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Chapter 1815 You, you injected me with what?

    

ashing, the blush on her cheeks hadn't faded yet, a bright red like a sweet apple, making Fu Mochen's dark eyes darken slightly.He threw the box in his hand to her.Lin Jinran's vision went dark, and s...Chapter 1815: You, you injected me with what

It's better to take a gamble. As long as he grabs one person and threatens them, won't those people be afraid

Thinking of this possibility, Zhang Tiezhu sat up, crossed his legs, and took out the wire to study the keyhole 。

Before, there was someone in the organization who was skilled at lockpicking. Zhang Tiezhu, having nothing to do during his free time, also learned a hand from him. For relatively simple locks, he could almost do it with ease. As long as he had a wire, opening them was completely effortless. 。With almost no effort, he unclasped the shackles on his ankles and then loosely buckled them back on. He put away the wire in his hands and shouted, "Oh, oh, my stomach hurts, oh, oh, it hurts so much, am I going to die" 。"After a while, the door was pushed open and someone stood at the doorway, scolding him, “What are you shouting for” 。"

Zhang Tiezhu covered his stomach, trembling lips, weakly said, "Big brother, I, I just suddenly have a stomachache, is it something I ate" 。"That's not because there is a bucket, pain just pulls 。"No, it's not this kind of pain," the man said disdainfully,

"I can't handle it, I can't." 。As he spoke, Zhang Tiezhu's eyes rolled back in his head, and he slumped onto the bed, lifeless. 。The man guarding the door saw this and hurried inside, afraid that Zhang Tiezhu was really in trouble. He pushed Zhang Tiezhu, "Wake up, wake up" 。Zhang Tiezhu remained unresponsive. 。The man hurried to turn around, wanting to find someone to take a look. 。As soon as he turned around, Zhang Tiezhu suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed the chain on his leg, winding it towards the man's neck. 。Even though the man heard the sound behind him, he didn't have time to turn around before Zhang Tiezhu wrapped a chain around his neck. 。He didn't try to pry open the chain that was gradually tightening. Instead, he reached into his pocket and quickly pulled out a thin needle. Grabbing Zhang Tiezhu's arm, he plunged it towards him. 。No matter where you stick it, push the liquid in hard. 。"You 。Zhang Tiezhu was shocked and dismayed, wanting to pull back his arm, but it was too late. The liquid was rapidly injected into his skin. 。At the same time, someone else ran in and kicked Zhang Tiezhu right away, knocking him into the wall. He gasped in pain. 。He felt as if the strength in his body had been suddenly drained, leaving him completely powerless. 。"You, you injected me with what" Zhang Tiezhu glared at the masked man just now, gritting his teeth and asking. 。"Sure enough, that old man came here with intentions." 。"A man rubbed his neck and sneered, 'Luckily we have this on your head. If you managed to break free of the chains, I'd give you a shot right away.'" 。The person who kicked Zhang Tiezhu also said sympathetically, “Yeah, his head really is a marvel.” 。"You go tell him this, I'll handle this person. " 。The man put down his hand, which was rubbing his neck, and clenched his fists, knuckles cracking. 。Another person turned and left, while he grabbed Zhang Tiezhu's collar and threw him onto the bed. Then, with little effort, he twisted open Zhang Tiezhu's hand and saw the wire. 。"You won't drink to a toast, so you have to drink the penalty! You brought this on yourself!" The man said as he punched Zhang Tiezhu repeatedly, leaving him with a bruised nose and swollen face. Zhang Tiezhu mumbled curses, his voice growing weaker and weaker. 。

The man ignored him anyway, Zhang Tiezhu was powerless, aside from a little taste, he couldn't resist. After beating him up, he locked the door again, spat and turned to leave. 。front of him, "Don't play dumb with me."Fu Mo寒's thin lips opened, as if he had thought of something, and a faint smile appeared, "Grandpa, I haven't married Ruochu yet."His words startled Old Master...