Chapter three hundred and eighty sixth blackmail
Meng Lang explained everything in great detail, almost revealing his family background. He only asked the two of them to let him go and not punish him anymore. He was already miserable enough.
After hearing this, Qu Susu was still furious and kicked Meng Lang several times before stopping.
Meng Lang couldn't move his limbs, so he could only scream in pain and beg for mercy.
In the end, he couldn't bear the humiliation anymore, so he tilted his head and pretended to faint, but his slightly twitching face still revealed his inner thoughts.
Qu Susu took a breath, glanced at Lin Qi and said: "This person is also a disciple of the Hundred Sects. He has already been punished. How about leaving it to Manager Tang?"
This guy is good at using poison, and he doesn't look like a good person at first glance. Qu Susu's opinion of Meng Lang has dropped to the lowest point, so she couldn't help but want to kick Meng Lang more. What she despises the most are warriors who use poison.
Lin Qi did not speak immediately, but squatted down and said with a smile on his face: "Wouldn't it be a bit advantageous to hand him over to Manager Tang directly?
Qu Susu was slightly dazed. If she didn't leave it to Tang, what else could she do?
Meng Lang, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, could not help but feel his eyebrows jump when he heard Lin Qi's gloomy voice, and his heart was filled with worry.
Judging from the names of the two people, the female warrior with a better figure was named Qu Susu, and the warrior who was so cruel that he directly twisted his limbs was named Lin Qi.
Meng Lang had seen Lin Qi's cruel methods just now, and his men showed no mercy at all. They relied on their powerful telekinesis skills to catch him off guard.
He had previously regarded Lin Qi as an ordinary outer disciple, but just now he didn't trust him. Thinking about it, he felt extremely regretful.
If Meng Lang had it to do over again, the poison he would use would definitely not be the kind that could just make Lin Qi unconscious.
When Qu Susu heard that Lin Qi had other methods, a hint of curiosity flashed in her eyes, and she asked: "Besides leaving it to Manager Tang, is there any other way?"
"Look!" Lin Qi smiled faintly and turned around to say to Qu Susu.
Then Lin Qi put his hands on Meng Lang's legs, shook him from side to side a few times, and said fiercely: "Don't lie on the ground and pretend to be dead. Do you think I don't know?"
Although he did not use any spiritual energy, the injury Meng Lang had suffered before was affected, and a heartbreaking pain struck Meng Lang's mind, almost causing Meng Lang to faint.
But Meng Lang still held back and ignored Lin Qi.
When Lin Qi saw that Meng Lang was still pretending to be dead, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he slapped Meng Lang directly on the thigh. You could even hear the sound of bones shifting. It was obvious that Lin Qi was a little angry this time.
"Ah!" Meng Lang opened his mouth fiercely, and then his eyes widened, his white eyelids rolled up, and a scream came from his mouth, which seemed a bit harsh in the dense forest.
Meng Lang knew that he could no longer pretend, so he opened his eyes, his face turned pale, and looking at the smile on Lin Qi's face, he quipped: "You... uncle, what do you want to do?"
Qu Susu on the side was also startled by Lin Qi's sudden violence, but when Lin Qi saw Meng Lang wake up, there was still a cold look on the corner of Lin Qi's mouth.
Although the thorn flower has been cured, it has no impact on my sect's mission.
In fact, I have almost given up on this small matter and am not ready to look for the Canglang Mountain disciple again.
But it was a good thing that Meng Lang fell into his own hands tonight and caught himself a trick. Lin Qi naturally would not miss this opportunity.
Lin Qi was not a saint. This guy had harmed his own interests, so he would naturally have to pay a certain price. Even though Lin Qi had lost his temper just now, he still had to seek financial compensation.
Blackmail is obviously a very useful method.
After hearing this, Qu Susu was still furious and kicked Meng Lang several times before stopping.
Meng Lang couldn't move his limbs, so he could only scream in pain and beg for mercy.
In the end, he couldn't bear the humiliation anymore, so he tilted his head and pretended to faint, but his slightly twitching face still revealed his inner thoughts.
Qu Susu took a breath, glanced at Lin Qi and said: "This person is also a disciple of the Hundred Sects. He has already been punished. How about leaving it to Manager Tang?"
This guy is good at using poison, and he doesn't look like a good person at first glance. Qu Susu's opinion of Meng Lang has dropped to the lowest point, so she couldn't help but want to kick Meng Lang more. What she despises the most are warriors who use poison.
Lin Qi did not speak immediately, but squatted down and said with a smile on his face: "Wouldn't it be a bit advantageous to hand him over to Manager Tang directly?
Qu Susu was slightly dazed. If she didn't leave it to Tang, what else could she do?
Meng Lang, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, could not help but feel his eyebrows jump when he heard Lin Qi's gloomy voice, and his heart was filled with worry.
Judging from the names of the two people, the female warrior with a better figure was named Qu Susu, and the warrior who was so cruel that he directly twisted his limbs was named Lin Qi.
Meng Lang had seen Lin Qi's cruel methods just now, and his men showed no mercy at all. They relied on their powerful telekinesis skills to catch him off guard.
He had previously regarded Lin Qi as an ordinary outer disciple, but just now he didn't trust him. Thinking about it, he felt extremely regretful.
If Meng Lang had it to do over again, the poison he would use would definitely not be the kind that could just make Lin Qi unconscious.
When Qu Susu heard that Lin Qi had other methods, a hint of curiosity flashed in her eyes, and she asked: "Besides leaving it to Manager Tang, is there any other way?"
"Look!" Lin Qi smiled faintly and turned around to say to Qu Susu.
Then Lin Qi put his hands on Meng Lang's legs, shook him from side to side a few times, and said fiercely: "Don't lie on the ground and pretend to be dead. Do you think I don't know?"
Although he did not use any spiritual energy, the injury Meng Lang had suffered before was affected, and a heartbreaking pain struck Meng Lang's mind, almost causing Meng Lang to faint.
But Meng Lang still held back and ignored Lin Qi.
When Lin Qi saw that Meng Lang was still pretending to be dead, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he slapped Meng Lang directly on the thigh. You could even hear the sound of bones shifting. It was obvious that Lin Qi was a little angry this time.
"Ah!" Meng Lang opened his mouth fiercely, and then his eyes widened, his white eyelids rolled up, and a scream came from his mouth, which seemed a bit harsh in the dense forest.
Meng Lang knew that he could no longer pretend, so he opened his eyes, his face turned pale, and looking at the smile on Lin Qi's face, he quipped: "You... uncle, what do you want to do?"
Qu Susu on the side was also startled by Lin Qi's sudden violence, but when Lin Qi saw Meng Lang wake up, there was still a cold look on the corner of Lin Qi's mouth.
Although the thorn flower has been cured, it has no impact on my sect's mission.
In fact, I have almost given up on this small matter and am not ready to look for the Canglang Mountain disciple again.
But it was a good thing that Meng Lang fell into his own hands tonight and caught himself a trick. Lin Qi naturally would not miss this opportunity.
Lin Qi was not a saint. This guy had harmed his own interests, so he would naturally have to pay a certain price. Even though Lin Qi had lost his temper just now, he still had to seek financial compensation.
Chapter completed!