afraid. When this stitch is finished, I will personally send you back. ”

As the words fell, the man lifted the syringe and nudged it into the air.

The pale blue liquid spilled out from the sharp needle, drawing a cold arc in mid-air, dripping onto the hem of Ruan Shiyan's clothes.

She glanced at it, even though her heart was about to be cold, her face still did not show the slightest panic, but she looked at the man with a cold and calculating face expressionlessly.

Although her consistent principle on the outside is that a hero does not suffer immediate losses, in front of such a determined scumbag, she is unwilling to bow her head and refuse to accept a little softness.

The man snorted, with a hint of mockery in his eyes, and then lowered his head with a smile on the corner of his lips, patted Ruan Shiyan's forearm with one hand, and aimed the needle at the blood vessel.

Feeling the cold sensation coming from her forearm, Ruan Shiyan slowly closed her eyes.

But at the moment when the stinging sensation just came, there was a sudden "bang" sound from the door not far away.

In the next second, with the dust that was blown up, a tall and straight figure appeared.

Song Zehan?!

Ruan Shiyan opened her eyes instantly, and her breath stagnated.

But just as he was about to open his mouth to call someone, a familiar command sounded in the warehouse.

"Close your eyes!"

Ruan Shiyan subconsciously did so, but as soon as the upper and lower eyelashes touched, a deafening gunshot rang out in the warehouse.

"Bang-"

At about the same time, she felt an icy liquid pour into her arm.

I felt the cold wind from the bullets passing by.

Heard the miserable wail of the scumbag after being shot.

I also heard a series of hurried approaching footsteps.

But before she could open her eyes, there was a familiar cramping pain in her heart......