Is there another kind of blood in the wooden fish that is different from the blood of the unicorn?
Wu Xie was a little confused, "Could it be that you are Muyu's mother's natal family?"
The corners of Zhang Chuxun's mouth raised slightly, and he stretched out his left hand on the table, "Like another Kangbalo man named Dan, I have been prepared since birth to prevent accidents in the plan."
"The two-fingered mound on the left hand is our unwritten symbol. This is actually to imitate the Zhang family. After all, you need such fingers to open that place."
Wu Xie felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He could tell from Bai Ci's words that the other party meant that Muyu appeared beside him in the first place because of the so-called secret plan.
"Why should I believe you?" he said angrily.
Zhang Zhuoxun raised his eyebrows, and just as he was about to say something, there was a sudden knock on the door.
The lama stepped forward and opened the door, and a young man in a blue Tibetan robe walked in quickly. He came close to Zhang Zhuxun's ear and covered his mouth and whispered a few words, while keeping his eyes on Wu Xie.
Wu Xie couldn't hear what the blue-robed Tibetan said, but it was probably related to him. He also noticed that the Tibetan's left hand had two very long fingers, and he secretly guessed that this person might be the person Bai Ci mentioned.
Another chosen person, Dan from Kangbalo, had had a relationship with him before.
The two of them quickly finished communicating in Tibetan. Dan showed great respect for Bai Ci and stood by the side with his hands down.
Then he saw Zhang Zhuoxun's cold smile, and Wu Xie suddenly had a very bad premonition. He felt restless, and his desire to escape from this place became stronger.
"What you just asked is why you should believe me." Zhang Zhuxun's expression did not distinguish between joy and anger.
"You have no choice because I have found another Wu Xie who is exactly like you."
"What did you say?" Wu Xie was startled. He felt a serious threat from Bai Ci, and immediately stood up and took a few steps back to distance himself from her.
The words the two of them just said were testing each other, but now the balance has been broken, and his original advantage has disappeared, because the appearance of another "Wu Xie" made Bai Ci doubt his authenticity.
Wu Xie's forehead was involuntarily sweating, and his feet slowly moved back. The current situation was very unfavorable to him. He had to find a way to get out of here and contact the fat man outside.
However, before he could think of a suitable countermeasure to deal with the current difficult situation, he heard Zhang Zhuoxun's cold command: "Catch him!"
"Fuck!" Wu Xie cursed, kicked up the futon at his feet and threw it at the black figure rushing towards him, turned around and ran quickly towards the door.
Seeing that his hand had reached the door panel, his arm was suddenly hit by a heavy hammer. Wu Xie screamed. Before he had time to react, someone grabbed him from behind and pushed him to the ground in the next moment.
The arm that had been beaten just now was twisted, detached from its joints, and locked on the back.
Severe pain instantly spread throughout his body. Wu Xie turned pale from the pain and fainted several times.
The blue-robed Tibetan Dan's knees pressed mercilessly on his spine, and his chest, which was close to the ground, felt tight and painful, making him unable to breathe.
Wu Xie's eyes turned gray. When he exhaled, the dust blowing from the ground choked him and made him cough. He suspected that his lungs were about to burst.
He was now very, very sure that the grandson named Bai Ci was definitely not Muyu. Muyu could not just watch him being beaten into such a bad shape and remain indifferent.
Seeing Wu Xie fall to the ground, Zhang Zhuxun subconsciously stood up. Just as he was about to lift his feet, he immediately reacted. He was very upset. If he had known that he would have restrained Wu Xie when they met face to face.
He glared at Dan accusingly, "You are too cruel."
Dan also didn't expect that Wu Xie, the strategist and superior IQ mentioned by Zhang Zhuxun, would be so vulnerable. Even though he had only reduced a few percent of his strength, it was obvious that another "Wu Xie" could fight him.
Come and go.
He quickly lifted Wu Xie up, twisted his arms back, then took off Wu Xie's belt and tied his hands. He touched his waist and took off the big white dog legs tied under his clothes.
He sneaked up to Zhang Zhuxun.
Wu Xie glared at the two of them angrily, and Dan scratched his head in embarrassment, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to be so weak, so I hit you too hard, but don't worry, it was just a twist, your bones are fine."
Dan's Chinese sounded a bit hard to pronounce, but this did not prevent Wu Xie from being so angry that he almost vomited blood after hearing it.
Seeing that Wu Xie was fine, Zhang Zhuxun breathed a sigh of relief and asked Dan, "Where is the other Wu Xie?"
"Outside, uncles from the Kampot tribe are watching." Dan replied.
Zhang Zhuxun waved his hand and said, "Bring people in."
Dan went out and quickly brought in a tightly tied and disgraced "Wu Xie" and threw it on the ground.
Seeing another guy who looked exactly like him, Wu Xie was so angry that he almost burned himself to death. He yelled, "Who are you so damn? Why do you have to dress up like me!"
If he hadn't been tied up and in severe pain, he could have rushed over and strangled the two monsters to death.
Hearing the curses, Zhang Haike raised his eyelids lazily. When he saw Zhang Zhuxun, his eyes froze for a moment, and then he moved away as if nothing had happened. He turned his eyes to the other side of Wu Xie, who was blushing with anger, and said unhurriedly:
"We all have the same face. You are me and I am you. There is no difference. You don't need to be so extreme to me."
"It's not necessary? There's no need to fuck you! Damn it, if you were me, would you not be extreme? I will not only be extreme today, but I will also kill you!" The fire in Wu Xie's heart grew stronger and stronger, and he glared fiercely.
Looking at Zhang Haike, it was this grandson who suddenly appeared and caused him to receive a beating in vain.
Zhang Haike chuckled unintelligibly and shook his tied arms, "We are both under the control of others now. Besides, if you hadn't been too stupid to fall into the trap, I wouldn't have become like this."
As he spoke, he looked up at Zhang Zhuxun and asked doubtfully: "By the way, why do you keep your hair so long? It looks nothing like either of us."
Zhang Zhuxun came over and squatted in front of him, reached out and touched behind his ears, and then said, "Did I say I am Wu Xie?"
Zhang Haike looked confused, "What?"
"From the beginning, my existence was not to replace Wu Xie." Zhang Zhuxun chuckled, "Before Wu Xie, there were people with such a face."
Wu Xie was stunned for two seconds, "Who?"
Zhang Haike reacted faster than him, his face changed slightly, "You are Qi Yu!"
"Qi Yu?" Wu Xie struggled to get up from the ground. Damn it, Qi Yu hasn't turned into a forbidden woman yet!
Zhang Zhuxun snapped his fingers and said, "Congratulations, you got the wrong answer."