"Because some poisons are mutually reinforcing, targeting one of them can lead to more serious consequences.

Even if the ingredients are isolated and analyzed, they must be carefully and rigorously debated, and little by little experiments, before they can be used in the human body. ”

Philip naturally understood the reason, and did not criticize the efficiency of the temple: "In addition to not being able to stop the bleeding, is there any other effect?"

Monica shook her head, her face solemn: "The other poisonous effects are simply certain, and at present, it seems that it cannot stop the bleeding but is the simplest of them, otherwise it would not make the poison so complicated."

It's just that I can't see the specific effect yet, and we still need to observe systematically. ”

Philip's fists were clenched, the wound on his neck was bleeding faster because of the excitement, and in the blink of an eye, the gauze that had just been wrapped was soaked, revealing a hint of blue and red.

The corners of Monica's mouth pursed, and she ordered Philip to stay in bed, and she was also going to change the dressing for Yun'er.

Philip had no choice but to walk mechanically to the door, just a few meters away, looked back a few times, and his eyes were always fixed on the somewhat slender figure on the bed.

As soon as he came downstairs to the living room, he saw Chand walk in and said in a deep voice, "Paul has found it." ”

Paul had a dream in which he was called to a bar in the city by his twin brother Jones.

The bar is not far from the Green Tree Vine Academy, only three blocks away, and because it is still daytime, there are almost no customers, except for a bartender in his 60s sitting at the bar, leaning against a pillar and dozing off.

"Still mad at me?" Jones asked with a laugh.

Paul lowered his head and did not make a sound, and only looked at his brother for a long time and said, "Just say something, I still have a task hanging on my body, and I can't leave for too long." ”

Jones raised his hand and snapped his fingers, waking up the bartender and asking for two beers: "This is Gaokan City, what is there to worry about." It's rare that I have a break today, and I remember that I haven't drunk with you for a long time, so I came to look for you.

By the way, to explain what happened before, at least there should be no quarrel between our brothers because of outsiders. ”

At this time, the bartender served a beer, as well as a few roasted nuts and dried fish, which was considered a side dish.

Paul hesitated for a moment and did not refuse, took a shallow sip, and then looked straight at the other side, waiting for his brother's explanation.

This matter has been pressed in his heart for more than half a year, and he thought it would pass in such a blur, but he didn't expect to be broken by his brother today.

Jones didn't explain immediately, but talked about his recent situation, as well as a few interesting things inside the Wild Lion Division, until he saw that Paul was a little impatient, and then he said: "You did the explosion on the outskirts of the imperial capital a year ago, right?"

Paul only felt a thunderclap in his heart, making him speechless, and could only stare at his brother, his eyes revealing dazed and shocked.

Neither in view of the special nature of the brothers' work nor the current awkward relationship between them, there was no reason for Jones to ask such a straightforward question, not to mention Brad's secret order, which should have been a tacit secret and should not have been mentioned.

Paul slapped the table angrily and wanted to leave.

However, he found that his arms were limp, and his legs, which had been strong in the past, did not carry out his orders, and still sat there slumped, only shaking slightly.

Paul knew something was wrong, but before he could figure out how his brother could openly drug himself, he subconsciously glanced at the beer on the table.

He wanted to question why the other party did this, but the words that came out of his mouth did not even come out of his mind: "It's me." ”

Jones's expression changed, he stared at Paul viciously, and asked coldly, "Did that kid Philip make you do this?"

Paul felt his heart beat so fast that he was about to jump out of his throat, and he knew that he had planted this colorless and odorless potion with the effect of spitting out truth that he had used more than once in the past thirty years, and even every time he was amazed by the powerful effect, which now seemed to be a complete irony.

No matter what the subject of the question wants to say, he will eventually succumb to the domineering effect of the drug and tell the deepest secret in his heart.

And the reason why Jones refused to get to the point just now was that he was waiting for the potion to work.

The only thing that can be countered is the strong will in the heart.

He closed his lips tightly, refusing to utter a single voice, but his increasingly drowsy mind allowed him to utter a word that was almost faintly inaudible: "Yes." ”

Sure enough, the expression on Jones's face on the other side became more and more hideous, and he asked loudly, "Brad is also involved?"

At this moment, Paul had little sanity left, and finally realized that the familiar figure opposite him was definitely not his brother.

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he bit his tongue hard, almost breaking it with such force that it filled his mouth.

He gritted his teeth and asked, "Pretender?"

The 'Jones' on the other side laughed, and no longer pretended, but showed a feminine appearance between his gestures, which made Paul look very uncomfortable.

"It seems that my guess is correct, I just asked you to verify it today.

It's ridiculous that you still don't know what you've done, just a casual command, just a whim to ruin someone else's family.

In that case, then you go on the road with doubts, and that damn Philip.

I will make you cold-blooded executioners feel the pain of losing loved ones, one by one. ”

Such righteous and awe-inspiring words came out of the mouth of a person who made killing people a profession, and it seemed a little weird.

But the 'Jones' on the other side did not realize it, but looked at Paul with hatred, drank the beer on the table in one gulp, and stood up.

Paul sighed that he had finally been discovered.

But when he heard Philip's name, he was in a hurry, and he fell down from his chair and crawled towards the door.

'Jones' could not have allowed him to easily grab the tall Paul in his hands and take him to the back of the bar.

Only then did Paul realize that there was not a single bottle of wine behind the bar, and instead there were two dozen black jars.

Judging by the few traces leaking from the sealed leather paper, it was full of strong fire oil.

'Jones' took the wire rope that the bartender had handed him, and tied Paul firmly to the post, even shoved a few corks in his mouth, and tied them with duct tape.

He finally slapped Paul in the face a few times, leaned into his ear and said, "Now it's your turn to taste the flames for yourself."

I've got it for you, so enjoy it. ”

With that, Jones lit a rope and walked out.

Just before going out, he suddenly turned around again and said, "By the way, I forgot to tell you, don't worry about being lonely on the road, your mother and wife will accompany you."

As for your beautiful daughter, I'll take good care of her for you, hahahaha. ”

After saying that, he disappeared outside the door.

And the bartender never said a word, but staggered his right leg to turn off all the lights and locked the door of the bar from the outside, as naturally as he had done every day for five years, without a single flaw.

The sneering sound and the flickering light of the fire burned to the end at an unhurried pace, no more than two minutes at the latest, but it was enough for the two men to walk far away.

Jones' last words made Paul fall into an ice cellar, and even his pupils trembled in horror.

He struggled frantically on the pillar, the special rope tightened, and the skin of his arms and thighs was fleshy, and the red wet marks spread across his clothes, getting bigger and bigger.

The gagged mouth emitted the whimper of the beast before it died.

But at this moment, the medicinal power on his body was thick, and even with the powerful physique of his third-level awakened person, he still couldn't move.

Until he was tied to a post, Paul had no regrets, and from the first day he became a Lion guard, he was ready to sacrifice.

It's just that I'm annoyed that I didn't have the opportunity to see my beautiful wife again, and kiss my daughter's cute little face again.