Living with the Teacher: The Merry Student

"That's right! You can think so! I just want to make a deal with Mr. Zhuo!" Dow Jones nodded lightly.

"Deal? What deal do you want?" Zhuo Yifan asked coldly, frowning.

Dow Jones chuckled and said, "Let me introduce myself. I am the patriarch of the bl bloodthirsty clan. You can call me Dow Jones. The deal I want to make with Mr. Zhuo is very simple, that is, one person for another!"

"One person for another?" Zhuo Yifan asked back with narrowed eyes.

"That's right! You are the exchange for that beautiful lady! I think Mr. Zhuo should be willing to do this, right?" Dow Jones asked with a chuckle.

"You really want to make a wrong calculation! If you were me, would you do this? I value my own life very much, how could I agree to your terms? Although that friend is very important to me, nothing compares to it." Your own life is more important! If you want to trade her for my life, I think you can spare it!" Zhuo Yifan sneered and said coldly.

"So, Mr. Zhuo really doesn't care about the safety of that young lady?" Dow Jones asked coldly, his face darkening.

"No! I don't care. The purpose of my coming today is to bring her back. But I don't even have my own life, so there is no point in saving her! If you dare to kill her, then I can at least get rid of her." Avenge her without any worries! Isn't that good?" Zhuo Yifan said with a smile.

"You..." Dow Jones didn't expect Zhuo Yifan to be so indifferent.Could it be that the woman captured by Socrates was just a dispensable role to Zhuo Yifan?That's too much of a failure, right?

"Mr. Zhuo, there are some things you can't talk nonsense. Since you don't care about that lady, let me do it for you and kill her for you? How about it?" Dow Jones sneered frivolously with his heart moving.

"It's up to you whether you want to kill me or not. But I'll just give you one sentence. If anything happens to her, I promise to make your blood race disappear from BL completely! Don't doubt what I say, I always keep my word!" Zhuo Yifan didn't care Said lightly.

"Really?" Dow Jones asked, narrowing his eyes.

"Is it true, you can make your own choice! Don't you know when the time comes?" Zhuo Yifan sneered.

"I really don't believe it! Since Mr. Zhuo doesn't care about that lady's life or death, then I don't have any worries! It just so happens that my son's serious injury needs fresh human blood. And that lady is still a cultivator, and the nutrients in the blood It is several times higher than ordinary people, and it is absolutely beneficial to his injuries. I will have someone tie her up in front of my son and let him suck blood to heal his injuries!" Dow Jones narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

"You'd better think about it! Otherwise, I guarantee that your son will drink my friend's blood, but it's impossible to wait until the day he recovers!" Zhuo Yifan's face darkened; he said coldly.He could pretend to be indifferent, but if something happened to Wisteria, he would definitely not be calm.

"It seems that Mr. Zhuo was joking with me before!" Dow Jones showed a sneer on his face, and then said: "Since Mr. Zhuo doesn't want my son to suck your friend's blood, what about my son's injury? Someone has to suck blood for him? How about Mr. Zhuo instead of that lady? I think Mr. Zhuo’s blood should be more nutritious than that lady’s, right?"