"oh?"

Ye Qiu's face once again showed a playful smile. If Ling Xiaocheng, an old bastard who was inhumane, could be called open and honest, then there would be no bad people in the world, and the traitors in the underground world could be worshipped as role models.

"Okay, since you don't want to admit it, let's talk about where the chronic drug happiness came from. I'm very interested in this."

Ling Xiaocheng became the old bastard who was eating weights and was determined to accept his crimes. Ye Qiu simply used roundabout tactics and walked through the winding paths. Starting from "Anle" to see if he could dig out some useful news.

"Anle? What is this? I don't know!"

Ling Xiaocheng gritted his teeth, looking like he was not in charge of his own affairs and was hanging high, but the more he did this, the more he could show that he had something wrong.

In any case, he is also the director of the People's Hospital and an expert in frequent surgery.

Ling Luo, a returnee, has heard that Anle is a drug banned all over the world, and he has no reason to know nothing.

"Don't you pretend to be garlic with me, do you have to force me to do it?

You may not understand my methods yet. Once you force me to aggravate, you will not have a good ending!"

Seeing Ling Xiaocheng pretending to be dead, Ye Qiu gradually lost his patience and began to get angry.

But Ling Xiaocheng has never seen strong winds and waves. This is found in the police station and in the interrogation room. He doesn't believe that Ye Qiu will do anything to him.

"If you have any skills, just let me come over. If I, Ling Xiaocheng, blink my eyes, my name will be reversed and your surname will be yours!"

The old thief looked gritting his teeth, holding his head up, looking strong and unwilling to take Ye Qiu seriously at all.

If you deal with others, this trick may be useful and others cannot do anything to him.

But this time he met Ye Qiu, who dominated the entire underground world.

None of the sluts in the dark world are not vicious people. They are still frightened when they hear the name Lengxue. Ye Qiu also wanted to see how long the stubborn Ling Xiaocheng could hold on until.

"Okay, then I'll let you go"

After saying that, Ye Qiu suddenly took out a syringe from behind. The needle tube was filled with a light yellow liquid, just like the color of normal urine.

"What do you want to do?" Ling Xiaocheng was instantly panicked, his pupils unconsciously magnified. He wanted to hide, but he found that he was fixed on his seat and had no way to hide.

"It's nothing. I heard from your son that you like to drink iced black tea, so I'll give you some, hehe."

Ye Qiu showed a slightly "evil" smile. The one inside the syringe was naturally not what he called ice black tea.

"You get out of here, if you take another step forward, I will call someone!"

Ling Xiaocheng was struggling violently. After just a quick glance, he could see what the light yellow liquid was, definitely not ice black tea or human urine!

"You shout, this interrogation room is soundproofed. Even if you shout out loud, no one will hear it outside!"

Ye Qiu had long expected this old bastard to resist violently, but it didn't matter, because Qin Ling outside trusted him enough and had no idea what he did in the interrogation room.

Looking at the sharp pinhole getting closer and closer to his muscles, Ling Xiaocheng finally couldn't hold back and roared loudly: "Get out of here, I don't want to inject Anle!"

"oh?"

Ye Qiu immediately stopped the movements in his hand, looked at Ling Xiaocheng who was struggling with a smile on his face, and asked, "Old thief, have you said you have never heard of Anle just now? I have real ice black tea in my syringe. What kind of Anle is Anle? Come on, let's experience it."

"Don't scare me, I'm not a fool. Your needle tube is obviously happy. I don't want to die, get out of here!"

In front of the god of death, Ling Xiaocheng became a prisoner. No matter how stubborn he was, he still lost, just because he met Ye Qiu, a devil who could control life and death at will!

"Oh, there is no silver here, I don't want to tell you!"

Ye Qiu suddenly sighed, took the syringe and began to look carefully, and even turned the needle as a pen, randomly.

Ling Xiaozhen, who was just silent about Anle, realized something was wrong in Ye Qiu's words and asked with a cold face: "Boy, what do you mean?"

Ye Qiu was not in a hurry to explain, but put down the yellow needle, then took out a Wahaha iced black tea from behind, placed it on the table in the interrogation room, and said, "Where did I get some peace in a short time? This is really iced black tea. Why don't you believe it?"

After saying that, Ye Qiu deliberately put the needle next to Ling Xiaocheng's nose. The old thief was a little disbelief and immediately hid his head far away. However, at that moment, he clearly smelled the smell of ice black tea.

"You bastard, you actually cheated me!"

Ling Xiaocheng realized that he had been deceived. His fists were clenched tightly, and his whole body unconsciously released the murderous aura of the Xuan-level ancient martial arts. If he hadn't been fixed, he would have swung his fists to beat Ye Qiu.

"Hey, don't talk nonsense. I've been emphasizing from beginning to end that the light yellow liquid in this syringe is ice black tea. You have to say it's happiness. How can you say I'm cheating you?"

Ye Qiu laughed, feeling like he was still behaved when he got a bargain.

He had "happiness" medicine around him, but he was still in a secret base, so he didn't have time to get it for a while, so he was quick to learn to use ice black tea with a relatively close color instead.

As a result, Ling Xiaocheng couldn't stand it. He thought Ye Qiu wanted to inject him with Anle, but he was tricked and didn't scold him.

The so-called "unwilling to be fooled by war" is the reason. Although Ling Xiaocheng is a famous figure for a long time, he was completely fooled in front of Ye Qiu, who was in his twenties.

This can be said to be the suppression of IQ and the embodiment of Ye Qiu's brutal methods. After all, after being tempered in the underground world for fifteen years, how could it be that there were no tricks?

"Okay, now you can talk about it. Where did you get this peace? Why do you have to attack those children? Are you not afraid of going to the eighteen levels of hell!"

Ye Qiu suddenly became serious, stood up, staring at Ling Xiaocheng in front of him with a fierce look. In his words, there was an aggressive kingly aura!
Chapter completed!