Chu Muxi admired the other party's embarrassment enough, and then slowly and disgustedly removed the thing that blocked the other party's mouth.

"...cough, cough, cough, why is it you!! I want to see Marshal Lu!" The man started yelling as soon as his mouth was let go.

Chu Muxi sat down on the sofa, looked at the other party up and down, until he blushed and his neck was thick.

"Did you forget that you are the one being interrogated now?" Chu Muxi smiled half-smile, took out a small knife from nowhere, and played it casually between his fingers, "Before making a request, shouldn't you be old?" Can you honestly explain your problem clearly?"

The man stared closely at the knife in his hand, and said vigilantly: "...you, what do you want to do? Don't mess around!" After speaking, he saw Chu Muxi's knife in the sun Reflecting the cold light, I couldn't help but feel guilty. "I, I just want to see Marshal Lu and tell him something very important! Only he can tell this matter!"

"You tell him and tell me, there is no difference." Chu Muxi said casually.

The other party saw that he didn't seem to have any intention of hurting him, so he became arrogant again, and sneered, "Don't think that you are with Marshal Lu now that you can really make decisions for him. It's not your turn to listen to this kind of thing. .”

Chu Muxi raised his eyebrows, "I was still thinking about what kind of person the leader of your free organization is, so I just took a look at it out of curiosity. Now I am very suspicious, how did your IQ and EQ reach the position of leader? You can't, it's fake and shoddy, right?"

"What do you mean? Are you belittling me on purpose? Do you think that this will make Marshal Lu unable to contact me? Marshal Lu and I are both fighting for the empire and the happiness and stability of the people of the empire!" What about you! I know you, a rich young master, what do you know? You only know about pleasure, and your scumbag father is the norm in your circle! Do you think there is any difference between you and him—ah !"

A knife went through his hair and was nailed to the head of the bed.

The man was lying down and wanted to struggle to get up, but was frightened by this blow and immediately became motionless, his expression panicked, and his whole body was stiff.

"...You, you, what do you want to do..." He stammered and asked, his face turned pale.

Now he was a little afraid that Chu Muxi would not control himself and give him a knife.

Chu Muxi walked up to him, bent down, looked at him, smiled slightly, and paused every word.

"You talk too much."

Chu Muxi straightened up, "Okay, don't bother. Tell me first, what's your name?"

"...Roy." The man with glasses named Roy dared not speak out, and could only answer questions honestly.

"Roy, right? You founded this free organization?" Chu Muxi asked again.

"Of course it's me! I worked so hard to create this organization, if it wasn't for me—"

"Tell the truth." Chu Muxi interrupted him, "Stop repeating those stupid nonsense, let's talk about something practical."

Roy was choked, and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something to refute, but because of the knife that Chu Muxi nailed to his hair, he said without confidence: "Yes, someone helped me."

"I'll just say it." Chu Muxi smiled deeply, "You look like a puppet."

Or the kind of brain that doesn't work very well.

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