Ah Qiang gritted his teeth and stared at Fu Mochen and Qin Qi dissatisfiedly:

"We told you everything you want to know, can you let us go?"

Qin Qi's expression was slightly abrupt.

Not sure why.

She always felt that this couple seemed to be very repulsive to their arrival.

Reading between the lines, I don't want them to meddle in this matter.

It is estimated that more important information is being hidden from them.

"Do you think what you've told us is enough?"

Ah Qiang squinted, and his dark face was full of dissatisfaction:

"Miss Qin, what do you want us to do?"

Qin Qi smiled coldly, crazy and cold:

"If I hadn't discovered Drunken Mengtan in advance, we would be living and dying now."

"Just because we don't want your life doesn't mean we're the Virgin."

She was never a good person.

They were the ones who poisoned it first.

Whether they are willing or not, they are poisoners.

She was able to spare their lives because they were coerced.

She's merciful enough.

The other person has to tell them what they want.

Cuong's swarthy face was tinged with a hint of anger.

He was about to get angry, and Ah Ping hurriedly signaled him with his eyes.

Fu Mochen glanced at the two of them.

His expression was very pale and he couldn't see any emotion:

"Now that the village is full of our people, this is the only chance you can be rescued."

"If I were you, I would cherish this opportunity extraordinarily."

When he sent a message to Xu Yi last night, he asked him to call all the people below and ambush him at the gate of the village in advance.

Just in case.

"You're calling someone?"

Ah Qiang's thick eyebrows frowned, and he groaned exaggeratedly, his face full of remorse:

"It's over, the good days are coming to an end."

Ah Ping's face was extremely bad:

"You've really killed us."

Qin Qi and Fu Mochen glanced at each other, and she pursed her lips:

"You want to maintain the status quo? Living in fear all the time? ”

Ah Ping stared at Qin Qi dissatisfied.

She looked around the room, and her tone was a little complaining:

"Miss Qin, you're from the city, and you're used to living a good life."

"We are different, we have been farmers for generations."

"Lingyin Village is very backward, and when we caught up with floods and droughts, we didn't have enough to eat."

Qin Qi narrowed his eyes, and his little face was slightly cold.

Ah Ping looked at Qin Qi and continued to say in a deep voice:

"Yes, the boss is very authoritarian and arrogant, but she has made us all live a good life."

"After she came, she helped us repair the house and gave us a household of 100,000 yuan as a subsidy every year."

"In the past, we planted fields for a year, and the income was only 20,000 or 30,000 yuan a year."

"On top of that, the boss has built schools, entertainment venues, and places to shop."

"Thanks to her, our doll also went to a good school."

"The teachers in the school are all invited by them."

"What we have now is what she brought us."

In the quiet living room, Ah Ping's every word is full of accusations.

Qin Qi narrowed his eyes, and his cold little face couldn't see any emotion:

"At what cost? What does she want you to do? ”

Ah Ping hesitated.

Ah Qiang said impatiently: "You said everything that shouldn't be said, is this still the matter?" ”

Ah Ping stared at Qin Qi with some resentment:

"The boss wants very little, she only needs blood spirits."

"Blood Spirit?"

Qin Qi's eyes narrowed.

Sure enough, it was the same as she thought.

"How many blood spirits can you produce here in a year?"

Ah Ping said without hesitation:

"About two or three hundred."

"The exact amount depends on the climate of that year."

Qin Qi frowned:

"Where do blood spirits usually grow?"

Ah Ping pointed to the back:

"Behind the mountain, usually on the cliffs, it grows in an extremely harsh environment."

"In the case of extremely cold weather, the harvest of the year will be greatly reduced."

"If the temperature is too high, the blood spirit will not be good."

"The boss said that the task of each of our households is to take care of the blood spirits on their respective territories."

"We want to make sure we have at least four harvests a year on our site."

Qin Qi pondered for a few seconds.

Blood spirits are indeed difficult to cultivate.

She had been researching and cultivating blood spirits for several years, and only this year had she made some progress.

But.

Only two or three hundred flowers are produced a year.

The number is too small.

To make an antidote to a type X neurotoxin, it would take at least thirty high-grade blood spirits.

Is it any wonder that these people have been here for eleven years?

Fu Mochen, who had been silent, pursed his thin lips slightly:

"Your boss, she's here too?"

Ah Ping pointed to the door and whispered:

"You go out and go left, keep going, and you will come across a fork in the road, and then turn right."

"About two hundred meters away, there is a nondescript bungalow."

"You walk in, you go through a long hallway, you go all the way down, and you see that the inside is completely different from the outside."

"Boss, she's right there."

Qin Qi kept it in her mind, and her expression was very light:

"Is the school over there, too?"

Ah Ping nodded:

"The school is near where the boss lives."

Qin Qi tilted his head and silently looked at Fu Mochen:

"Let's go over now."

"Yes, kid."

The two were just about to get up, when Ah Ping suddenly bit the hem of Qin Qi's clothes.

She threw her head back and screamed in dissatisfaction:

"Miss Qin, do you have to destroy our happy life?"

Ah Qiang also raised his head and glared at Qin Qi, and said in a strange manner:

"It's just that we're living well now, so don't come and intervene."

Qin Qi's footsteps paused, she turned around and stared at the two of them coldly:

"Do you know what blood spirits are for?"

The two glanced at each other, Ah Ping's eyes dodged, and he said:

"Isn't it just a medicine?"

Cuong echoed loudly.

His voice was already loud, but now it is simply deafening:

"It's just a medicine, it's not a poison, and we don't harm anyone."

A chill appeared on Qin Qi's beautiful little face:

"It is one of the most critical antidotes to a toxin."

Ah Qiang bowed his head: "......"

Ah Ping's eyes dodged: "......"

Qin Qi squinted his eyes and continued:

"You use the blood spirit as a tool for profit, and when the blood spirit is harvested, give it to the executioner, and make a profit."

"You say, are you also executioners?"

If it was really the same as she thought, the X-type neurotoxin recalled by her mother was not destroyed at all.

The other party now has a large number of blood spirits.

The consequences were unimaginable.

This is the main reason why my mother regretted developing the X-type neurotoxin.

If it falls into the hands of lawbreakers, it will become a sharp blade.

Ah Ping pursed her lips, and the word 'innocent' was written on her freckled face.

"We don't know that the boss is using blood spirits to harm people."

"Yes." Cuong chimed in again.

Fu Mochen pursed his lips and snorted coldly:

"Lies are repeated."

Qin Qi looked at the two of them coldly and sneered:

"You can probably guess, but you've automatically blocked a lot of things for the sake of profit."

"Actually, as long as you think about it, you will know that if these people are all serious about making money, where will they hand over such a good thing to you to make money?"

"If you're not mistaken, there's a confidentiality agreement in the contract you signed, right?"

Human nature.

Sometimes it's really ugly.

Ah Ping pursed her lips and muttered in a low voice:

"Who can't get along with themselves for money?"

The other party didn't eat oil and salt, and he was still arguing with strong words, Qin Qi's face turned completely cold:

"Two different things."

"You can keep making a fool of yourself for money, I don't agree with it, but I understand it."

"But it's disgusting that you're trying to stop me from going to her now."

After a few words, the two lowered their heads and did not dare to raise their heads again.

"Let's go, kid, let's go." Fu Mochen's eyes were gentle.