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Jin Wujiu seemed to have forgotten about these people and returned to his seat carrying Jiang You's head.

Everyone began to sing and dance again.

Situ Xun, Wang Qichuan and others knelt on the ground like sculptures.

No one dared to stand up without Jin Wujiu's order.

Those people danced past them like horses galloping through flowers, and even the flying skirts swept across people's faces from time to time.

Especially these ethnic minorities, some of them even have the habit of not wearing anything under their skirts.

Situ Xun had never suffered such humiliation in his life, and his old body was shaking with anger.

But as he trembled, he realized something was wrong.

Damn it, why did this old guy Wang Qichuan kneel so far away while kneeling!

Wang Qichuan is worthy of being a character who climbed up to the position of family head from the bottom. He is flexible and adaptable. He was beaten pale just now, but as soon as he recovered, he made plans for himself.

He moved his knees slowly and calmly, and soon moved from the cold jade to the carpet closest to him.

The moment his knee moved over, Wang Qichuan felt relaxed all over.

Since you're kneeling anyway, at least make your knees feel better.

Feeling that many eyes were falling on him, he kept his head down and did not dare to turn around to look.

It goes without saying that the old man in the Situ family’s face must be darker than the bottom of a pot.

He looked around secretly and found that the waiters and waitresses here were all at least B-level psychics or above.

These B-level high-level psychics could live well at any base outside, if not be treated as guests of honor. However, here, they are actually used to serve tea and water!

He even saw many waiters being dragged directly into the gauze in the corner, and soon, torn clothes were thrown out.

Occasionally, the veil is lifted, revealing the eye-catching scenes inside.

And none of the waiters resisted.

Occasionally there would be resistance, but they would be dealt with instantly by the guards who rushed over.

Wang Qichuan lowered his brows and glanced secretly in the direction of Jiang You.

When I saw this, I was completely stunned.

Jin Wujiu leaned back in his chair in a relaxed manner, drinking fine wine and holding a beautiful woman in his arms.

And he actually used the dead man's head as a stepping stone.

Wang Qichuan only took a glance at it and felt that the dead man's head was even more "unable to close his eyes in death".

Besides, Jiang You’s head was being stepped on as a stool, so kneeling was not a big deal if he thought about it this way.

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After humiliating the group of people and venting his anger, Jin Wuju had Situ Xun and others taken to a rest area.

He then carried Jiang You's head into the forbidden tower.

The Forbidden Tower has twelve floors above ground and six floors underground, for a total of eighteen floors.

Jin Wuxin's office.

"Sister, look what this is?!"

He slammed Jiang You's head onto the desk as if he was visiting someone with a fruit basket.

"Oh!"

Jiang You heard the sound of his bones colliding with the wooden table.

Jin Wuxin, who was busy handling official business, looked up. The pair of sharp eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses looked at Jin Wuju with disapproval, and his handsome brows frowned.

"How many times have I told you not to walk around with your breasts exposed?"

Jin Wuxin and Jin Wuju, brother and sister, look 80% similar.

If Jin Wuju is a strong wild wolf, then Jin Wuxin is an elegant cheetah, graceful yet full of murderous power.

Jin Wuju has a pair of deep blue pupils, while Jin Wuxin's eyes are beautiful amber.

Adjectives like sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes are usually used to describe men, but they are also very appropriate when used on Jin Wuxin's face.

These eyes and brows made her look less gentle and more fierce.

Upon hearing this, Jin Wuju casually pulled at his open silk robe, poked the dead man's head on the table with his index finger, and moved the head back and forth like a tumbler.

Jiang You: "..."

"Hey, don't always preach like an old woman. Come and see what good things I brought you."

Jin Wuxin noticed the dead head he brought over early on.

"Is this the only human who can fuse with Fire?"

"Yeah yeah!"

Jin Wuju nodded happily, "Sister, I didn't expect that old dog Situ Xun actually took Jiang You's head!"

"Sister, I heard that this guy has a super strong healing ability. If her head hadn't been chopped off, she wouldn't have died at all!"

He picked up Jiang You's head and handed it to his sister as if he were presenting a treasure.

Jin Wuxin took a serious look at the head in Jin Wuju's hand, his eyes fixed on Jiang You's.

"You said she's dead?"

Jin Wuxin nodded, "Yes, dead.

However, Situ Xun said that because of the fire, although Jiang You is dead, there will still be some biological reactions in this brain because of the fire. "

Jin Wuxin looked at the dead man's head suspiciously, then lifted it up with one hand, "Is he really dead?"

She asked suspiciously, and at the same time, she picked up the pen on the table with lightning speed.

"Pfft!"

She stabbed hard at the eye sockets, while staring closely at the head in her hand, not missing any details.

The pen was half-buried in the eye socket, but the pupils did not react at all.

It's just a dead thing.

When people face a crisis, the body will react faster than the mind, but at this time, this dead head didn't even move a nerve.

"Sister! What are you doing!!!" Jin Wuju frowned, "Do you suspect she's still alive? How can someone be chopped off and only have a head left and still be alive? She's not a bug!"

Jin Wuxin, "It's better to be cautious. It looks like he is really dead."

She pulled out the pen, and the red ink had dyed the whites of her eyes red. The punctured tissue was turned inside out, and red lines were surging at the wound, which looked very scary.

"I like these eyes, why did you ruin them!"

"I just need to determine whether she is really dead. After all, fire is strange and no one knows to what extent it can evolve."

"Have you made up your mind now?"

Jin Wuxin nodded boredly, put the head on the ground, and asked someone to clean the table and send the dead head to the laboratory.

While people were waiting for a while, no one noticed that the dead head on the ground opened its mouth slightly.

Several small black spider-like things crawled out of her mouth.

After quickly leaping to the shadow, more densely packed spider larvae crawled out of the little spider's abdomen and quickly disappeared into various gaps.