mad dragon son-in-law

Chapter 1236 The Birth of Erwuzi

At this time, Xiao Feng could see that it doesn't matter whether the tea art is exquisite or not if he came out of the "tea art master training class".

However, it is certain that he cannot recognize the situation clearly and cannot position himself correctly.

Let's talk about Wang Tingwei and Meng Keer, one of them has been poisoned, and their lives are out of their control.

The other is hors de combat and the outlook is dire.

But when these two people quarreled, they really acted like no one else was there, as if they only had room for each other and could not notice anything else.

To be honest, this more or less made Xiao Feng feel very embarrassed.

This is like the executioner with a big knife in his hand, who is serious and serious about beheading, but the two condemned prisoners kneeling in front of him have hippie smiles and don't take it seriously at all.

Is this okay?

"Who is your so-called master and where is it now?" Xiao Feng cut to the chase and said, "Either talk or die!"

Meng Ke'er glanced at Wang Tingwei, and said with a sneer, "Your words are really not convincing. If you are so cruel, how can the blood-spitting bitch behind you still survive to this day?"

"You still dare to scold!" Wang Tingwei became furious immediately, and took two steps forward aggressively, but was stared back by Xiao Feng.

"Not afraid of death, surely not afraid of physical and mental torture?" Xiao Feng asked with a smile, but the smile on the corner of his mouth made people feel shuddering.

Meng Ke'er snorted coldly: "If you have any tricks, just let the horse come!

Is it chili water, or a tiger stool, or a dozen strong men come to the battle first?
By the way, you can also use a needle to prick your fingers, and burn me with a red-hot soldering iron. I haven't experienced these things for a long time. "

After finishing speaking, there was a touch of nostalgia and faint expectation in his eyes!
Hearing this, Xiao Feng was a little surprised, did he encounter a masochist?

In the early years, he really encountered an organization formed by masochists.

The strength of the members in this organization is mediocre, the number is not many, but the reputation is extremely loud.

It is said that once there was a conflict with the most powerful gang in the area, this organization sent people to make trouble all day long, tried every means to get beaten, and finally was forced to disband by the gang.

It can be seen that the embodiment of combat power is often not limited to hard power...

At this moment, Wang Tingwei stepped forward, put her hand on Xiao Feng's shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "Come out with me."

Xiao Feng glanced at the back of the white hand on the shoulder, took out an anesthetic needle from his pocket, and pricked it on Meng Keer's body, then got up and followed Wang Tingwei towards the door.

"I've encountered a hard problem this time." Wang Tingwei said in a low voice, "I thought she was the same as me, but now it seems that she has a much higher status than me, and she is far from the master...cough.

The person you are looking for is also closer than me.

She should have received special anti-torture training. Ordinary means of torturing her are not very effective, and even make her feel very enjoyable.

I used to only hear that such people existed, but I didn't expect it to be true. "

Xiao Feng took advantage of the situation and asked, "What's the name of your organization?"

"No name." Wang Tingwei shook her head and said, "At least I haven't heard what it's called. You can continue to call it a tea art master training class according to your name."

"Be obedient, are you planning to turn against the water and become a second or fifth child?"

Wang Tingwei's forehead was immediately covered with black lines, and she gritted her teeth and said, "I just realized now that your routines are so deep!"

"Oh?" Xiao Feng asked with a half-smile, "How do you say that?"

"You are determined to attack Meng Ke'er. The purpose is to find the person who trained us, but another purpose still prevents me from getting off your boat." Wang Tingwei sneered and said:

"If my guess is right, then you will force me to betray you and threaten to let Meng Ke'er go.

At that time, the unknown forces behind Qi Guanghe and Pei Dengke will look for me, and after getting the news of my defection, the tea... training class will also send people to hunt me down.

I will become a street rat, everyone shouts and beats me, and I have no place to stay! "

This well-founded analysis and reasoning made Xiao Feng dumbfounded.

Sister, you really think too much, brother really didn't think so much!

However, this misunderstanding is beneficial to him, Xiao Feng naturally will not poke it.

Although even if it is punctured, there is a high probability that Wang Tingwei will mistake it for a routine...

"Maybe you won't believe it, or suspect in your heart that Meng Keer and I met some kind of signal or look." Wang Tingwei said with a serious face: "Anyway, no matter what, I have no way out.

I will tell you everything I know. As for whether you believe it or not, I have no choice. "

Speaking of this, Wang Tingwei's eyes showed deep helplessness.

Xiao Feng felt inexplicably wanting to laugh. To a certain extent, the effect he wanted had already been achieved, and it was much higher than expected.

Now I am afraid that no matter what I say, the other party will think that I am playing tricks, right?

"Is there any way you can get Meng Ke'er to tell the truth?" Xiao Feng asked.

Wang Tingwei smiled wryly and said, "If there is, I would have told you without you asking."

Xiao Feng thought for a while, then turned and walked back into the house.

Wang Tingwei followed behind, with a low eyebrow and a pleasing appearance, she had already transformed into a qualified second-five boy.

"You don't have to talk, I'll ask you a question.

Yes, just blink once; no, just blink twice.

Can you hear me clearly? "

Although the Jiedu Pill can greatly reduce the effect of the anesthesia injection, Xiao Feng still decided to carry out the fine tradition of thrift to the end.

After finishing speaking, Meng Ke'er closed his eyes.

then……

There was no sign of opening it anymore, and four large golden characters seemed to appear on the face: "Respect death as home!"

Xiao Feng turned around and looked at Wang Tingwei: "You are right, this is indeed a hard problem.

Do as I said now, and find a way to spread the news of Meng Ke'er's rebellion to the ears of your old shit master. "

Before Wang Tingwei could answer, she was lying on the ground. Meng Keer, who had her eyes closed, suddenly opened them.

Xiao Feng smiled lightly: "You think it's useless for me to do this, your master won't believe it, is that right?"

Meng Ke'er's thin lips twitched, and after trying several times but failed to speak, she had to blink her eyes.

"Hehe, I don't need to convince your master whether you are really a traitor or not.

People who can train you who are close to dead men often have the problem of excessive suspicion.

Therefore, even a little doubt will be infinitely magnified.

Now you can think about what will happen to you once the news of your rebellion reaches your master's ears. "

Hearing these words, Meng Ke'er's eyes suddenly felt like fire.

If the anger in his eyes could kill someone, Xiao Feng would have been dead by now!
But Xiao Feng seemed to be okay, and turned to Wang Tingwei and said, "Didn't you also follow that guy?

Let's think about what this Miss Meng will face then. "

(End of this chapter)