Hell licked the corners of his mouth that were stained with blood.
Want to kill him?
Not that easy!
Although Shen Mingyue has rough skin and thick flesh, she is still a mortal body after all, and no matter how thick the skin is, it will eventually break.
Hell held the knife in his right hand, and a small needle box appeared in his left hand.
After pressing the button, a row of slender silver needles flew out immediately. Under the sunlight, the ends of the silver needles glowed green.
The small needle box was given to him by Qiao Simu for self-defense.
She always disliked that he only liked hand-to-hand combat. Although he had so many hot weapons, he always liked to hold a dagger.
But knowing that he didn't like guns and that he liked to use poison, I specially built a needle box for him.
hell calculated Shen Mingyue's next movements based on Shen Mingyue's movement just now, and the silver needles quickly dispersed towards her accordingly.
As long as the silver needle sinks into her open wound, even if she does not die, the poisons will destroy the balance of various poisons in her body, thereby destroying the magical power brought about by the fusion of these poisons.
However, just when Shen Mingyue was about to face those silver needles, the "retreat" command from Gu Yaran came to her ears.
After hearing the instruction, Shen Mingyue turned around and left without any hesitation, and the silver needle finally fell to the ground.
Hell looked at the silver needles scattered on the ground, pursed his lips tightly, squatted down, and picked up the silver needles one by one back into the small needle box.
These were all given to him by Sister Mu. They are very, very important and cannot be lost.
At this time, he seemed to have completely forgotten that he had any injuries on his body. He forgot that his thighs and calves had been scratched several times, and the wounds were not shallow.
This time he squatted down and pressed against the wound, the blood flowed faster. The huge pain made his abnormal face become paler, and the blood on his lips was slowly losing color.
But he acted as if he didn't feel it. At this moment, his mind was filled with the silver needle Qiao Simu gave him.
Don't throw away one strand, don't throw away one strand.
After picking up the silver needle, he wiped it carefully with a clean area of his own clothes.
It wasn't until the last silver needle was put into the box, and he counted it twice carefully to make sure that not a single silver needle was missing, that he smiled as innocently as a child.
Finally, with all the scars on his body, Hell dragged his legs that were so injured that it was difficult to even walk upright, and slowly, slowly left.
He wanted to be near Sister Mu, and he wanted to protect her well.
No one can hurt her.
No one can!
…
Gu Yaran looked at the wounds on Shen Mingyue who had been summoned back, and her eyes were filled with rage.
"Boss, this is the fluctuation of various body data when No. 7 fought with Hall Master Hell."
After Gu Yaran read the data fluctuations above, her eyebrows knitted together, and then she looked at Shen Mingyue, who was obviously injured but still standing like a log, with a bit of disgust in her eyes.
"If everything else hadn't failed, I wouldn't have considered using this delicate lady as a test subject." Gu Yaran snorted heavily.
According to the data, Shen Mingyue was slow to strike several times because her body instinctively felt pain. Because her sensitivity to pain once overwhelmed the numbed nerves, it still caused her to feel pain and made her subconscious
My actions have slowed down a bit, and I am not so easy to let go.
Gu Yaran threw the data file aside with a cold face and ordered: "Completely destroy her pain nerves!"
As long as she can no longer feel pain and masters the fighting and killing skills, Hell will no longer be her opponent! Over the years, Hell has always opposed him for Qiao Simu's sake, and she has remembered them one by one! Wait for that time
, which is the day of his death!
…
On the other side, Qiao Simu, who was having a banquet with Fu Zhuochen and An Xin, had no idea about Gu Yaran and Hell. After scolding Song Haoyu, he continued to show affection to Fu Zhuochen while eating.
It was obvious that the two people present could not eat much at all.
Eat dog food and you’ll be full!
After dinner, Fu Zhuochen was about to take Qiao Simu home. After getting in the car, Qiao Simu said to him: "Let's go to Yating International."
Fu Zhuochen looked at her doubtfully.
Qiao Simu explained: "I put a little something on Song Haoyu's body, which is equivalent to a monitor. However, this is not the same as a monitor. If you want to convert what is monitored
In order to make the content we can understand, some special equipment is needed.”
Fu Zhuochen's eyes brightened slightly: "Are you inviting me to stay at your home?"
Qiao Simu was stunned for a moment.
He was obviously talking about business, how could this person think of these aspects?
Qiao Simu rolled her eyes, and then pretended to be serious and said: "Although my house is not as big as the Fu family, I can still arrange a guest room for Mr. Fu."
"There's no need to trouble Madam to tidy up again. I don't mind sharing the same bed with you." Fu Zhuochen said confidently.
Qiao Simupi smiled but said: "Haha."
I stopped paying attention to this person whose mind was full of yellow paint and turned to look out the window.
At this time, I happened to pass by the alley behind the restaurant. I vaguely saw a pool of blood at the corner of the alley, and a red slap mark on the wall. However, the car was going too fast and passed by in a flash. Qiao Simu did not see it clearly.
Just when I was about to take another look, my phone rang.
Somewhat unexpectedly, it was Shen Qingfeng's call.
Qiao Simu looked at the time: "At this time, shouldn't Mr. Shen be in a meeting to discuss key development projects for the next quarter?"
Shen Qingfeng asked back: "Since Director Qiao knows that today's meeting of the company is very important, what about you?"
"It's enough to have Ma Zhang here, I'm busy."
Shen Qingfeng snorted: "I guess you are busy dating Fu Zhuochen, right?"
She met several executives from Yiyu Entertainment when she was in the restaurant today. They were also going to attend this afternoon's meeting. It was not surprising that Shen Qingfeng knew about it.
Qiao Simu didn't feel guilty at all after this revelation, and said confidently: "This is a very important matter. Fu Zhuochen and I have a good relationship. To a certain extent, it is also a way to promote the relationship between the two companies."
Shen Qingfeng: "..."
When I talked to Shen Qingfeng, I didn't feel guilty at all, but when I noticed the look in the eyes of someone next to me, I turned around silently with a guilty conscience and looked out the window again.
"What's the matter with you?" Qiao Simu asked impatiently.
"Do you know where Shen Mingyue went?" Shen Qingfeng asked.
A look of seriousness quickly flashed across Qiao Simu's face, and then he showed a lazy attitude: "Why do you care so much about her? Don't you have a normal relationship with her family?"
Shen Qingfeng was also a little impatient: "You tell me, why are you asking so many questions?"
He didn't want to care about Shen Mingyue's life and death, but he had no choice. Qingyue kept begging him to ask, and even kept calling and sending him messages even though he knew he was in a meeting. He was really tortured, so he had to pull him out.