Zhong Qishan's open mouth suddenly closed.

Little Bailu slapped his tongue: "Sister, how do you know that he will tell you to change trading terms?"

It's a mind-reading skill!

Duanmu Yawang didn’t use him. He looked at the hourglass on Xiaoan’s table next to Zhong Qishan’s hospital bed and said, “Let me remind you that there are still two and a half minutes left. You can finish what you want to say."

After that, she didn’t even look at Zhong Qishan. She handed over a chair in the room and sat down on the chair with her legs crossed. Look.

Compared with her leisurely, Zhong Qishan seemed more and more restless.

The cold sweat on his body almost drenched his clothes.

Time, little by little.

Seeing that the sand in the hourglass was about to run out, Zhong Qishan closed his eyes, bit his teeth, and said, "Miss Duanmu, I am willing to make this deal with you."

Duanmu Ya looked at the page turning hand and turned around, turning around to watch Zhong Qishan's lips lift up: "Very good."

"However, the less people know about this, the better."

When Zhong Qishan said, staring at the people in Luo Jiuchen, the cold sweat on his face continued to fall like water, and his face was so pale. His men looked at him, and couldn't help putting a handkerchief on the floor and let him wipe the sweat. .

Zhong Qishan squeezed the handkerchief and wiped it for a while. There was a mixture of pus and sweat on it, and he threw the handkerchief in disgust.

Duanmu Yawang knew that Zhong Qishan wanted to let Luo Jiuchen and the others go out, "Sect Master Zhong, don’t shy away from them. They will not speak out except for the people here, and even if you only tell me, I’m with them. They will definitely work together, and they will also know."

Zhong Qishan hesitated: "Are you sure you won't say anything."

"Sure."

Unless it is Gongyu Lanzhi and the Brahma Sutra.

However, for Wuzhejie, the two of them probably know better than all of them here.

"good."

Zhong Qishan took a deep breath and winked at several of his men, "You go out first."

"Yes."

Several of Zhong Qishan's subordinates knew that he was going to negotiate a deal with Duanmu Yawang, so they answered and left.

The room door was closed, and there was silence in the room. Duanmu Yawang and the others were looking straight at Zhong Qishan, waiting for him to speak.

Zhong Qishan estimated that the pressure was very high, and the cold sweat was constantly oozing out, and some of it slipped from the eyelids to the eye sockets. He casually wiped it twice with his sleeve, and said: "Well, in fact, I don’t know much about this matter. clear……"

Duanmuya narrowed her eyes, "Sect Master Zhong, don't tell me, is this what you want to tell me?"

"no!"

As midnight was approaching, Zhong Qishan was so scared that his hair stood up when he thought of getting sick. Duanmu Yawang was his only life-saving straw, so how dare he offend her.

He shook his throat and said: "I'm serious. I didn't know this at first. Huainan had an accident in your empire. I was not there at all, and I was still in the Golden Crow Sect."

Duanmu Ya looked and listened, remembering that she had never seen Zhong Huainan at the time.

"I only knew about the accident in Huainan. It was Busan Flying Pigeon who passed the book to me." Zhong Qishan recalled: "I was very angry when I heard the news. Huainan is my only son!"

Duanmu Yawang's face was calm, "What about after?"

"At the beginning I wanted to seek revenge from you from the Jinwuzong, but Busan told me the next day that he had a way to resurrect Huainan. Let me go over and discuss with him first."

Duanmu Yawang: "Didn't you find a way, why do you want to discuss it?"

"It’s not clear in the Busan letter, and I think it’s weird because Huainan’s heart was pinched by you. Generally speaking, even if it’s our Hui Ling Pill, it’s probably very difficult to save people back under such circumstances. , Not to mention that Huainan has already eaten Hui Ling Pill once."

"At that time, the distance was too far, and there were a lot of things in the clan. I couldn't rush to meet Busan immediately. Later, Busan wrote that I didn't have to come in person, so I could choose a group of students to go there."

Duanmu Yawang was puzzled: "Let the protégé replace you?"

"right……"

Zhong Qishan nodded, "Then, as Busan said, I assigned forty-nine students to join them."

Duanmu Yawang heard strangely: "What about after?"

"It took less than ten days before and after the protégé, and Busan told me that Huainan was resurrected."

"that's all?"

Duanmu Ya squinted his eyes, and Zhong Qishan said bitterly: "It's really like this. I didn't participate at all. It's not very clear. I want to ask about the details of Busan and don't tell me, saying that it is the rules of the street. Leaked."

Duanmu Yawang sneered: "Sect Master Zhong, it is not good to say something is broken. Since you have said that you want to trade, please be honest with everyone."

"Miss Duanmu, what I said is true!"

Zhong Qishan was so anxious that he didn't know how to wiggle his hands and feet: "I have asked Busan several times, but Busan told me that if things leak, everyone in the Jinwuzong Nine Clan will not end well. He said so, my son died. I was rescued, so where can I ask more!"

Duanmuya stared straight at his face, and remembered one important point: "By the way, you just talked about disciples. Why does Zhong Fushan want you to send so many disciples?"

"I've heard a little bit of news from Wuji Street, but you can't come out as soon as you go in. It's natural and safe to have more people."

"Oh?"

This time it was Luo Jiuchen who was speaking. His purple eyes became very sharp at some unknown time: "Those forty-nine students are there today?"

Zhong Qishan dodged his eyes and said softly: "It's all gone."

"Gone?"

A dim light flashed in Duanmuya's eyes, and suddenly remembered that they were in the place where they were in the bargaining house. They saw someone doing a deal in the bargaining house. Not everyone can come out when they enter.

But with so many forty-nine, it is impossible not to have one left, right?

Luo Jiuchen said sharply: "I heard that Wangzhi Street is all dealing with Zhishe. Wouldn't you use the lives of those forty-nine disciples to exchange your son's life?"

Zhong Qishan's tiger stared openly: "Young Master Luo, don't spit people with blood. This kind of thing will never happen. Listening to you, you should know some of the rules of the street, you should understand. All transactions in Wuji Street require personal consent to make transactions. We can't persuade 49 people to die anyway, right?"

"It's not necessarily."

Luo Jiuchen curled his lips, "What if you make them willing to be deceived?"

"Young Master Luo, don't spray people with blood!" Zhong Qishan blushed.

Luo Jiuchen snorted coldly.

Duanmu Yawang stared at Zhong Qishan, with a faint smile: "Isn't Sect Master Zhong not clear about the transaction in the street, why is it so clear about willingness?"