"Your life is used in exchange for the Su family."
"As for your seventeenth level of martial arts cultivation, I plan to exchange it for the answer I want to know."
Without waiting for Meng Bailou to refuse, Suning quickly said: "As long as you don't die, as long as your secrets are not exposed to a third party, Huang Tengjiu will never seek to kill me."
"He has been plotting for many years, all the agencies have been exhausted, and what he wants to do has not yet been completed. How could he be so reckless because of you?"
"You know this very well."
The obese old man who had regained his freedom said warily: "What do you want to know?"
Suning simply said: "Buddhist Earth Soul."
"Everything has a cause and effect, there is no reason to destroy a lineage for no reason."
"Is it a blood feud or other grudges? There has to be an explanation."
Mengbailou stumbled up, found the wet wipes on the refrigerator, took out a few of them as if no one was watching, and gently wiped the dried blood on his forehead.
Suning probed patiently: "Is it related to the longevity chart?"
Meng Bailou said calmly: "I can answer you yes or no, but I can't tell you the specific reason."
"If you can accept it, I will make this deal."
Suning laughed and said: "I look stupid? Is it easy to fool me?"
Meng Bailou said bluntly: "You are better than a ghost."
After a moment of silence, he threw the used wet wipes into the trash can, leaned against the refrigerator door and said, "I can't say a word about that matter."
"I suggest you change the question to one that has nothing to do with that matter."
Lingxi interjected: "What about?"
Mengbailou said in a sultry tone like a cat playing with a mouse: "For example, how old am I and what do I like to eat."
"What are your preferences for Huangteng wine? How many years have we stayed at Tianshou Cemetery?"
"If you are interested in these, I wouldn't mind chatting with you."
Suning suddenly said: "No need to talk?"
Meng Bailou laughed at himself: "We can't talk about it."
Suning stopped talking and pointed his Xunlong pen at the opponent's Dantian.
"Wow."
A large amount of scarlet spit out from Meng Bailou's mouth. He clutched his abdomen tightly and leaned forward, trying hard to control his balance and prevent himself from falling.
Suning walked forward slowly, grabbed his neck, and said with murderous intent: "I gave you the opportunity, and if you don't cherish it, you can't blame me for not leaving any room."
"I will know the secrets hidden in your mind sooner or later."
"But without your right-hand man, Huang Tengjiu will undoubtedly have its left and right arms cut off."
"Weakening his strength seems to me to be a very cost-effective thing."
"With this blow, I can only restore you to the sixteenth level of force after you recover from the injury."
"Who can guarantee the next blow?"
"I'm not a serious person, and I might make you a useless person."
"Oh, what a pity that is."
Meng Bailou closed his eyes sadly, gritted his teeth and said, "The biggest, biggest concession is that I will tell you about the Immortal Tomb."
Suning said calmly: "Be specific."
Meng Bailou had difficulty breathing, and rolled his eyelids up as he said, "Taokeepers, this, these guys who are cheating, their true background."
Suning slowly let go of his right hand and said with a bright smile: "It sounds interesting."
"Sure enough, you two know more about China than I thought."
