Qi Wenli yelled like a madman: "How could you be so powerful?"
"Have you already touched the witchcraft doll? How could it have no effect?"
"Who said I touched a witch doll?"
Chen Feng's words seemed to have pressed the pause button, and Qi Wenli just stood there blankly.
"How could you not have touched the witchcraft doll? I obviously watched it with my own eyes as you took it out of my pocket."
Qi Wenli shook his head, not believing what Chen Feng said at all.
In his eyes, Chen Feng just touched the witchcraft doll, but for some reason, he was not affected at all.
"What on earth did you do?"
Qi Wenli shouted, his forehead covered with dense beads of sweat.
He almost regretted it to death now. If he had known that Chen Feng had touched the witchcraft doll, if it hadn't happened so quickly, there would have been nothing he could have done to expose it.
Unfortunately, it's too late to say anything now.
Because of his self-confidence, he put himself in a dilemma.
"Why should I tell you?"
Chen Feng looked at Qi Wenli and used force on his hands.
Why does Qi Wenli want to die?
If he wanted to die, he would not have surrendered before.
"Chen Feng, Chen Feng, I know I was wrong." Qi Wenli shouted: "It was my fault before, and I promise I will never do it again."
"I know you don't believe me, but I can make an oath to heaven and earth."
"Please, give me a chance, I promise I will never do it again."
"Besides, there are so many things in here. As long as I'm here, I promise to tell you the uses of those things verbatim."
...
Qi Wenli begged humbly, hoping that Chen Feng could spare his life for the sake of these things.
Chen Feng looked at the old face that looked like a chrysanthemum and felt sick for a while.
He was a little curious, why did the Qi family produce such a thing?
But yes, no matter how powerful a family is, there is no way to prevent the birth of scum.
"Chen Feng, please, let me go."
Qi Wenli kept begging, but in his heart he was thinking about how to kill Chen Feng.
There are still many things here. As long as Chen Feng is willing to let him go, there will always be a way to solve him.
Seeing the glint in Qi Wenli's eyes, Chen Feng knew that he didn't have any good ideas.
Qi Wenli was talking when he suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his mind.
Before he could speak, blood kept coming out of his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.
"Chen Feng, you did...what did you do!"
Qi Wenli shouted, looking like he wanted to kill Chen Feng.
Chen Feng looked at his appearance and could only stop helplessly: "It really doesn't work."
He felt a little regretful. He had just been thinking about whether he could use the soul control technique to get something out of Qi Wenli's mind.
It's just a pity that Qi Wenli is not weak in strength, and his mental strength is about the same.
As soon as he invaded, he was met with resistance. He tried to invade by force, but almost everyone was killed.
"If a person dies or is knocked unconscious, can we still get the things in his mind?" Chen Feng murmured, but the words he said made Qi Wenli shudder.
"Chen Feng, as long as you let me go, I will work as a horse for you!"
Qi Wenli's voice was full of fear. He didn't want to die yet, he wanted to live!