Without any accident, after a ball of blood mist exploded, half of the snake's body fell on the dining table and twisted a few times without moving.
"Damn it!"
The man said in a deep voice, and without any further hesitation, he dashed towards the door in a flash, very fast.
In the eyes of the other party, the poison technique that he is best at is like playing house with a child. If he stays, he will definitely be dead.
However, how could he, a warrior-level martial artist, escape from Ling Hao's hands?
Before he could run a few steps, three silver needles were shot into his waist, and he fell straight down, losing all feeling in his lower body.
"You...who are you? Why are you not afraid of poison?" He raised his head with difficulty and looked at Ling Hao and said.
"How ignorant!" At this time, Xuan Pang and the other two people came over: "If you can hurt the King of the West with your little trick, then it's really a big joke!"
"What... what!?" Hearing Xuan Pang's words, the man trembled all over, with endless fear on his face: "You... you are Ling Shuai!"
The shadow of a man's famous tree, just the words "King of the West" are enough to make him despair.
If I had known, Western King Lingshuai, even the elders in Miao territory would talk about his perverted existence!
It happened to me unexpectedly. I really forgot to look at the almanac when I went out!
"Okay, let's talk about it, who gave you the instructions?" Ling Hao came to him: "I want to emphasize to you again, don't take chances, otherwise you will be worse than dead!"
call!
The man exhaled a heavy breath, his whole body slumped, and he no longer had the slightest bit of strength.
He knew very well that if he persisted fearlessly in front of this master, he would really be asking for trouble for himself.
"Yes... Mr. Min asked me to take action. He promised me that as long as I help him accomplish this, he will provide me with a large amount of medicinal resources..."
"Which Master Min?" Ling Hao asked in a deep voice.
"Yan Junmin...he is the second young master of the Yan family, the four major families in Jianghai..." the man responded.
"Is he in Dongzhou?" the judge roared angrily.
"I...I don't know either..." The man shook his head.
"You did it for them when they took the patients to test the medicine? Did you prepare the medicine?" the judge continued to ask.
"No...no...I was not involved in this...this matter..." The man shook his head again.
"Behead him!" Ling Hao said in a deep voice, then walked towards the door.
"No..." the man shouted hysterically.
laugh!
Before he finished speaking, a line of blood emerged from his throat, and his whole body twitched a few times and became silent.
"Yan Junmin should be in Dongzhou. Let someone check his mobile phone number immediately and find him!" After a while, the three of them got in the car and Ling Hao explained.
"Got it!" The judge nodded vigorously and took out his cell phone to make arrangements.
Jingle Bell!
About a quarter of an hour after the car drove out, the judge's cell phone rang.
After answering the phone, he listened for a while and then said: "I understand!"
"Brother, Yan Junmin is indeed here. He is now in a private manor." After putting away the phone, the judge looked at Ling Hao and said.
"Very good!" A cold feeling spread from Ling Hao: "You go and bring people back to Yingmen!"
"Got it!" The judge and Xuan Pang nodded at the same time.
Two hours later.
The judge carried a comatose young master into the Shadow Gate meeting hall, followed by Xuan Pang.
Boom!
When they came to Ling Hao, the judge said, "Brother, this boy is Yan Junmin."
"Why are you arresting me?" Yan Junmin woke up, got up from the ground, gritted his teeth, looked at Ling Hao and shouted sternly.
"You Yingmen are so brave. You dare to touch me. Do you know who I am?"
