Reborn genius girl fortune teller

Chapter 1535 If you do not leave, I will not abandon (158)

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He stared at Long Zhutian with a look of waiting for death, and kept his mouth shut.

"Day by day, put him down and talk about it."

Yang Zimei couldn't be more experienced in extorting confessions.

Long Zhutian glanced at her and put Wen Ting down.

For those who tried to hurt Yang Zimei, he could not tolerate even the slightest bit.

With a slight movement of Yang Zimei's fingers, the evil spirit directly shot into this warm heart.

Generally speaking, the will of those who get into the head of her evil spirit will become weak, and she is easy to talk.

However, Wen Ting's situation is very different.

Although the sinister air also entered his forehead, but his lips were still stubbornly pursed. No matter what Yang Zimei asked, he didn't answer, but just stared at her.

"Okay, then I want to see how strong your pain tolerance is."

Yang Zimei's fingers poked at his pain point.

This greatly aggravated the pain in Wen Ting's whole body, as if being bitten by tens of thousands of snakes. After a long time of pain, he finally couldn't help it and let out a cry of "Ouch".

This cry, as if a needle had been lightly pricked on the balloon, instantly discouraged him.

This discouragement also intensified his pain, and finally started to howl like an ordinary person.

"Is it time to talk?"

Yang Zimei blinked her black pupils and stared at him, "Who asked you to kill me!"

"I don't know who the employer is, he just gave me $100 million to kill you."

Wen Ting grinned in pain, and looked at Yang Zimei begging for mercy, "I don't want this dollar anymore, I have no grievances with you, and I will never kill you again, please let me go."

"Ha ha!"

Yang Zimei chuckled, "You want to kill me because of the money, but now that I've caught you, but you can't provide me with any useful information, do you think I'll let you go?"

A look of despair appeared on Wen Ting's face.

He gave Long Zhutian a hard look.

He thought that without Long Zhutian by his side, it would be an easy thing for him to put the girl in front of him to death.

But he didn't know, even without Long Zhutian by his side.

It is also impossible for Yang Zimei to be moved by him.

It happened that Yang Zimei felt his murderous aura earlier than Long Zhutian.

However, she didn't move.

She wanted to leave a chance to protect her to Long Zhutian.

Long Zhutian didn't disappoint her either, he only felt murderous aura for half a second before she hugged her and dodged away.

When Long Zhutian hugged her to dodge, he wrapped himself with his whole body, even if he couldn't dodge the bullet, he would be injured, not himself.

Long Zhutian stared at Wen Ting even more sharply, his pupils turned dark red with blood, like a sharp sword, piercing directly through the heart.

A chill ran down Wen Ting's back, and he shivered slightly.

Yang Zimei also knew that it was impossible for the black hand behind that to be so stupid as to let the killer know his identity.

Therefore, she and Long Zhutian did not force Wen Ting to confess again.

Of course, she didn't want to let him go.

For this kind of person who harvests other people's lives for money, staying in this world is also a disaster.

It's not a last resort, she doesn't want to kill with her own hands, and she doesn't want Long Zhutian to kill.

She cast a spell on Wen Ting.

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(End of this chapter)