Chapter 890 Backhand

The aura of the Jianghu man is vividly reflected in him.

Danger is just his excuse.

Anyone who can run around in the world will not cherish his life. In other words, the most valuable thing in his body is his life.

As long as the money is available, nothing is impossible.

I nodded to myself: "How much was the hush money you asked for from someone before?"

"It's hard to say. The less is only a few hundred yuan, and the more is only one or two thousand."

Yang Hu laughed at himself leisurely: "It's not worth getting beaten now, so it's not easy to blackmail."

"Let's do it, one thousand yuan." I stared into his eyes: "One thousand yuan at a time."

Yang Hu's eyes rolled a few times, obviously weighing the pros and cons.

I immediately added more heat: "If this price doesn't work, then I'll find someone else."

"According to Monan's price, this price is enough to hire a professional trainer from a martial arts school."

Upon hearing this, Yang Hu immediately nodded: "Okay! This price is fine!"

I took out a thousand dollars from my bag and gently placed it in front of him: "I like to pay my bills first."

Yang Hu was stunned for a moment and hurriedly put the money away.

"I'll get ready right now!"

"Wait a minute."

I took out the white gloves I had prepared in advance from my pocket and said, "You don't have to follow me closely. I've put on white gloves. Just be ready to take action."

"I want you to hit me with one blow and leave no one alive."

Yang Hu nodded, turned around and opened the door, and there was an exclamation from outside the door.

I followed the sound and saw that it was Xiaomei.

Yang Hu helped Xiaomei up helplessly: "Why are you hiding someone in the middle of the night?"

"What do you mean by hiding in the middle of the night?" Xiaomei patted the ashes on her knees and stared at him fiercely: "Can you speak?"

Yang Hu turned his head to look, and apologized to Xiaomei again and again.

I quickly walked out and patted Yang Hu on the shoulder: "This is my apprentice. His temper is just like this. Don't mind."

Yang Hu laughed a few times and ran straight down the stairs.

Xiaomei pouted and took out a small brown paper bag from her pocket: "Here you go."

"it is done?"

"It works 100%!" Xiaomei couldn't hide her pride: "I've done experiments!"

I was stunned for a while: "W-what did you use for the experiment?"

"He's your personal little Taoist boy."

"What the hell! Wuwen?"

My eyes almost fell to the ground: "You are such an honest kid, why are you doing so much harm to him?"

"What do you mean by harm?" Xiaomei pursed her lips: "I think everyone is very busy, but he has nothing to do, so I'll look for him."

"Besides, this is called a clinical trial. With this procedure, can it be guaranteed to be foolproof?"

I looked at the small pill in my hand and felt a little dumbfounded: "Where is Wuwen?"

Xiaomei fiddled with her wrist a few times, and the snow-white worms came out of the skin.

She took out a few fingernails from her pocket and shook them in front of Gu Chong. Within a few times, Gu Chong raised his head high.

"Da da da……"

I looked back and saw Wuwen slowly walking out from the corner.

Xiaomei smiled proudly: "Tell me, what do you want him to do?"

I covered my head with one hand and whispered, "I want him to return to normal."

"This is easy to handle."

Xiaomei put her fingernails away: "I fed some of Wuwen's nails to the Gu. The Gu can feel the presence of the nail owner. As long as I don't deliberately control it, Wuwen can return to normal."

"Do you think it's necessary to have nails?"

"Of course." Xiaomei stared at me for a while: "Why are you so surprised?"

She explained patiently: "Many people think voodoo is mysterious, but in fact they just don't understand its principles."

After saying that, Xiaomei stretched out both hands in front of me at the same time: "This left hand is the poison, and the right hand is the person who has been poisoned. There must be a medium between them."

"Nails, hair, anything."

After she explained it this way, I understood a little better: "Is this the same principle behind the Nanyang head-lowering technique?"

"Almost, they are the same family. It's just that the head-lowering technique is more vicious."

I thought for a moment and said, "Okay, then I'll find a way to get their nails done."

I asked people to test them several times, and after making sure that they were all asleep, I took out the blowpipe that had been dusty for a long time.

Soon, their room was almost completely enveloped in smoke. After covering my mouth and nose, I entered the room barefoot.

With almost no effort, I got all the nails of these people.

When having breakfast the next day, Duan Xu was the only one complaining and having a headache. The other three just stuffed rice into their mouths dullly and showed no reaction at all.

In fact, Duan Xu was right to have a headache.