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Published at 3rd of December 2021 08:49:55 AM


Chapter 347: 347

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The mute body began to tremble slightly.

He was not afraid of the things Feng Xuelan said, but of the person who knew them.

In this world, only the once alpha, that woman can make the mute feel unforgettable fear.

Now he looked at the wind and snow, and the knife wound in his throat hurt.

"If you want to save that woman, you have to let me go." the mute made a voice and stared at Feng Xuelan. "You can go with me to get the antidote."

Feng Xuelan stood up, smiled coldly at the mute, raised his hand to pull his hair and bumped his head against the iron table.

The mute raised his head again, his face covered with blood.

"Dumb, don't think wrong. Your life is worthless, and you're not qualified to tell me conditions." Feng Xuelan said coldly, "The antidote is in the hands of others. Fu jiuzhong was brought back by me, and you didn't get the money. You're lucky to be caught here. But the rest of them have to consider the consequences of mission failure. Will they sit and wait to die? No. they can't afford to wait. So even if we don't do anything, they'll come to the door."

The mute's eyes showed more panic. The woman in front of him knew the rules of their actions so well!

In their organization, mission failure is absolutely not allowed! Especially, this mission is very important!

Seeing the panic in the mute's eyes, Feng Xuelan smiled colder.

"As for Chris, even if you don't say it, I can still know the answer in the future. Therefore, you are a useless thing to us."

The mute body shook violently, but he still pretended to be calm and asked Feng Xuelan, "then... Why did you come to see me?"

"Hum!" Feng Xuelan snorted coldly, reached out and grabbed his hair again, and said in a frightening voice, "do you think I should spare you by designing a trap to let Chris and them die in front of me?"

After saying this, Feng Xuelan pulled his hair hard, made him raise his head, and then pinched his chin, so that he couldn't shut up. Then he freed another hand, put it into his mouth, and forcibly pulled out his tongue.

Feng Xuelan pulled his tongue with one hand, held his chin with the other hand, and then gave him a terrible smile.

Dumb eyes suddenly opened wide. He knew what the woman was going to do!

Now as long as she jerks up his chin, his own teeth will bite off his tongue!

It's worse than cutting your tongue with a knife!

The mute struggled desperately in panic, but it didn't help at all.

Feng Xuelan's fingernails were almost pulled into his mute tongue. He pulled them so hard that he became more and more afraid.

"Anyway, it's useless. Let me have a good time." Feng Xuelan whispered, "dumb, guess how many times you have to bite your tongue?"

Hearing this, the mute was more like a crazy struggle. He looked at Zong Mingzhe, who had been standing behind the wind and snow. When he saw the man frowning, the mute tried his best to make a voice, as if he were asking Zong Mingzhe for help.

Zong Mingzhe knew that the wind and snow Lan was scaring this guy. Seeing that the fire was enough, Zong Mingzhe came to pull the wind and snow LAN away.

Thanks to his gift, the mute tongue retracted back into his mouth. He coughed and retched, and the blood and tears on his face mixed together.

Zong Mingzhe felt disgusted at his appearance and asked him coldly, "mute, I'll give you another chance to speak. If you are stubborn and refuse to say what you should say, your tongue will be useless to us."

The mute still retched, but tried to make a voice and said to Zong Mingzhe, "the antidote... Is in the hands of the woman's brother..."

Feng Xuelan and Zong Mingzhe looked at each other and were surprised.

They no longer delay here, close the iron gate, leave this gloomy and terrible place and go out to find he Yaoshi.

"The woman's brother?" he Yaoshi was also surprised.

From what happened to now, they all thought that the woman was only implicated because she had a relationship with Fu jiuzhong. They didn't even investigate the woman's identity in detail!

Who is her brother? Is it related to tomorrow's day? Why is the antidote in his hand?

All this needs to be investigated again. He Yaoshi and Zong Mingzhe are busy immediately.

They were busy. Feng Xuelan found the old water room and kept washing his hands here.

She was disgusted when she grabbed the mute's tongue just now. Cutting her throat and losing her voice by alpha should be the biggest fear in the mute's heart, so the tongue should be his biggest weakness. Feng Xuelan knew that seizing this weakness could defeat the defense line in his heart, so she had to do so.

"Xuelan, are you okay?"

Zong Mingzhe's voice sounded behind her. Feng Xuelan turned off the tap and turned to Zong Mingzhe with a proud smile, "how about? I'm powerful!"

Zong Mingzhe stepped over, patted her head gently and whispered, "don't force yourself so hard in the future."

Zong Mingzhe saw that Feng Xuelan pretended to be "cruel and ferocious", but in fact, such action made her feel uncomfortable.

The smile on Feng Xuelan's face suddenly disappeared. She sighed gently, leaned against Zong Mingzhe's shoulder and whispered in his ear, "I'm different from before. I didn't care about these things at all. Mingzhe, do you think I'm getting weaker?"

"Fool." Zong Mingzhe hugged her, gently stroked her back and told her, "ruthlessness is not strong, but it's easier to do it. It's really strong to be able to face and deal with your feelings."

Feng Xuelan thought about it and found that it was easier when he didn't consider "feelings", but no matter how depressed he was, he couldn't turn himself into a robot without feelings.

Now, she is facing all kinds of feelings little by little. Difficult is very difficult, but it makes her live more clearly.

Maybe Zong Mingzhe is right. If she can really face all kinds of feelings in her heart with confidence in the future, she should really not be afraid of anything.

In this way, Feng Xuelan's mood suddenly brightened.

The two left the water room and went to the office. Feng Xuelan asked curiously, "Mingzhe, when you run out of this mute, can you give him to me?"

"No," Zong Mingzhe said firmly, "the man's tongue is growing in his mouth. Don't try to get it out."

Feng Xuelan pouted and snorted, very unhappy.

Zong Mingzhe raised his eyebrows and asked, "you cut his throat. Why do you want his tongue? What did he say to make you hate him so much?"





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