1550. Chapter 1550 If you don't leave me, you won't give up 158
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He stared at Long Zhutian with a look that was waiting for death, pursed his lips and said nothing.
"Zhu Tian, put him down and talk about it later."
Yang Zimei couldn't be more experienced in coercing confessions.
Long Zhutian glanced at her and put Wen Ting down.
He would not tolerate anyone who tried to harm Yang Zimei.
Yang Zimei's fingers moved slightly, and the sinister energy shot directly into the warm heart.
Generally speaking, the will of a person whose sinister energy enters her forehead will become weak, and it is easy for her to make excuses.
However, this Wen Ting's situation is very different.
Although the sinister aura also entered his forehead, his lips were still stubbornly pursed. No matter what Yang Zimei asked, he didn't answer, but just stared at her.
"Okay, then I want to see how strong your pain tolerance is."
Yang Zimei's finger poked his sore point.
This greatly aggravated the pain in Wen Ting's whole body, as if he was being bitten by tens of thousands of snakes. The pain lasted for a while, and finally he couldn't help it and let out a cry of "Ouch".
This cry was like a needle pricking the balloon, instantly deflating him.
This discouragement also made his pain worse, and he finally began to howl like an ordinary person.
"Is it time to talk now?"
Yang Zimei blinked and stared at him with black eyes, "Who asked you to kill me!"
"I don't know who the employer is. He just gave me a million dollars to kill you."
Wen Ting gritted his teeth in pain and looked at Yang Zimei as if begging for mercy, "I don't want these dollars anymore. I have no enmity with you and will never kill you again. Please let me go."
"hehe!"
Yang Zimei chuckled lightly, "You want to kill me because of money. Now that I have caught you, but you can't provide me with any useful information, do you think I will let you go?"
A look of despair appeared on Wen Ting's face.
He glared hard at Long Zhutian.
He believed that if Long Zhutian wasn't around, it would be an easy thing for him to put the girl in front of him to death.
But he didn't know that even without Long Zhutian around.
It was impossible for Yang Zimei to be touched by him in the slightest.
It just so happened that Yang Zimei felt his murderous intent earlier than Long Zhutian.
However, she didn't move.
She wanted to leave the opportunity to protect her to Long Zhutian.
Long Zhutian did not disappoint her. He only felt murderous aura for half a second before she did, and then he hugged her and dodged away.
When Long Zhutian hugged her to dodge, he wrapped his whole body around himself. Even if he couldn't dodge the bullet, he would be the one injured, not himself.
Long Zhutian stared at Wen Ting with even sharper eyes, and his pupils turned into a bloody dark red, like a sharp sword, piercing directly through the heart.
A chill ran down Wen Ting's spine, and he shivered slightly.
Yang Zimei also knew that the mastermind behind it could not be so stupid as to let the killer know his identity.
Therefore, she and Long Zhutian did not force any more confessions from Wen Ting.
Of course, she didn't want to let him go.
For people like this who harvest other people's lives for money, staying in this world is also a disaster.
It wasn't a last resort, she didn't want to kill anyone with her own hands, nor did she want Long Zhutian to kill him.