After crossing, I bound the Shenhao system

If possible, Yao Songlin would definitely not want to admit that he knew some illusory head lowering technique, but who made him echo Huang Tinglei's words just now?

At this time, if he dared to say that he did not know how to lower the head, he could guarantee that Huang Tinglei's first thought would be to pull himself as a back for him.

So, he had no choice but to show embarrassment, and said: "Young Master Huang, I know the technique of lowering the head, but the key technique is too harmful to heaven and harmony. and myself."

What he actually meant was that it would be bad for him to use the head-down technique, so he didn't want to use it against others, so it was a polite refusal.

But Huang Tinglei didn't know whether he deliberately pretended not to understand, or his thinking was no longer online. He just thought that Yao Songlin was negotiating conditions with himself, so he said directly: "1000 million! Master Yao, 1000 million incense money can offset karma right?"

1000?

Even Yao Songlin, who had accumulated a lot of wealth over the years, was slightly short of breath after hearing this figure.

He took a peek at the haggard Huang Tinglei, and his selfish desires and reason kept fighting in his mind.

Huang Tinglei regarded his behavior as deliberately taking Joe, so he said again: "2000 million! Master Yao, if you are willing to help me, a dying man, I will give you 2000 million!"

Yao Songlin's heart trembled when he heard the words, he knew that Huang Tinglei was not only raising the price, but also threatening himself, a person who was about to die, he had no scruples.

With a secret sigh in his heart, Yao Songlin could only say: "Forget it, since Young Master Huang is so sincere, then I'll use my karma to try..."

"It's not about trying, it's about succeeding!"

Huang Tinglei said sharply.

Yao Songlin's heart became more and more bitter, he just felt that he seemed to be involved in a huge vortex, and he couldn't help regretting why he had to be involved in this matter.

But now it's too late to repent, so I just nodded and said: "Okay, I promise Young Master Huang that it is—I don't know what kind of help you want from me, Young Master Huang?"

"Actually, this favor is just a handy task for Master Yao."

The hatred in Huang Tinglei's eyes grew stronger, and he said: "I would like to ask Master Yao to make me a medicine to reduce the poison, and then mix it with red wine. When someone drinks the wine, Master Yao will perform his exercises."

Yes, the person Huang Tinglei wants to deal with the most right now is Lu Yuan!

No way, he wanted to deal with the person who gave him the head drop technique, but unfortunately he couldn't find anyone to deal with. As a last resort, he had to find the person he hated the most—

Lu Yuan suddenly appeared in his mind.

After all, he has suffered so much from Lu Yuan since he grew up so big.

Hearing Huang Tinglei's order, Yao Songlin didn't dare to refuse, so he could only reluctantly agree, promising that the medicine would be prepared within a day to reduce the poison, and then he turned and left.

After Yao Songlin left, Huang's father and Huang's mother immediately entered the room.

"Ting Lei, what did you say to Master Yao?"

the two asked.

"It's nothing, I just asked him if I still have hope for treatment."

Naturally, Huang Tinglei would not confess to his parents, because he knew that once he said that the person he was going to deal with was Lu Yuan, a newly rising second generation in the mainland, his parents would definitely stop him.

In fact, Huang Tinglei also knew that once he lowered Lu Yuan's tricks, there would inevitably be a big battle between the Huang family and the family behind Lu Yuan, but Huang Tinglei didn't want to care about that anymore.

He is going to die soon, and now he just wants to do something to make himself happy.

As for what will happen to his family after his death——

What does it have to do with me!

After I die, who cares about the torrential flood.

Huang's father and Huang's mother naturally would not have thought that their son would do such a rebellious thing, so they had no doubts.

"By the way, Mom and Dad, anyway, I'm going to die soon, so why not invite all my friends to my house and hold one last banquet while I'm still alive."

Huang Tinglei suddenly spoke.

"what?"

Huang's father and Huang's mother were taken aback, and they all shook their heads in disagreement.

Even if they knew that Huang Tinglei's life was not long, holding a banquet would definitely aggravate Huang Tinglei's injury, and they naturally didn't want to see this result.

"Dad, Mom, I have never been self-willed when I grow up. This time, you will do what I want."

Huang Tinglei showed a sad look on his face: "Instead of waiting for people to attend my memorial service after I die, it is better to meet my friends for the last time while I can still talk."

"This……"

Hearing what their son said, Huang's father and Huang's mother could no longer say the words of refusal, so they had to agree with tears.

……

Beijing.

Lu Yuan was exercising with Liu Feiyan in her office when the phone rang.

"Get up and see if it's an important call?"

Liu Feiyan hurriedly pushed away Lu Yuan's big hand that kept wandering around her body, and spat with a blushing face.

Lu Yuan cursed secretly, and picked up the phone beside him.

When he saw that the call was actually from Huang Tinglei, he raised his eyebrows.

Ever since he cast the nightmare talisman on him, Lu Yuan didn't care much about his situation. Anyway, in Lu Yuan's eyes, Huang Tinglei was already a mortal man.

"It's been four days, Huang Tinglei still has the energy to call me?"

Thinking of Liu Weiwei's mother not being able to hold on all night, Lu Yuan couldn't help being secretly surprised at Huang Tinglei's vitality.

"Hello, Young Master Huang?"

Lu Yuan answered the phone.

"Young Master Lu, hello."

On the phone, Huang Tinglei's voice was very weak.

Lu Yuan pretended to be surprised and asked: "Young Master Huang, what's wrong with your voice... Ah, is it true that the rumors about you getting sick are true?"

At this time, news that Huang Tinglei was suffering from a strange disease of insomnia had already spread to Beijing circles. Wang Cong celebrated it by inviting Lu Yuan to a nightclub for a night out.

"Not only is it true, but I will probably die within two days."

Huang Tinglei's tone revealed a resentment: "Before I die, I want to invite my friends to come to my house for a gathering. It's a farewell party. I wonder if Young Master Lu is free tomorrow?"

What farewell party is there before you die?

Lu Yuan pouted.

Besides, Huang Tinglei was going to die anyway, Lu Yuan didn't bother to argue with him, and directly refused: "Sorry, Young Master Huang, I have something to do tomorrow, so I might not be able to go."

Huang Tinglei had expected Lu Yuan's rejection, after all, they were not friends at all.

He smiled sullenly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Young Master Lu, don't you feel that your energy is a little sluggish these two days, you can't do anything, and you are irritable and irritable?"

Ok?

Lu Yuan was taken aback for a moment, then realized that what Huang Tinglei was talking about should be his reaction after taking the drug he gave him.

He wanted to say directly that he didn't respond, and deliberately angered Huang Tinglei, but he immediately thought that since Huang Tinglei dared to tell this matter, and even threatened him to go to a banquet on Hong Kong Island, it obviously showed that the other party had moved towards him. malicious.

If he showed that he was not poisoned, Huang Tinglei might not have made any crazy revenge when he was dying.

Therefore, he decided to temporarily cooperate with Huang Tinglei to perform.

Immediately, Lu Yuan made a look of shock and anger on purpose, and growled in a low voice:

"Oh it's you?"