Time and Space Trading Drift Bottle

Chapter 147
At that moment, Song Zhengchu only felt that his tongue and throat seemed to be on fire.

He could clearly feel that the pill slid down his esophagus, and then stayed at the dantian.

Where the pill went, it was like a fire starting a prairie fire.

This feeling completely panicked Song Zhengchu.

"what did you do to me?"

The abnormality in his body made Song Zhengchu have no intention of continuing to fight, pointing at Fan Chengfeng, he asked in panic.

Killers are also human, and they also have inner fear of the unknown.

Fan Chengfeng looked at the poor killer with a smile, "You should be able to feel that it's so hot because of the addition of a little chili powder."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhengchu thought, if it's just chili powder, then there should be nothing wrong.

But after thinking about it, I felt something was wrong, "No, what else is there besides chili powder?"

"Don't make such a fuss, some centipedes, spiders and other small animals are dried and ground into powder, then mixed with some octopus juice and the like, and refined with some heartbroken grass."

vomit!
Song Zhengchu desperately put his fingers into his mouth and kept digging, trying to spit out the pill, but it didn't work at all.

"Why are you so funny? I'll just say that you take it seriously?"

Fan Chengfeng was amused by Song Zhengchu's actions, he leaned forward and backward when he laughed, and almost lost his breath from laughing.

Song Zhengchu froze when he heard the words, and looked at Fan Chengfeng angrily, "Scholars can be killed but not humiliated."

"It's a man, just give me a knife."

Fan Chengfeng looked at him with a half-smile, "You are dead anyway, why should I dirty my knife?"

"you,"

Song Zhengchu was furious, and holding his own dagger, he wanted to go up to fight Fan Chengfeng, but after making a slight movement, a sharp pain came from his stomach.

And, it was followed by weakness in limbs and dizziness.

The dagger he was holding fell to the ground with a bang, and it pierced into his foot a few centimeters. Song Zhengchu didn't seem to notice it at all.

"You, you, mean."

Song Zhengchu tilted his head and fell to the ground, his body was exhausted, but he was still yelling.

"Despicable?"

Fan Chengfeng smiled lightly and shook his head, and slowly walked in front of him, "I never thought it was more despicable than a killer who wanted to use a woman as a shield."

"This kind of pill is called Duanchang Powder, and it is made from 49 kinds of highly poisonous substances in Qiqi. However, because of the addition of diluted Holy Grass Moon Ganoderma lucidum, the medicinal properties are eased, so you won't die so soon. .”

"Within 49 days, you will suffer until the day when your heart will be broken."

In the end, Fan Chengfeng was also murderous.

If the killer turned around and fled after seeing his whereabouts revealed, instead of taking Su Yating as a hostage to blackmail Fan Chengfeng, perhaps Fan Chengfeng would not have played this trick.

This small pill was found by Fan Chengfeng from Xing Hongyun, and it was originally intended to be used on Qi Tiansheng.

"I, go to Nima."

Upon hearing the tragic situation described by Fan Chengfeng, Song Zhengchu couldn't help but shuddered, clenched a loose fist, and wanted to shake his fist to fight Fan Chengfeng desperately, but in the end he just waved it randomly in the air, without even the hem of Fan Chengfeng's clothes. bump into.

"Boy, as I said, the 20 is for you to buy a cemetery."

Fan Chengfeng grabbed Song Zhengchu's collar and said viciously: "If you really want to die, I can help you."

Song Zhengchu was still swinging his fists weakly, and the brain circuits of those who got hit by this secret Broken Heart Powder would be several beats slower than others.

"Listen to me, if you want the antidote and live on your own, you'd better do what I say."

Fan Chengfeng took out a small porcelain bottle from the Xingyun ring, dripped a drop of golden liquid from it, put it on his finger, and then applied it to the corner of Song Zhengchu's mouth.

As soon as the liquid was applied, Song Zhengchu recovered a little bit of expression,
Fan Chengfeng took out his mobile phone, called up a photo, and handed it to Song Zhengchu.

"This person, I want him to never stand up."

Song Zhengchu glanced at the screen, with a wry smile on his lips.

"I know that you so-called killers have rules of one kind or another, but you have to think about whether to survive or obey the rules."

Originally thought that Song Zhengchu would have to think about it for a long time, but as soon as Fan Chengfeng finished speaking, Song Zhengchu said indifferently: "What if I help you get things done, but you don't give me the antidote?"

"As a lonely killer, but you say such a thing, I really don't know what kind of organization can cultivate such a weirdo like you."

Facing Fan Chengfeng's ridicule, Song Zhengchu couldn't help but blush.

The killer organization has countless ways to deal with the person who does not pay the final payment after finishing the work.

"Now that I have figured it out, I will wait for your good news at any time."

Fan Chengfeng carried Su Yating into the room on his own, and pointed to the place where the switch was placed.

Song Zhengchu obediently pulled up the switch, removed the signal jammer, and left the small courtyard in a hurry.

However, after Song Zhengchu left the Phoenix community, he did not leave in a hurry, but went to the hospital for a stomach wash first.

But even so, Song Zhengchu was still a little uneasy.

As soon as he came out of the hospital, there was a bad boy who was dressed in a nondescript way stopped him, and said with a sneer, "I knew you would come here. My boss wants me to bring you something."

Song Zhengchu was slightly taken aback, "What do you mean?"

"If gastric lavage can solve your problem, why don't we take a gamble?"

After finishing speaking, the bad boy left straight away, his confident appearance made Song Zhengchu feel even more uneasy.

"It's better to believe that there is, than to believe that it is not."

Song Zhengchu's heart trembled for a while, then he took out his mobile phone and dialed Qi Tongliang's number.

Originally, I wanted to recover some losses from Qi Tongliang, but the target and the information provided were seriously inconsistent, and my life was almost lost there. Of course, I wanted to ask for an explanation.

But Qi Tongliang's phone couldn't be reached at all, and it always reminded him that he was not in the service area.

"Fuck, do you want to play tricks on me?"

Song Zhengchu was furious, "Playing hide-and-seek with the killer, I really admire your IQ."

In the Fenghuang community, Fan Chengfeng carried Su Yating into the living room and lay her flat on the sofa, but she just passed out, the medicine was not very effective, and she would wake up automatically in about an hour.

After pouring a cup of boiling water, Fan Chengfeng closed Su Yating's notebook again.

With what happened tonight, it was impossible for Fan Chengfeng to ask Su Yating to stay here no matter what.

"You say that you are not a good lady boss, why do you have to work overtime and stay up late to suffer here?"

Fan Chengfeng shook his head and sighed.

He knew that Su Yating had a crush on him, but he didn't know what Su Yating was afraid of.

(End of this chapter)