The Poison Master was so angry that he was shaking all over, and his pretty face was livid.
This madman, how dare he do this?
Is he really not afraid of death?
Or...has he been gambling all along?
No, if it was a bet, shouldn't he first stabilize himself and the people outside?
At this moment, her confidence began to collapse silently, and she couldn't understand why Xu Lin did this?
In fact, Xu Lin was gambling.
But he was not betting on his own life, but on the poisoner's life. How much value was she in the hearts of these people?
By this time, life and death had long been ignored, and he only had one belief in his heart. The poison master's threat to Daxia could not be replaced by anyone in the Ray organization.
Taking this guy to be buried with him would be considered a worthy death.
"Zarp, it was me who planted the bomb. I blew up Honghe Mountain. If you want to kill me, then kill me!"
A roar came from Xiaogu's mouth. He was hysterical, his eyes were red, and his whole body was trembling.
Xu Lin's eyes darkened when he heard this, and he raised the muzzle of the gun in his hand.
Poison Master: "If you touch him, I will die here immediately."
Hearing this, Xu Lin was stunned.
It seems that this little orphan is very important in the poison master's heart.
Otherwise, she would not threaten herself with her own death.
"Haha! As a teacher, you risk your life to protect your students, so there's really nothing I can do about it." Xu Lin smiled and really took it to heart.
"Let them out!"
He said coldly.
As he spoke, he reached out to the poison master's black lace belt.
"Shameless! You..."
The poison master was so angry that his face turned red and he gritted his teeth, wishing he could bite this guy to death.
"Go, everyone get out!"
After Xiaogu saw it, he spoke coldly, and his eyes when he left were like those of a wolf. His calmness and bloodthirsty were really frightening.
Xu Lin smiled nonchalantly, then pressed the poison master on the sofa, and cuffed the handcuffs he had brought before to the poison master's hands.
Outside the villa, a group of people gathered together, with ferocious looks on everyone's faces.
As the core of the Ray organization, they are the only ones who threaten others. How can they ever be threatened by others?
"Brother Huo, say something, or else we can just storm in?"
"Yes! Lao Huo, now that Juehu is dead, you are the oldest here."
"Either storm in, I'm 50% sure." A middle-aged man with a somewhat feminine appearance said.
"No, we can't be impulsive unless we are 100% sure of the teacher's safety." Xiaogu said coldly.
"What do you, a kid, know? Get out of here."
A hot-tempered guy next to him pushed Xiao Gu aside.
Xiaogu: "I'll call the saint now."
After saying that, he immediately took out a satellite phone and dialed a number. After a while, the call was connected.
"Brother Qin, the teacher was arrested..."
He immediately told the person on the other end of the phone the whole story. The other person fell silent for an instant, and heavy breathing came from the other end of the phone.
After a while, the other party said: "Three days, report any situation in time. After three days, if there is still no hope, attack immediately."
"But Brother Qin, teacher..."
"Listen to me, we can't ruin the entire organization because of this."
"yes……"
Xiao Gu put down the phone and seemed to have lost all strength.
He conveyed the saint's words to everyone, and after listening to them, although they had some objections, they still listened to the saint's opinion.
Bang!
At this moment, in an island manor owned by the third family, a young man angrily smashed the satellite phone in his hand to the ground.
"Damn it! Damn it!"
He had a ferocious face, roaring loudly, and his eyes were filled with wrath that reached the sky.
"Master, for now, you have made the most correct choice." said an old man who looked like a butler.
"I know..." The young man took a deep breath, gradually calmed down, and said, "But Yang Xin is too important. Without her, we would lose hundreds of millions of dollars in financial support every year."
"Hey!" The housekeeper shook his head and sighed.
…
In the poison master's base camp, Xu Lin was sitting on the sofa, looking at the poison master.
The latter asked calmly: "I'm curious, why are you immune to all toxins?"
Xu Lin: "Didn't I tell you? All your poisons have been leaked by others, and some of you are my people."
"Impossible, you..."
The Poison Master exclaimed subconsciously, and then began to become suspicious.
To be honest, she really couldn't find any explanation other than this explanation.
As their eyes met, Xu Lin's heart suddenly moved.
He activated a skill, Telepathy.
The next moment, his gaze seemed to pass through the Poison Master's body, directly striking into her soul and memory.
A picture appeared before her eyes.
Memories flashed and the Poison Master's thoughts were easily interpreted.
In addition, he even saw pictures one after another. The memory was very strange. The moment he interpreted it, he seemed to have become the poison master himself.
Then faces appeared in front of them, basically the people outside.
Then……
Xu Lin's pupils shrank suddenly. He saw a manor by the sea, and a young man's face appeared in the manor.
"No! Impossible!"
At this moment, the Poison Master shook his head violently, and Xu Lin also instantly withdrew from his mental state.
His eyes brightened again and he asked: "Who is the saint? Can you tell me the truth?"
The poison master successfully changed the subject, and she said coldly: "Do you think I'm stupid?"
Xu Lin nodded and smiled and said, "A little bit."
"A saint...should be very young, no more than 30 years old."
"Well... he should be in good condition. At least he has a private seaside manor."
"Also, I think such a person should have a servant or butler beside him, so that ordinary people cannot reach him."
Xu Lin spoke since ancient times, and the depths of the poison master's eyes suddenly shrank.
Shocked, extremely shocked.
How on earth did he know?
Impossible, is it just a guess?
The next moment, Xu Lin continued to say leisurely: "I think this saint should have good looks, a bit handsome, like a scholar wearing gold-rimmed glasses. The bridge of his nose is a bit high? His lips are a bit thin? His eyes must be very sharp, right? His height... I guess Not less than 180?”
Every time Xu Lin spoke, the poison master's pupils flickered once.
Shock! Still shocked!
Every word Xu Lin said fits the saint's identity and appearance. How is this possible?
Isn’t this how psychological testing works?
"Haha! I think I can already draw the image of a saint. Do you want to take a look?" Xu Lin grinned. That smile looked like a devil in the poison master's eyes, making her tremble.
