Chapter 1550 If You Don't Leave, I Won't Give up (158)

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With a look of waiting for death, he stared at Long Zhutian, pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Day by day, put him down and talk about it."

Yang Zimei has no more experience in extorting confessions.

Long Zhutian glanced at her and put Wen Ting down.

He can't tolerate the slightest bit of anyone who tries to hurt Yang Zimei.

Yang Zimei's fingers moved slightly, and the yin evil energy directly ejected into this warm brain.

Generally speaking, the will of the person who is let into the forehead by her evil spirit will become weak, and she is very easy to talk.

However, this Wenting situation is very different.

Although the suffocating energy also entered his forehead, his lips were still stubbornly pressed. No matter what Yang Zimei asked, he would not answer, but just stared at her.

"Okay, then I want to see how strong your pain tolerance is."

Yang Zimei's fingers poked at his sore point.

This greatly aggravated the pain in Wen Ting's whole body, as if being bitten by tens of thousands of snakes. After a long time of pain, he finally couldn't help it and let out a cry of "oops".

This cry, as if a needle was lightly pricked in the balloon, instantly deflated him.

This deflation also aggravated his pain, and finally began to cry like an ordinary person.

"Should I say it now?"

Yang Zimei blinked and stared at him, "Who told 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 begging for mercy, "I don't want this dollar, I have no grievances with you, and I will never kill you again, please let me go."

"Ha ha!"

Yang Zimei chuckled, "You would want to kill me because of money, but now you are caught by me, but you can't provide me with useful information, do you think I will let you go?"

A look of despair appeared on Wen Ting's face.

He glared at Long Zhutian fiercely.

He thought that if there was no Long Zhutian by his side, it would be an easy thing for him to put the girl in front of him to death.

He didn't know, even without Long Zhutian by his side.

It is also impossible for Yang Zimei to be touched by him.

It just so happened that Yang Zimei felt his murderous aura earlier than Long Zhutian.

However, she didn't move.

She wanted to leave Long Zhutian a chance to protect her.

Long Zhutian didn't let her down either, he only felt murderous for half a second, then hugged her and dodged away.

When Long Zhutian hugged her to dodge, he wrapped himself with his entire body. Even if he couldn't dodge the bullet, he would be injured, not himself.

Long Zhutian stared at Wen Ting even more sharply, his pupils turned bloody dark red, like a sharp sword, directly piercing his heart.

Wen Ting's back was chilled, and he shivered slightly.

Yang Zimei also knew that it was impossible for the black hand behind him to be so stupid to let the killer know his identity.

Therefore, she and Long Zhutian did not force Wen Ting to confess.

Of course, she didn't want to let him go.

It is also a scourge for such people who harvest other people's lives for the sake of money to stay in this world.

It's not a last resort, she doesn't want to kill herself, and she doesn't want Long Zhutian to kill.

She cast a spirit spell on Wen Ting.

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