Traveling through the 60s, an interstellar woman makes a fortune by selling men

Putting aside what he did, if his wife and children knew about it, would they be so angry that they would directly cut off relations with him and never have any contact with him until death?

Let's just say that he was abandoned by Country R and wandered in the wilderness. It was his current adoptive parents who kindly picked him up and raised him.

The entire village where he lives is closely related, and many old people are fighting heroes. If he is sent back, he will probably make those elders who are still alive angry to death.

He really regretted it. He shouldn't have been half-threatened and half-bewitched, thinking that he would be rewarded for his success and that he could immigrate to Country R with his family and live a prosperous life.

"On the contrary, if you tell the truth and hand over all the lists you know, I will save you from having to face the eyes of your relatives who are heartbroken, want to skin you and cramp you, and treat you like a enemy. How about serving in another place?"

Yan Zhao's eyes suddenly opened, with panic and a will to die.

If he opens his mouth, those people's business is deeply rooted and they will not let go of their village.

But now he was controlled by Zhao Junning. Only his mouth could move his whole body. Thinking of the book he had read, his heart skipped a beat and he bit down hard on his tongue.

"I forgot to tell you, biting your tongue won't kill anyone." Wei Wei's cold and murderous voice reached Yan Zhao's ears, and along with it, Wei Wei directly removed Yan Zhao's chin.

Yan Zhao, whose vision was blurred by pain, raised his eyes in a daze. A cold light flashed before his eyes, and he saw the lesbian in front of him raised her fist, with the back of her hand facing him. Sandwiched between the fingers of her fist were four slender sticks. Silver needle.

"I gave you the opportunity, but you didn't cherish the opportunity to make a difference." Wei Wei picked up an embroidery needle and sat on the low stool that Chen Kaige moved over. "There is no embroidery thread, so I can only use ordinary thread instead. Don't worry. , it’ll be fine in no time.”

Wei Wei slowly divided the sewing thread into four strands, otherwise, he might not be able to thread the embroidery needle.

Yan Zhao's eyelids trembled, he couldn't believe that a lesbian dared to embroider on human skin, and he had the suspicion in his heart that Wei Wei was trying to scare him.

Wei Wei stared at the threaded thread, glanced at Yan Zhao, and curled her lips. It seemed that the back-embroidery feast she had prepared for the old lady of the Fujiwara family was going to be enjoyed by Yan Zhao first.

Wei Wei pinched Yan Zhao's chin and used his hand to thread the needle.

The word 'sell' has already appeared half of its outline.

The only thing at the scene was Yan Zhao's heart-rending screams, Zhao Junning's scalp was numb, and even watching Wei Wei's hand speed from a close distance, there was only an afterimage.

Looking back, Mr. Wei just kicked him out of the car, which was really merciful.

Not only him, but some of the cowardly people awaiting trial who were at the scene but far away fainted from fright. God, will they also fall into the hands of the devil later?

No, they don’t want to have their faces tattooed.

Not to mention them, there were several soldiers at the scene who were not able to look directly at the slender needle for the first time.

"I said, I said." Yan Zhao was convulsing with pain and wished he could die.

"When I finish the embroidery, I will have plenty of time for you to explain." Wei Wei just wanted to complete her work.

"Boss, it's not good!" Zhao Lei broke in.

Wei Wei stopped suddenly, and only embroidered the Chinese character "冂". Looking back, he saw Zhao Lei's face full of anxiety.

"What's the matter?" Wei Wei fiercely broke the embroidery thread.

"Mr. Dong has been poisoned and is unconscious now. The doctor said it would be best to invite a Chinese medicine expert to take a look. He is helpless." Zhao Lei explained the matter in a few words.

"What?" Wei Wei stood up suddenly and grabbed Zhao Lei's wrist, with shock and anger. In her territory, whoever dares to poison may be seeking death.

"How is the situation now? Is life in danger?" Wei Wei asked urgently.

"The situation has stabilized for the time being," Zhao Lei quickly replied, "However, the person is in a coma, and the doctor said that a cure must be found as soon as possible."

"By the way, are there any national players locally? No matter where they are now." Wei Wei raised her voice and asked all the soldiers present. She usually lives in seclusion. At this time, where can she go to find a national player.

The soldiers present looked at each other and shook their heads.

These soldiers usually have a closed management system and are not locals. How could they know this?

"Go and ask those workers who are locked up. It would be best if you want a well-known local national player with high moral character. If the report is successful, you will be greatly thanked afterwards." Wei Wei immediately thought of a group of workers who had been recruited nearby.

Soon, Wei Wei got the news that there were three Xinglin masters who were highly respected, but they just met White Eyed Wolf disciples, and now they were living in the bullpen.

Wei Wei rolled his eyes, don't mess with anyone, don't mess with the doctors, rely on them to save lives at critical moments.

"Battle Commander Mi, I'll leave this to you. Write down this man's confession carefully. We'll talk about everything when I come back."

"Yes, don't worry, leave this to me." Mi Xuan promised.

Wei Wei led forty soldiers, drove the truck, and rushed non-stop to the place where the Xinglin masters were.

Wei Wei prepared for the worst, and brought the troops to intimidate him, to handle the matter as quickly as possible and take away the target person in the shortest possible time.

Wei Wei was in a hurry and was not in the mood to test him by going back and forth.

On the way, Wei Wei and Zhao Lei learned about the specific situation, and their eyebrows seemed to be condensed with frost.

Mr. Dong has been poisoned a long time ago, so it can only be in the desert. Therefore, Mr. Qian has someone who hides deeply. Or perhaps Mr. Qian has also been poisoned, but it has not exploded yet.

So what if the symptom of this poison is Mr. Dong’s heart problem?

Did the doctor at the hospital he went to find out that Mr. Dong was poisoned and not suffering from heart failure caused by normal aging?

Although it was just suspicion, Wei Wei had decided to have someone check that hospital.

On the country road, small wild chrysanthemums were blooming. Unfortunately, Wei Wei had no intention of admiring them and led the people straight towards the destination.

When Wei Wei sat down in front of the brigade secretary, brigade captain and others, behind him were soldiers lined up in two rows, motionless.

The scene was silent, except for the sound of a pindrop.

"Without further ado, I'm going to take Niu Shuxia away wherever she is." Wei Wei lowered his eyes and stared at the general gun spinning on his fingertips.

The secretary of the brigade was afraid that the female bandit would do something wrong, so he shot him to death. He didn't dare to say nonsense and took Wei Wei directly to the bullpen.

Niu Shuxia, who looked haggard, was sitting on the big stone on the left side of the cowshed, numbly cooking something unknown on a broken pottery pot, which seemed to be the roots of some kind of plant.

When Wei Wei and the others arrived, Niu Shuxia didn't even move her eyes. She only focused on looking at the clay pot, with the group of little beasts to her left.

Soon, as long as she drinks it, she will be free.

Wei Wei held Niu Shuxia's hand and said, "I'll invite you to a big dinner, will you go?"

Niu Shuxia's hands shook, her eyes moved, and then she turned to look at the person.

The girl in front of her has a bright smile, like the rising sun, bright but not scorching. Behind her, there is a neat and upright man, who is incompatible with those monsters and monsters.

Just go have a meal, Niu Shuxia thought to herself, she will always be a full-fledged ghost.