allonlinenovel Chapter 757, Dongfang Yao
Chapter 757, Dongfang Yao
Chapter 757, Dongfang Yao
Yao was silent for a while and asked, "Who is stronger between you and that person? From your description, that person should be very strong."
There has to be a backup.
"It's okay, I have a solution. Just do what you need to do. The rest is between him and me." Teng Yunze said.
He obviously didn't want them to get too involved.
Xiao Zijin frowned slightly: "We can help you."
"Make my arrangements well is the greatest help! Don't act without authorization, or I will be affected."
Teng Yunze said seriously.
"That's fine, listen to you, listen to you, listen to you. How can I see it, you can do it quickly.
Let's hurry up and get it now, it will start tomorrow night, time is very tight. "
Yao began to urge.
They really don't have enough time.
Teng Yunze nodded, and took out his own pen from his sleeve.
From the appearance point of view, it is no different from ordinary brushes.
But Teng Yunze used it to cut a small cut in the center of the palm.
Seeing this, both of them were a little surprised.
I didn't expect this pen to be sharp. When I saw him writing with this pen yesterday, it was obviously soft.
There may be some special mechanism.
Teng Yunze cut his mouth without changing his face, looked at Yao and said:
"It may hurt a little, bear with it."
"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay! I'm not afraid of pain! Come on, where shall we cut?"
Yao asked fearlessly.
"An arm will do."
"Okay, here you go! Cut it off."
Yao raised his sleeves and stretched out his right arm.
At this time, Teng Yunze gently pinched the end of the brush, and drew the red pattern for him with the blood on his palm.
He was so fast that Yao felt as if he had been stung by a bee on his arm the moment he wrote.
A strong stabbing pain spread from the tip of the pen, and it became more and more painful.
Obviously the brush is soft, but it hurts more than cutting with a knife.
Yao couldn't help clenching his teeth, and his clenched fists began to sweat coldly.
Xiao Zijin naturally discovered this detail. She stared at the writing brush that was drawing a pattern, hoping to end it soon.
When half a cup of tea was not available, Teng Yunze finally finished the painting.
The moment he stopped writing, the pattern just now disappeared.
Yao felt that his whole arm was numb.
"well enough?"
Xiao Zijin wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief.
I didn't expect it to hurt so much.
Yao took a deep breath, smiled and said:
"It's okay, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt. It's just that after maintaining this position for a long time, my arm is a little numb."
He was a little lucky that it wasn't Xiao Zijin who did this.
Otherwise, he must be distressed to death.
Xiao Zijin looked at the cold sweat on his forehead, saying such words was really not convincing.
It didn't break him though.
"Then let's rest for a while and then go out and do something," she said.
"No problem, brother Teng, don't worry, we will help you do well." Yao was full of confidence.
Teng Yunze washed the pen with water, dried it, and put it back in his sleeve.
"Okay, then I'll leave it to you. I still have some things to prepare here, and you will be in charge there."
The two nodded.
Xiao Zijin took out the watering can containing the poison and five masks that could contain the poison gas from his sleeve and put them on the table.
"I leave this to you, the contents of this watering can are extremely poisonous, inhaling them will surely kill you.
You keep it as a backhand. This is called a mask to cover your nose and mouth to prevent yourself from inhaling. "
(End of this chapter)