How should the spirit master in the mental hospital save himself at the beginning?

There is no longer a threat to his life. Wang Heng's lumbered body has returned to its original state, revealing his original delicate face. However, Wang Heng's gentle smile is more terrifying to Li Heng than the devil.

"Mmmmmmm!"

Li Heng nodded desperately, ignoring the pain the vines caused him.

The vine inserted into Li Heng's mouth was pulled out, bringing out thick blood.

"Cough cough cough..."

Li Heng coughed crazily, as if he wanted to cough out his lungs. The blood fell on the vines and was absorbed by the vines.

"Please let me go, please, please! I can give you money, give you a lot of money, let me go, let me go..."

"Answer my questions well and I won't kill you."

"Okay, okay, I will definitely tell you everything I know, and I will say whatever comes to my mind!"

"Do my aunt's parents know what happened today?"

"Correct!"

"evidence."

"When I was discussing with her brother, a servant was eavesdropping behind the door, and we found out. Her brother and I tried to kill him to silence him, but he ran away to his uncle and aunt."

"Gudu."

Li Heng swallowed his saliva, and his mouth was filled with the smell of blood.

"After listening to his explanation, my uncle shot him to death, and then said that the servant's hands and feet were unclean..."

"The others?"

"Uncle killed him, only looked at me and her brother, and then left. Her brother said that uncle acquiesced in this matter."

"That's it."

"Yes, yes, what I said is absolutely true. I wouldn't dare to do this without Uncle Wen's acquiescence!"

"Ah......"

Wang Heng thought he was farting and had already discussed it with Wen Ling's brother. Wen Ling's father accidentally found out about it.

"Brother, I have told you everything I know. Can you let me go now?"

Li Heng's eyes were full of hope. If he wanted to survive, he had no other choice but to beg Wang Heng.

"I actually don't want to kill you."

Wang Heng's tone was teasing, and his face seemed to be smiling, but there was no emotion in his eyes.

He took out a potion from his sleeve, which was the Veritaserum left over from last time.

After all, the matter was related to Wen Ling's parents. Wang Heng hoped that what Li Heng said was true, although he did not believe that such a death-fearing playboy would lie when his life was threatened.

"Clap, clap."

Wang Heng approached.

"Brother, dad, grandpa! What are you going to do? Didn't you let me go if I told the truth!?"

Li Heng saw the wooden syringe in Wang Heng's hand. The long wooden needle tip was made of the spiky material of the cactus.

"Be good, you'll be fine after this injection."

Wang Heng spoke very gently, as if coaxing a baby to sleep.

Li Heng struggled wildly, but to no avail.

Behind Wang Heng was a sea of ​​burning fire, in which dozens of lives had been lost, even though those people were not good people.

Li Heng's hand was forced to be rolled up by the vines, and he stretched out towards Wang Heng.

"You don't mind the lack of iodine and alcohol for disinfection, right?"

Wang Heng's faint voice sounded.

"No, no, please let me go, let me go, you said you would let me go..."

The vines wrapped around Li Heng trembled slightly.

Wang Heng frowned, and a thick vine blocked Li Heng's mouth again.

Li Heng's hands were very fat, and Wang Heng could barely see any veins. It took him several times to prick the right place...well...it should be right.

After injecting a tube of truth serum, Wang Heng raised his hand, and the wooden syringe drew an arc in the air and fell into the sea of ​​fire.

After about ten minutes, Li Heng's struggle stopped, his eyes became distracted, and he looked more like an idiot.

Wang Heng observed his appearance, and compared it with the way he pretended to be affected by the drug, and found that it looked quite similar. He was indeed an actor!

"Do my aunt's parents know what happened today?"

Wang Heng repeated the question again.

"know."

"Tell me the specific situation."

Li Heng's subsequent explanation was similar to what he just said, and he didn't lie.

"I wasted half a million dollars on a bottle of truth serum..."

The faint voice drifted away with the cold night wind. Under the firelight, Wang Heng's face looked bright or dark, with no trace of sadness or joy.

He did kill someone after all. Although Zhao Feng also killed someone that time, it was just to protect himself.

This time it was still for self-protection.

But he killed all the people who saw him using his powers, just because he didn't want his identity as a superpower to be discovered by the Superpower Bureau, even though those people were not good people.

He didn't like the superpower game. His first impression was that Li Qing was arrogant and conceited and didn't regard the dignity of ordinary people as dignity or the dignity of a mental patient.

When Fangyuan started a relationship just to get him to apologize, they were still being petty when apologizing. They clearly did something wrong. Will they die if they apologize honestly?

You can tell the whole story at a glance. This is true for trashy superpowers like Li Qing. How good can the superpower game be?

Of course, there are certainly people in the Superpower Bureau who are dedicated to serving the people, but there are too few of them. Does it mean that after he enters the Superpower Bureau, he still has to rely on luck to find a good teacher?

What Wang Heng hates most is trying his luck, because he always feels that he is unlucky.

Growing up, he only won once, when he had another bottle of iced black tea, and then he never won again, even though because of his handsome appearance, people would occasionally give him drinks.

Appearance is not luck, it is strength, innate strength...

Wang Heng just stood there thinking about something, forgetting that he had just experienced a battle, until Li Heng woke up and started to moan and scream again...

"Woooooo~"

Li Heng's mouth was still gagged, and his mouth was already bloody.

The vine blocking Li Heng's mouth was pulled out, and the resentment in Li Heng's eyes flashed away.

Then it was filled with sadness.

"Please let me go. My family is rich and I won't call the police..."

Li Heng's voice begging for mercy became weaker and weaker. He had been pampered for many years. He had never been wronged except when he was bullied by his brother when he was a child...

"You promised me that as long as I answer the questions honestly, you won't kill me!"

"Yeah, I won't kill you!"

The vines put Li Heng down, and he collapsed on the ground, looking at Wang Heng with eyes full of disbelief.

Actually let yourself go?

What a fool!

"Thank you, thank you brother, thank you dad, thank you grandpa!"

Li Heng kowtowed crazily on the ground, and his blood was thrown out and splashed on Wang Heng's body.

Wang Heng frowned and said to Li Heng:

"get out."

"Yes, yes! I'll get out right now, I'll get out right now!"

Li Heng got up and ran. He didn't care about the direction. As long as he was far away from Wang Heng, he would be in paradise!

"Master, do you really want to let him go?"

Qingyi asked doubtfully, this is not Wang Heng's style.

Wang Heng smiled and said nothing.

"Pfft!"

The vines shot out, pierced Li Heng's heart, and pinned Li Heng directly to the wall.

“It’s more painful to die after you’ve been given the hope to live than to know you’re going to die in the first place.”

Li Heng, who was stabbed to death, still had the joy of surviving on his face.

He tried his best to look back at Wang Heng, the devil, but the vines pierced him and he couldn't move.

Li Heng wanted to ask Wang Heng why, didn't he agree to let him go?

"I didn't kill you, it was him!"

Wang Heng pointed to the winding vines beside him, but Li Heng could no longer see them.

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