Chen Yan trembled, but except for her face, other parts remained the same.
"What are you going to do? Let me go. If you are a man, you will go to Zhang Youbin to settle the score." Chen Yan shouted loudly: "You treat me like a woman, do you think you are a man?"
Jason didn't mind at all because of Chen Yan's words. His hand followed Chen Yan's face and slowly moved to her neck.
His beautiful face smiled cruelly and shook his head proudly: "Girl, you don't have to stimulate me like this. I won't let Zhang Youbin go. He doesn't need to come to me. I will go to him after a while."
"As for whether I am a man or not." Jason's laughter became more and more permeable. He used his other free left hand to slowly unbutton the first button on his shirt: "I will let you know that I
gender."
Chen Yan was no longer an untouched little girl, and Jason's obscene behavior aroused great fear in him.
"What are you going to do, stop it." Chen Yan finally couldn't hold back her tears, and she cried loudly: "Let me go, let me get out of here."
"Hey, my little beauty is crying." Jason pretended to feel distressed, but he had already unbuttoned the third button with his left hand: "Don't cry, don't cry, I'll make you feel better later, ah, be good."
"
Jason's increasingly nervous expression made Chen Yan cry even louder: "Someone, please save me, Zhang Youbin, come and save me."
Jason had unbuttoned all his buttons, revealing his skinny chest and his slightly swollen belly that had been drunk too much, forming a sharp contrast.
He elegantly took off his coat with both hands, pretending to take off his belt.
Chen Yan suddenly stopped crying, bit her lip and shouted loudly: "If you dare to touch me, I will bite my tongue and kill myself."
After saying that, she slightly stuck out her tongue halfway, ready and extremely determined.
That's it. Jason scratched his head in distress, suddenly threw out a slap, and slapped Chen Yan.
"You bitch, you've been slept with by Zhang Youbin so many times, why are you pretending to be a holy virgin with me?"
He grabbed his waist and stood on tiptoes and screamed, looking like a scolding shrew.
She pointed at Chen Yan with her hand and said with a sneer: "You bite your tongue and kill yourself, bite it quickly! Do you think I'm afraid? Let me tell you, this young master is just unhappy with Zhang Youbin, and I just want to destroy what he cherishes. For you,
I don't care about pretty girls."
Jason talked more and more loudly, and laughed like a lunatic. His voice was like a night owl, crazy and ugly.
And the more he laughed, the harder he laughed, and his whole body started to convulse. The laughter was still there, but his expression had turned into pain. He turned his head and stretched out his trembling hands, like a zombie, towards the man who had been standing there, but like a stone statue.
Kyo yelled.
"Hurry up, give me the medicine, hurry up, ho ho!" The voice was so terrifying that even though Chen Yan was relieved, she was still unavoidably frightened.
Jing gave a helpless smile, then calmly took out a black bag from his coat pocket and poured out a capsule from the medicine bottle.
He strode up to Jason. Jason's eyes had become bulging, his mouth was wide open, and sticky saliva flowed from his mouth.
Although Jason is still standing, his consciousness has become a mess, and he can no longer distinguish between ourselves and the enemy. He is now instinctively just wanting to bite, and only Jing is in his eyes, so he pounces on Jing without hesitation.
Jing seemed to be very familiar with this kind of thing, so he didn't pay too much attention to it. He slightly pushed back half a step, just enough to avoid Jason's hands.
Staring at him with disgust, he finally lowered his left hand that was originally intended to hold Jason's head. He sandwiched the capsule between his right middle finger and thumb and flicked it toward Jason's open mouth.
Jason's mouth opened wide, and the capsule was of a small size. There was almost no obstruction as the capsule rushed down Jason's throat.
The sound of 'ho ho' in Jason's mouth stopped suddenly, and the swelling in his obviously protruding eyes quickly disappeared. His pale face soon became red, but his body became softer and softer, and he fell forward.
Weirdly, he fell into Jing's arms.
Jing spitted on the ground, reached down, and grabbed Jason's belt. He just lifted the belt in the air, like a dead pig, and lifted Jason into the secret room for rest.
On the bed.
Throwing Jason's fainted body on the bed, Jing clapped his hands, turned around and planned to walk out of the secret room.
Chen Yan was stunned by the scene in front of her. He didn't know why Jason suddenly fell ill, and he was even more surprised why Jing's attitude towards Jason was so strange. Her mind was very confused now, and she had long lost her keen judgment.
"Sir, please let me go." Chen Yan sensed this was an opportunity and took the initiative to ask Jing for help.
Jing stopped, leaned half sideways, and said emotionlessly: "Poor woman, your child will be your best talisman."
Afterwards, no matter how Chen Yan asked for help, he stopped replying. He walked out of the secret room coldly, and closed the iron door of the secret room tightly with a bang.
Chen Yan was shivering in the corner, not far away from Jason lying on the bed. Although Chen Yan was temporarily safe, her nerves were still tense.
She didn't know what kind of illness Jason had, nor why Jing's attitude toward Jason suddenly changed, nor what Jason meant by those words before he left.
"Children are talismans?" Chen Yan murmured to herself. Although she didn't understand the reason, it seemed to be really crucial.
Jing sighed as he walked out of the secret room, and came face to face with a middle-aged man, who was the owner of the shelter and the intelligence officer that SPIDER had prepared for twenty years.
"Jing, you still saved that woman after all." The middle-aged man's tone was very relaxed and full of teasing: "You won't also like this woman named Chen Yan, right?"
Jing waved his hand: "No, did you see it on the monitor?"
The middle-aged man nodded: "Yes, I saw it, and it was very clear. I saw you injected a needle into the back of Jason's neck when he was about to go into heat. It should have been the needle that catalyzed him.
The toxins in his body made him fall into a state of sacrifice, right?"
Jing smiled and clapped his hands: "I didn't expect that twenty years later, your insight is still accurate."
The middle-aged man bowed respectfully, and his tone suddenly became extremely humble: "The future venerable has oversold you. Although I am now working for SPIDER, how could I forget my original identity? But you, I didn't expect this time
The organization actually sent you to come forward in person."
Jing raised one hand with one hand, signaling the middle-aged man to stand up: "If we can really find the key to the lonely mountain, it will be all worth it."
Then his tone became a little depressed: "The critical moment was still destroyed by Zhang Youbin. Whether the key is in Datang or not is still a mystery."
The middle-aged man whispered: "I know that the organization does not take SPIDER seriously, but would it be too risky to directly sacrifice Jason?"
Jing clenched his fists: "It's indeed risky, but he made me very unhappy. He really thought I was just a bodyguard, and he dared to yell at me like this. I have to teach him a lesson."
"Yes, the venerable is right." The middle-aged man agreed: "It's just that he doesn't know that you are the venerable, so he will inevitably act like a young man."
Jing's eyes narrowed, his fists stretched out in front of him and then clenched again: "No matter what the boss and the second brother think, I must master the secret of Lonely Mountain anyway. The other key is in the Rothtani family.
I will destroy this family sooner or later. Whether it is the current Rothani or SPIDER's Rothani. Therefore, since I have to do it sooner or later, it is not rude to do it now."
"Yes, yes, that's what your venerable said." The middle-aged man didn't dare to contradict Jing at all.
After a pause, he asked again: "Then what are your plans for Jason's actions this time?"
Jing laughed heartily: "This shemale's plan is just nonsense. Zhang Youbin is the king of mercenaries. Have you forgotten that not long ago, our people in Zhonghai also didn't get good results? This time Jie
Sen’s plan will definitely end in failure.”
The middle-aged man asked cautiously: "So? Sir, do you still plan to go together?"
Jing's eyebrows raised: "Go, of course. This little guy Zhang Youbin is not simple. Even the boss didn't show him such an accident. Although I still want to keep him as a potential role, but I really
I really want to take this opportunity to get to know this W-KING."
The middle-aged man said he understood: "We have monitored Zhang Youbin, are we going to act according to Jason's plan?"
Jing waved his hand: "Let's take action, I don't want to wait any longer."
"Yes." The middle-aged man agreed while slowly backing away.
"Oh, wait." Jing remembered something.
He took out an envelope from his arms, flicked it casually, and the envelope slowly floated towards the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man took the envelope respectfully in his hand.
"After this matter is done, you should evacuate immediately. This weakling will definitely tell you where you are hiding." Jing's smile was unpredictable: "You can go back to the organization directly, if I haven't gone back in three days.
, you just give this letter to the boss and the second child. Tell them one thing: you won and you can implement Plan A."
The middle-aged man was puzzled by what he heard, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions. He kept the envelope properly and saluted Jing again.
"My subordinate understands. Don't worry, Your Majesty. I will take care of it right away."
The middle-aged man slowly backed away until he reached another door, then carefully turned around and left.
Jing stroked the strange-shaped belt around his waist and murmured: "Ziwei, Ziwei, it has been more than ten years, and this time you can finally satisfy your cravings."
Then he turned around and looked at his face in the mirror mounted on the door.
"Even if the Jihad Alliance doesn't carry out terrorist attacks, it can actually make a living by selling drugs." He stroked his face in the mirror, his action was very much like the narcissistic Jason.
The face in the mirror turned sad for a moment, and then Jing opened the iron door of the secret room again.