"Is there any difference?" The man is like a boat adrift in the sea, feeling sad because he can't find his way home.

"Yes, for my use, I can detoxify you, but you will also be like them, eat new poison, it is impossible to die at the age of forty, as long as you don't betray me, you can live to die of old age......"

Jian Junxi said casually, the air pressure around his body was still very low.

The man looked at her in disbelief, the old wounds on his face and the new wounds combined, looking particularly hideous and terrifying, and asked tremblingly, "You...... Are you really ...... Don't kill me? ”

Jian Junxi's eyes were full of impatience, as if he didn't want to dwell on this issue with him anymore, he stood up and opened the door.

Yan Rongliang walked in, Jian Junxi's eyes were piercing with coldness.

Qing Leng said: "Save him, ask Xingzhen to give him plastic surgery, arrange a new identity, and classify it as a freelancer, whatever he goes when he has no task......"

Yan Rongliang: "......" Nani? What do you mean?

He really felt in the clouds, how could he be interrogated for half an hour, and then he was tried as his own person?

I knew that this thing would open up as long as she tried it, why did he torture him so hard?

Also, Is this man an idiot? Earlier, did you still suffer so much?

Your Sister's ...... Sick...... Brain-dead ......

Yan Rongliang scolded the man eight hundred times in his heart

Then again, without the torture in the early stage, it would be impossible for his strong psychology to collapse, and if the heat was not enough, Jian Junxi might not be able to succeed in this way.

The man looked at Jian Junxi and moved his lips, but he didn't know what to say, let alone what she meant? Helpless like a child.

"Do you have a name?" Jian Junxi asked lightly, calmly inserting his hands into his trouser pockets.

"Some people...... Can they remember...... My former name...... But I ...... I forgot ......" The man hung his head as if he was embarrassed and as if he was very sad.

Jian Junxi's deep eyes flashed with a touch of complexity, and asked condescendingly: "In the future, you will follow my surname, and your new name will be Jianming, simple and clear, how about it?" ”

The man looked up in horror, as if he had suddenly been pulled from hell into heaven, and the whole person was still stunned, and his brain was blank.

"Your uncle, if you are willing to open your mouth, you will die, do you think anyone can have the same surname as the young master? Don't hurry up and thank you, young master! ”

Yan Rongliang was furious, and the whole person was like a volcanic eruption, so roaring that Jian Junxi felt tinnitus.

"Thank you...... Thank you...... The young master ...... "It was not easy for the man to squeeze these words out of his throat, his eyes implying anticipation and fear.

"Well, don't be afraid, with me, from now on, no one will dare to touch you."

Jian Junxi's words were very light, and every word he spit out was domineering, which made people want to worship unconsciously.

"Good...... Thank you...... Young Master...... "The man was so excited that he burst into tears, although he was almost forty years old, no one had ever said such a thing to him.

When I actually heard it one day, it felt like a pinprick in my heart, and it hurt.

A layer of chicken skin appeared all over his body, and his nose began to sour......

"You don't have to worry about poison, I will solve it for you, and when you recover from your injuries, the whole world, no matter where you want to go? It's all up to you......"

Jian Junxi's face did not have any expression, and his words were very soft, but it was not difficult to hear the meaning of pity.

"Hmm......" The man's tears rained down, and his throat seemed to be choked with endless cold wind, and he choked unspeakably.

(End of chapter)