Quick Wear: The Villain is a Little Pitiful

Hearing this, Tong Xiyuan suddenly turned his head and asked in a thicker voice, "Is it done?"

"Well," the man just now was full of joy, holding up the remaining half of the potion in his hand and fantasizing, "After injecting this, we can not only surpass ordinary people in speed and defense, but also endure the harsh winter and scorching heat that ordinary people can't endure. With this, the organization will soon be able to dominate the world!"

Everyone else echoed, one after another, and their excitement was evident in their words.

Tong Xiyuan frowned, finding that this was not quite the same as what he understood.

According to 999, the virus that this laboratory is researching should be able to destroy all of humanity. How come these people say it's a good medicine for strengthening the body?

"By the way," the researcher who had spoken to Tong Xiyuan at the beginning suddenly spoke up. He put the remaining medicine back on the tray and told Tong Xiyuan, "Put it back in the cold storage and wait for the leader to come back and we will report together. By then, the medicine can be developed in batches."

Tong Xiyuan picked up the tray, nodded, turned around and went back the way he came.

He found the so-called cold storage, opened the freezer, hesitated for a moment, stared at the half tube of almost transparent medicine for a long time, and then replaced it with other medicines he took out from the laboratory.

After changing his disguise, Tong Xiyuan put the man who was knocked unconscious at the door of the cold storage, then climbed over the wall and returned to the car parked by the garden, avoiding the eyes and ears.

Almost the next second after he climbed from the rear of the car to the driver's seat, someone knocked on the car window from outside.

"Master Xiyuan, are you in there?"

Tong Xiyuan leaned back in his chair, ruffled his hair, lowered the window, yawned, squinted his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

The gardener was stunned at first, then smiled, "So you are here. The villa said you were coming, and we have been waiting for a long time."

"Um..." Tong Xiyuan rubbed his eyes, "Sorry, I fell asleep."

The gardener smiled knowingly. He heard that this person had just come out of the chief's room this morning. No wonder. He said, "It's okay, you can continue to rest."

Tong Xiyuan glanced at the time and looked very sleepy. "No, I'd better go back to my room and sleep. Please prepare those things."

The gardener wanted to help him drive the car, but before he could even lift his foot, he saw Tong Xiyuan start the car. The car shook and stalled on the spot. Tong Xiyuan leaned against the car window and smiled at him embarrassedly, "I was half asleep."

"It's all right," said the gardener, "I'll help you—"

The next moment, the car restarted and sped away.

The gardener stood there smelling the exhaust fumes for a long time, then gave a thumbs up in admiration. He was so sleepy but could still drive. He was worthy of being the one their leader liked.

No! His expression became serious, and he quickly took out his cell phone to send messages to people in the manor, asking them to avoid it.

All the way back to the villa.

Tong Xiyuan went upstairs with the stolen medicine in his pocket. When he passed by the living room, he was sneered by Tong Ximing, who was bored and ignored.

He ignored him as usual, but Tong Ximing, who had been ignored many times, couldn't help it and followed him upstairs to the door.

"Brother, do you really think that the master likes you?" Tong Ximing kept on talking, "Such a powerful man is not something you can reach, do you believe it? The master just treats you as a plaything, and he will get tired of you in a few days. By then, you will be the biggest joke in the whole manor."

He paused, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't implicate me. I don't want to be kicked out."

Tong Xiyuan glanced at him and said, "You're a little noisy."

"Huh?" Tong Ximing paused in anger, then his eyes quickly turned red, and he pretended to be pitiful and said, "Brother, why are you like this now? Have you forgotten what our parents told you when they were still alive? I'm your younger brother, and you are born to love and protect me."

Tong Xiyuan asked: "So?"

Tong Ximing looked back at the villa, and when he found that no one was paying attention to them, he lowered his voice and said, "I like Mr., you give him to me, no, you should stop seducing him. You also know that you have never been as good-looking as me since you were a child, and your personality is not as good as mine. Mr. will not like you, and he will like me sooner or later, so you should quit as soon as possible."

Tong Xiyuan opened the door and made an inviting gesture, "So you like him, then come in and talk."

"Talk about it?" Tong Ximing looked at him in confusion. "What to talk about? Can't you just give it to me?"

Anyway, whatever he sets his eyes on since he was a child will eventually be his.

Tong Xiyuan just smiled and said nothing, and locked the door after he entered.

Tong Ximing gradually felt a little scared, but then he thought about what his brother could do, so he just sat down on the chair and said, "Let's talk, but I'm thirsty, pour me some water first."

Following the principle of courtesy before force, Tong Xiyuan poured him a cup of warm water and handed it to him. The moment he took it, he stepped in the middle of the chair.

"Damn it!" Tong Ximing's hands trembled and he almost spilled the water. He looked up at Tong Xiyuan who was looking down at him with an unhappy face, then looked down at his spread legs and the foot that did not belong to him that was stepping on the chair. He reasonably suspected that this was not what Tong Xiyuan wanted to step on in the first place.

"You," Tong Ximing was not afraid of him at all, "Brother, why are you pretending? Do you dare to hit me?"

Tong Xiyuan frowned, took out a knife, and put the shiny blade against his face, "Why don't you dare? Tong Ximing, you are an adult, you must be responsible for your words and deeds."

Tong Ximing raised his head and said, "Brother, are you still educating me? Are you worthy of my parents? Have you forgotten what they told you? Go ahead and pretend. If you have the guts, you can really do it."

"Yeah." Tong Xiyuan responded to his request, exerted force with his wrist, and the white blade pressed against his face, quickly leaving a bloody mark.

Tong Ximing didn't feel anything at first. The pain only reached his brain after he saw the blood trailing along the blade. He screamed and angrily said, "How dare you hurt me?!"

Tong Xiyuan moved the blade away, patted his face with the smooth side, and said seriously: "Fan He is mine, you can't take it away. If you do it again, I will beat you up directly."

Tong Ximing: "You dare, you are worthy of your parents——"

"My parents are dead," Tong Xiyuan interrupted him, "You are an adult now, I don't owe you anything."

These words were like a blow to the head. Tong Ximing's mind went blank. He wanted to say something, but his lips moved for a long time but no word came out.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that he really had no shelter. Even his brother, who had been exploited by him in various ways, had become someone he could not afford to offend.

Tong Xiyuan retracted his foot, found a tissue to wipe the dagger clean, unlocked the door and said, "Go out."

Tong Ximing stood up by holding the handle of the chair. His feet and legs were weak. He shouted, "Brother..."

"Get out," Tong Xiyuan said again, "If you behave yourself, I won't beat you."