It was as if all that was left in his world was the silvery needle tip, and all that was left was numbness.
"..."
Seeing Xiang Yutian like this, Jiang Weiwei panicked and pushed Mu Yao to the ground. He stared at her coldly and said in a voice as cold as snow, "What did you hit him for?"
What liquid did she inject into Xiang Yutian?
Mu Yao was pushed to the ground, and the syringe fell to the ground. The needle was very thick, and all the liquid in the syringe was drained.
"Why are you here?" Mu Yao looked at her, his sweet face full of displeasure at being interrupted, and said to the two men, "Why don't you take her out yet!"
Xiang Yutian raised his eyes, his gaze as deep as the sea.
He sat up from the ground, leaned against the wall coldly, and looked at Jiang Weiwei expressionlessly.
Jiang Weiwei rushed towards Muyao, pressed down on her hard, and grabbed her collar. His beautiful eyes were extremely cold, "What did you beat him for? Tell me!"
"I want you to take care of..."
Jiang Weiwei made a prompt decision, grabbed the syringe on the ground and stabbed Mu Yao's neck, inserting half of the needle, "Are you going to tell me?"
"Don't...don't-"
Mu Yao was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he screamed in pain. He did not dare to move any more for fear of angering Jiang Weiwei even more, so he began to beg for mercy, "I said, I said, right?"
"..."
Jiang Weiwei was shocked, his eyes fixed blankly.
Maca is a drug used by AN to deal with hardened criminals.
It only takes a little bit of Makka to cause a person to suffer as much as if hundreds of snakes were biting him at the same time.
This pain will disappear within 5 hours, and the maca will be cleared from the human body.
Even if he went to get his injuries checked, he wouldn't be able to detect any injuries at all.
Therefore, no one can resist? After more than half an hour, everyone confessed and confessed...
When Jiang Weiwei was in a daze, the man she had just kicked down came forward and pulled out the syringe, scolding her, "Jiang Weiwei, what are you doing? We are interrogating him."
It's her colleague.
They all know each other.
"You are executing a lynching!" Jiang Weiwei stood up from Mu Yao and looked at them coldly.
This is not an interrogation at all.
"We don't have it. This is also a normal method."
Mu Yao stood up and covered the wound on his neck with fear on his face.
I wonder if the little point on the needle tip will cause an attack in her body?
"You were so frightened after just touching a little bit, but how many doses did you give Xiang Yutian just now?" Jiang Weiwei's eyes showed cold anger, "You gave him so many doses, did you want to kill him?
?”
"How many lives of our AN colleagues has he killed?" Mu Yao said with an awe-inspiring expression, "This is a small punishment but a big warning. Besides, he was fine the past few days."
Two colleagues stood behind Mu Yao and nodded in agreement.
"Are you using it for him every day?"
Jiang Weiwei's voice suddenly increased, and he rushed forward wanting to kill Mu Yao.
Two colleagues immediately stood in front of Mu Yao to protect her, "Jiang Weiwei, don't distinguish between right and wrong. This imperial act has killed so many of our AN brothers. It's okay if we don't sacrifice his life now. Why are you helping?"
Him? Weren’t you bullied by him too?”
"..."
The use of lynching in AN was so high-sounding.
She should have thought that most of the members in AN hated Xiang Yutian, so how could they treat him well...
"You guys get out!"
Jiang Weiwei pointed at the door.
"Why?"
Mu Yao said unconvinced, with fear still remaining on his face, and his hand kept touching the needle on his neck. It was as if the silvery needle tip was the only thing left in his world, leaving only numbness.
"..."
Seeing Xiang Yutian like this, Jiang Weiwei panicked and pushed Mu Yao to the ground. He stared at her coldly and said in a voice as cold as snow, "What did you hit him for?"
What liquid did she inject into Xiang Yutian?
Mu Yao was pushed to the ground, and the syringe fell to the ground. The needle was very thick, and all the liquid in the syringe was drained.
"Why are you here?" Mu Yao looked at her, his sweet face full of displeasure at being interrupted, and said to the two men, "Why don't you take her out yet!"
Xiang Yutian raised his eyes, his gaze as deep as the sea.
He sat up from the ground, leaned against the wall coldly, and looked at Jiang Weiwei expressionlessly.
Jiang Weiwei rushed towards Muyao, pressed down on her hard, and grabbed her collar. His beautiful eyes were extremely cold, "What did you beat him for? Tell me!"
"I want you to take care of..."
Jiang Weiwei made a prompt decision, grabbed the syringe on the ground and stabbed Mu Yao's neck, inserting half of the needle, "Are you going to tell me?"
"Don't...don't-"
Mu Yao was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he screamed in pain. He did not dare to move any more for fear of angering Jiang Weiwei even more, so he began to beg for mercy, "I said, I said, right?"
"..."
Jiang Weiwei was shocked, his eyes fixed blankly.
Maca is a drug used by AN to deal with hardened criminals.
It only takes a little bit of Makka to cause a person to suffer as much as if hundreds of snakes were biting him at the same time.
This pain will disappear within 5 hours, and the maca will be cleared from the human body.
Even if he went to get his injuries checked, he wouldn't be able to detect any injuries at all.
Therefore, no one can resist? After more than half an hour, everyone confessed and confessed...
When Jiang Weiwei was in a daze, the man she had just kicked down came forward and pulled out the syringe, scolding her, "Jiang Weiwei, what are you doing? We are interrogating him."
It's her colleague.
They all know each other.
"You are executing a lynching!" Jiang Weiwei stood up from Mu Yao and looked at them coldly.
This is not an interrogation at all.
"We don't have it. This is also a normal method."
Mu Yao stood up and covered the wound on his neck with fear on his face.
I wonder if the little point on the needle tip will cause an attack in her body?
"You were so frightened after just touching a little bit, but how many doses did you give Xiang Yutian just now?" Jiang Weiwei's eyes showed cold anger, "You gave him so many doses, did you want to kill him?
?”
"How many lives of our AN colleagues has he killed?" Mu Yao said with an awe-inspiring expression, "This is a small punishment but a big warning. Besides, he was fine the past few days."
Two colleagues stood behind Mu Yao and nodded in agreement.
"Are you using it for him every day?"
Jiang Weiwei's voice suddenly increased, and he rushed forward wanting to kill Mu Yao.
Two colleagues immediately stood in front of Mu Yao to protect her, "Jiang Weiwei, don't distinguish between right and wrong. This imperial act has killed so many of our AN brothers. It's okay if we don't sacrifice his life now. Why are you helping?"
Him? Weren’t you bullied by him too?”
"..."
The use of lynching in AN was so high-sounding.
She should have thought that most of the members in AN hated Xiang Yutian, so how could they treat him well...
"You guys get out!"
Jiang Weiwei pointed at the door.
"Why?"
Mu Yao said unconvinced, with fear still remaining on his face as he kept touching the needle on his neck.