Chapter 419          Falling in the trap

Zheng He blew the ink marks that had not yet dried up on the paper, and then carefully studied them, fearing that something would happen again.

"Um?

Did I tell the general yesterday?”

Zhu Ye asked a question, and Zheng He realized that he had missed his words.

"No, you said you wanted to make a bomb yesterday, but I just looked around for a few times."

Zheng He quickly explained.

"Hahaha, General Zheng's ability that I can never forget is really envious of my brother."

Zhu Ye smiled, a sharp look flashed in his eyes.

"Probably because I've drunk too much, can I remember it wrong?"

"I am a person who drinks alcohol will delay things."

"However, General Zheng, don't worry, there will definitely be no problem with the formula this time."

"If I can't make a bomb, I, Zhu Ye, let the general ask."

Zhu Ye patted his chest and promised.

The smile on the corner of Zheng He's mouth then opened, and he carefully folded the recipe and put it in his arms.

Zheng He hooked Zhu Ye's shoulder and smiled, "Brother, I naturally trust you."

"Let's go, happy today, we won't be drunk."

A successful smile appeared on the corner of Zheng He's mouth.

"Also drink it?"

It’s better not to drink it, and it will be a mistake again.”

Zhu Ye was a little ruthless, but was stopped by Zheng He: "Don't you look down on your brother?"

What can you miss something?"

"I'm afraid of having my brother protect you, so I can drink it with confidence."

Zheng He smiled and cursed in his heart.

All he wanted was to make Zhu Ye drunk.

Not only is it drunk, it is best to be unable to wake up completely.

Since the recipe has been obtained, Zhu Ye naturally has no need to stay.

As long as Zhu Ye dies, he is the only one who masters the bomb making recipe.

When the water rises, the ship will rise, and your status will only rise but not fall.

Zheng He's abacus in his heart was crackling.

He was not afraid that the recipe Zhu Ye gave him was fake.

If the recipe in his arms is still fake, it proves that Zhu Ye does not want to give the recipe to him.

Then, Zhu Ye also has no need to stay.

He had already become murderous on the way back.

Regardless of whether Zhu Ye will hand over the recipe to him this time, Zhu Ye cannot keep it.

Of course, this thing needs to be done concealedly, just like Ma Sanbao's death, disguised as an accident.

So when Zheng He asked someone to send the banquet, he did not forget to use a secret code to his confidant, which made his confidant tamper with the drink.

Zhu Ye sat at the table, looking at the Yin-Yang wine pot on the table, and couldn't help laughing.

Zheng He really killed the donkey.

He handed him the bomb production recipe and then attacked him.

Although this Yin-Yang wine pot looks no different from the next wine pot, it can pour different wines out of one spout.

Generally, when using this pot, it must be the Hongmen Banquet.

Zhu Ye didn't expect that when he traveled to the Ming Dynasty, someone actually used the Yin-Yang Pot on his body.

Zheng He really respects himself.

Thanks to Zhu Ye who came from modern times and recognized this Yin-Yang pot, otherwise he would have to be planted here.

Looking at the air holes on the Yin-Yang Pot, Zhu Ye was so immersed in his mind that he was a little stunned for a moment.

"What's wrong?"

When Zheng He noticed Zhu Ye's loss of consciousness, he thought Zhu Ye had discovered something, and he couldn't help but feel a little panicked.

"This wine pot is unique and looks particularly exquisite."

"Can General Zheng give me one?"

Zhu Ye quickly changed the subject and said to Zheng He.

"Hahaha, it's just a wine jug, not a rare thing. Brother, I like it and I'll give you a new one."

Zheng He forced himself to be happy, picked up the Yin-Yang Pot and filled Zhu Ye with a glass of wine, and did not forget to explain to Zhu Ye: "Although this object has been cleaned, it has been used after all."

"I am not worthy of my brother's status. Let the craftsmen go back and make a more exquisite gift for you to express our friendship with brothers."

Zheng He really thought as he said, he was just afraid that Zhu Ye would not be able to drink his poisonous wine.

"Then I'll thank General Zheng here. I'll give this glass of wine first."

Zhu Ye seemed to be really flattered, picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

Zheng He looked at Zhu Ye drinking the wine poured out of the vaginal pot in one gulp, and the corners of his mouth were almost grinning at the ears.

He was looking for the poison in this wine carefully.

People who take the poison will not die suddenly on the spot, but will not have an attack after a day or two.

By then, no one will doubt his head.

Looking at Zheng He's successful smile, Zhu Ye didn't care and continued to face Zheng He's persuasion to drink calmly.

Of course, he did not drink these wines, but used his previous ability to escape wine when drinking with friends, and all the coefficients were spit on his cuffs.

Fortunately, he was wearing black clothes, so even if he was wet, he couldn't tell.

After three rounds of drinking, Zhu Ye continued to pretend to be unable to drink, lying on the table and fell asleep.

Zheng He could not wait, and the recipe on his chest burned him like flames.

Every moment he drank with Zhu Ye and made him feel uncomfortable.

Seeing Zhu Ye falling down, Zheng He immediately threw down the wine glass in his hand.

Confirm that Zhu Ye was really drunk, Zheng He stood up and looked at Zhu Ye disdainfully and sneered: "Hmph, the effect of Huachun Powder is enough for you."

"It's shameless to dare to call me brothers and brothers to me."

After saying that, Zheng He kicked Zhu Ye.

Zhu Ye, who was originally lying on the table, was kicked to the ground with Zheng He's strength.

Zhu Ye, who was lying on the ground, did not react at all, but instead started to snore.

"Hmph, waste."

Zheng He threw his sleeves away, no longer cared about Zhu Ye, but took his people away from the main ship.

After Zheng He left, Zhu Ye, who was originally lying on the ground, opened his eyes.

He stood up and slowed down, and Zhu Ye cursed inwardly: "The turtle, it hurts so much, damn it."

At this time, the soldier guarding outside the door saw Zhu Ye wake up and immediately turned around to report to Zheng He.

But I just turned around and got twisted by someone.

Shen exerted force on his hand, and with a "bang", the soldier fell down.

"Dead?"

Li Jinglong walked out and asked at the soldier lying on the ground.

"Damn."

Shen Yi's words have always been brief. If he can finish two people, he will definitely not say the third word.

"Tie with the others."

Li Jinglong waved his hand, and someone behind him stepped forward to keep the fainted soldier.

"Zheng He's people have been controlled and ensure that no one has informed me."

Li Jinglong helped Zhu Ye, who was sitting on the ground, and watched Zhu Ye throw a pill into his mouth.

"What?"

Li Jinglong wondered, is Zhu Ye not full?

Or is it sick?

"Anti-drug."

Zhu Ye spit out two words and walked out the door.

"My God, how dare you poison this dog-dance thing?"

Li Jinglong couldn't believe what he heard when he was beaten to death.

"Don't you know how to kill someone to silence you?"

Zhu Ye said coldly.
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