"Come again, come again."

"This little bit is not enough to fill the gap between your teeth, so continue."

"There's still half a bottle of wine, why are you so fussy about it?"

"Naoko Yuka, I told you to be generous when you go out to hang out. Don't you think it's too stingy for you to be so mean?"

Naoko Yuka was in a daze and her eyes were hazy.

She murmured: "I, I can't move anymore."

If you lick it once, you won’t be able to stand it for too many times.

The more you lick, the stronger the medicine becomes!

"What? Kuai doesn't move?" Zhao Chuanxin simply grabbed the spoon and picked up the wine glass: "It doesn't matter if Kuai doesn't move. Give it to me and I will feed you.

Ah, open your mouth."

At this time, Naoko Yuka was completely confused.

She opened her mouth obediently, and Zhao Chuanxin took a large spoonful and fed it to her to swallow.

After taking this spoonful, Naoko Yuka's body swayed...

Completely passed out.

Zhao Chuanxin put down his spoon and wine glass, and removed all the thick wine from the space.

"You still want to drug me?"

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the unconscious Naoko Yuxiang and sneered.

Kicking Naoko Yuka into the bed, Zhao Chuanxin got dressed and went out.

Just now, he was not as leisurely as he appeared.

After Naoko Yuka ran out, he quietly followed behind.

When he came to the contact person again, Zhao Chuanxin knocked on the door.

"Yuka? Come in!"

He was speaking in Japanese, and Zhao Chuanxin's Japanese level was 0.1, which was limited to Chibi Maruko-chan's "his aunt" and Lola Takizawa's "flax fall", and then there was what Mariko Takano shouted to Zhao Chuanxin when they parted.

"Four grams with soda".

But he pretended to understand and pushed the door open.

Everyone in the room was shocked when they saw it was Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin asked cheerfully: "What about that? Excuse me, do you still have that kind of thick red wine? I drank one bottle, but I didn't have enough!"

"..."

The man's body began to tremble, and his hands secretly moved somewhere.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand, and the insect silk scarf floated away.

When connecting, one's eyes are dazzled, one's hands are empty, and nothing is touched.

Zhao Chuanxin continued to ask: "Is there any anymore? Naoko Yuka said, you have that kind of sweet, thick red wine here, the kind that can pull strings when poured out, and you can also see a little dregs and powder, stir it in

It’s delicious when mixed together.”

"..."

Zhao Chuanxin simply stepped forward, pulled up a chair and sat on it.

The insect silk scarf rolled a Type 26 revolver into his hand.

"Eh? Isn't this a pistol? This thing is too dangerous. This kind of danger is not something you should bear at your age. It's better for me to hold it for you."

I thought that I would be happy for a long time after getting a heavy runner from a British guy. I have long been envious of this little Japanese runner.

The contact person was trembling with fear and wanted to get violent and hurt someone, but thinking about Zhao Chuanxin's past achievements and legends, he really couldn't muster the courage.

But just sitting like this is not an option.

He said in blunt Chinese: "I wonder, is there some misunderstanding?"

"Yes, there must be a misunderstanding. Tell me everything you know, and the misunderstanding should be resolved."

Zhao Chuanxin naturally doesn't know martial arts. His only advantage is his quick hands.

He took out the elf carving knife and stabbed it quickly.

The contact person didn't respond.

My eyes are blurry and my shoulders are in pain.

Zhao Chuanxin warned: "Don't move and don't shout, otherwise you will understand."

The connector really didn't dare to move. He gritted his teeth and sweat dropped heavily.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

This mouth is much tougher than that of the big guy from the US Marine Corps.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand and stabbed again.

"Well..."

The elf carving knife is so sharp that every time it is pierced, the person who is connected will feel pain later.

He groaned, suddenly stood up, and rushed towards Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin stood up, grabbed the back of the chair, and swung it from bottom to top.

He spared no effort, and the wooden chair cracked into pieces.

Everyone in the joint was bruised and bleeding, and they lay exhausted on the ground.

Zhao Chuanxin pulled the contacter up like a chicken, put him on the bed, and slapped his cheek: "Can you talk now?"

"I don't know!"

"Damn it, even if a person is dead, he still has a hard mouth. You don't want to say it, right?"

Zhao Chuanxin took the elf carving knife, but before the knife was fully drawn out, an inch of the finger clasp saw the edge.

After fixing the size, it fell like raindrops on the connector.

A moment full of holes.

He wanted to scream, but Zhao Chuanxin casually stuffed the rag used for cleaning pots in the space into his mouth.

He couldn't care less about the taste of pot water in his mouth. This man was in agony.

Zhao Chuanxin asked again: "To say it or not to say it?"

The other party nodded sharply.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the rag.

"We received news from a businessman saying that we might have seen you. After investigation, we found that Xuantian Sect was established with funding from Lugang Town. We will wait for you at the port and take the boat with you. There are three people in total, and I

There are two women."

When he heard about the businessman, Zhao Chuanxin asked: "What is that businessman's name?"

"Light toward the sea!"

Sure enough, you will have to pay it back sooner or later.

However, Zhao Chuanxin didn't take it seriously.

It's best not to cause trouble before discovering it. But if trouble arises, he is never afraid.

It’s just that next time he sees Zena Keith, he won’t avoid it and will insist on getting some interest back.

"Why should Chao Haiguang tell you?"

"He thinks it was you who stole food from Kobe Suzuki Trading Company. For this reason, he was investigated and demoted, so he holds a grudge."

Zhao Chuanxin breathed a sigh of relief as he didn't mention the bank.

Whether he has food or not is a trivial matter. As for those who hate him, there are too many to mention. There is no shortage of this one.

"Which cabin does the man named Wang who sold you the medicine live in?"

"The poop, the last cabin."

Nodding with satisfaction, Zhao Chuanxin asked: "Do you want to die or live?"

There is no doubt that the contact person's eyes show a strong desire to survive: "I want to live, I want to live."

"Well, go to hell."

A little bit of red stunt!

The contact person still had a look of shock on his face until he died.

When he secretly threw the man's body into the sea, he suddenly remembered something.
To be continued...