I have the fairy medicine book

Chapter 207 Not good, she was kidnapped
Elder Song knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, so he hurriedly shut up.

He hastily jumped out of bed, approached Elder Song, and impatiently asked, "Are you the King of Qingshan?"

"Who is King Qingshan? I don't know him." Elder Song put his hands into his sleeves and turned away from him. This mysterious operation of "there is no silver 300 taels here" is short of the words Qingshan King. , branded on his face.

"Okay, okay, you're not King Qingshan." Wang Yuchuan continued to ask, "Do you have Ge Yao's contact information? I need to see her, I have something to say to her."

Elder Song drooped his head, simply pretending to be deaf in front of him.

At this moment, Xu Qianhui trotted down the stairs, holding up the mobile phone that was still on the phone with a panicked face: "It's not good, my sister was kidnapped."

"What?"

Wang Yuchuan's eyes widened in astonishment.

"This is the kidnapper's phone number, come and listen to it." Xu Qianhui ran up to him in three steps and two steps, and handed the phone to Wang Yuchuan.

His face became serious. Objectively speaking, Wang Yiying was also a rare beauty. It was self-evident what would happen if a beauty fell into the hands of the kidnappers.

He held up the phone to his ear, his eyes condensed.

"I'm Wang Yuchuan. If you have any requests, just ask them. Don't hurt the hostages."

"Remember me? Huh?"

A familiar voice came to his ears through the speaker of the mobile phone, and Du Sanming's unbeaten face immediately appeared in Wang Yuchuan's mind.

"It's you." Wang Yuchuan smiled, and an unstoppable murderous aura surged in his heart.

"I'll give you three hours to collect 100 million yuan and send it to the gas station at the intersection of Meishan Road and Minzhu Street."

Du Sanming snapped his fingers, and a big man roughly tore off the tape on Wang Yiying's mouth.

"If it's you guys, kill me, if my wife frowns..."

Then Wang Yuchuan heard a meaningless sob, Du Sanming sneered twice on the other end of the phone, and hung up the phone neatly.

Wang Yuchuan lowered his hands, and his eyes fell on Xu Qianhui who was anxious.

"What should we do now?" Xu Qianhui has lost her backbone. This is the first time she has experienced such a thing, and her mind is blank.

"Leave this matter to me. You can wait here for me to come back." Wang Yuchuan gave Mr. Song a wink. Mr. Song understood and sat down with Xu Qianhui, whose legs were already weak.

"Go and come back quickly." Song Lao urged.

"Well, I see." Wang Yuchuan took the car keys, turned his head and walked out, there was a sobbing sound from behind, and Xu Qianhui was already sobbing.

Wang Yuchuan sat in the car, stroked the steering wheel, and the killing intent in his eyes was like a terrifying wave.

The old golden head slowly appeared in the air. He was sitting on the passenger seat with a majestic face, as if the king was overlooking his territory.

"Want to kill?" Old Jintou asked.

"Yes." Wang Yuchuan said as he started the car.

"It should be a big killing ring." Old Jintou laughed, and when he said this, there was a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

A small car left in the dust and drove on the road at the fastest speed.

At the same time, Du Sanming casually threw the mobile phone into the ice bucket, and then he took out a titanium alloy injection gun that had been refrigerated for a long time from the ice bucket.

A bottle of chronic nerve agent is installed in the injection gun, and the person who is injected will die of poison after about five hours.

Du Sanming's wishful thinking was well planned. He wanted the 100 million, but also wanted to kill Wang Yiying and teach Wang Yuchuan a lesson.

He walked slowly in front of Wang Yiying, bent down, and pulled her hair to force Wang Yiying to raise her head.

"If you want to blame, blame you for not knowing how to flatter. You have to make such a big fuss about something that can be solved with 50 yuan."

After speaking, Du Sanming plunged the needle into Wang Yiying's carotid artery. He pulled the trigger, and the dark blue nerve agent slowly pushed into her blood vessel.

A sense of joy filled Du Sanming's whole body. Du Sanming let go of his hand, stood up slowly, and laughed loudly.

After injecting the nerve agent, Wang Yiying's body surface began to heat up, and soon fine cold sweat flowed from her forehead.

The world became distorted in her eyes, and all the colors became a hodgepodge. Wang Yiying was lying on the ground, panting heavily.

At this moment, the surly laughter hovering above her head had undergone several exaggerated changes in tone, and to her ears it sounded like a ghost crying or a wolf howling.

"help me……"

The instinct of survival drove her to stand up, but her current body was no longer strong enough to carry out her will.

A burly man came over, carried her on his shoulders, and walked straight towards the door leading to the basement.

Du Sanming and his gang continued to eat and drink, but at this moment, Wang Yuchuan was rushing towards the gas station with nuclear-like anger.

Death is like the new wind, biting the bone.

Wang Yuchuan is coming soon, death is coming soon!
Wang Yiying vaguely heard someone calling her name, the voice was distant and close at times, she tried her best to open her eyes a little, and vaguely saw an old man with a flashlight sitting in front of her.

"He's not dead yet?" Old Jintou smiled so much that he showed two rows of big white teeth: "Persist a little longer, and your destined lover will come to rescue you in colorful auspicious clouds."

"You... who are you?" Wang Yiying asked hoarsely.

"Me? Of course I'm Yuelao." Lao Jintou rubbed his hands together, stretched out his hand, and pressed it on Wang Yiying's neck. A wave of good fortune entered her body, temporarily suppressing the neurotoxin raging in her body.

"Yuelao?" Wang Yiying got better, but her head was still not sober.

"The real Yuelao." Lao Jintou sat cross-legged in front of her: "You are a good person in ten generations, and the Jade Emperor is planning to give you a great marriage. You can't die. Your death will affect my performance. of."

Does Yuelao also need performance?

Wang Yiying suddenly found it very funny, but she was too weak at this moment to laugh at all.

Old Jintou patted her face lightly: "Talk with me for a while, I'm quite bored here."

"I'm so tired, can you give me a rest?"

"You must not close your eyes. Black and white impermanence is wandering outside the door right now. Once you close your eyes, they will have to come in to work. I have never been compatible with the black-faced Hades, and I will not be able to save you then."

The old Jintou thought it was fun, so he continued to lie.

Wang Yiying really believed him, and struggled to sit up, muttering: "I won't sleep, I won't sleep..."

"That's right." Old Jintou showed a satisfied smile on his face: "Do you want to know who your destined lover is?"

"Who?"

"His name is Wang Yuchuan, and he is on his way to rescue you now, hold on for a while longer?" After saying these words, the old Jintou couldn't help but feel a little proud. He felt that there could be no more powerful wingman than him in this world.

(End of this chapter)