"Master, you want to take this Master Lin on the road?" He Wu asked with a puzzled look on his face. Jin Buhuan is a kind of cartilage powder, which is most suitable for "disobedient" people.

"What should I take him for?" He Bayu said lightly, "He will naturally be dealt with by the government and the villagers of this village. Just remember to cut out his tongue when the time comes."

"That young master is..." He Wu's expression changed and he looked down at Ah Jiu in his arms, "Do you really think she is..."

After a moment of silence, He Bayu ordered in a low voice: "Bring it quickly!"

He Wu didn't dare to say anything anymore, and after searching for a long time in the purse around his waist, he took out a small green bottle, handed it to He Bayu, and whispered:

"This... Mr. Yuwen said it is very powerful. If it is sprinkled on the ground, everyone in the room will be weak and at the mercy of others. If a person is allowed to smell three breaths, he can sleep for a day, and if he smells it for ten breaths, he can sleep for ten days.

Heaven, like a living dead...

Young Master, you...you know what you are thinking..."

He Wu always felt that Mr. Lin had evil intentions from the beginning and did not believe his words at all. He felt that Ah Jiu was innocent in his heart.

However, he is not He Bayu and cannot be his master at all, so he can only tell his master to be careful.

Taking the medicine bottle handed over by He Wu, He Boyu glanced at him lightly. He immediately knew that he thought he talked too much, so he had to close his mouth and watched He Boyu put the small bottle into Ah

Jiu's nose came closer.

The light green bottle was placed in front of Ah Jiu's nose, but He Bayu did not open the stopper.

Like He Wu's concerns, he also suspected that Mr. Lin had evil intentions.

However, Mr. Lin's bloody wound was right in front of him, and the yard that had been turned upside down was right in front of him. This was completely beyond human control, which made him doubtful.

The power of this Jin Buhuan was so overbearing that even if he only let Ah Jiu breathe for a moment, he still didn't know if her weak body would be able to withstand it.

Normally she would fall asleep easily. Under the power of such a domineering Jin Bu Huan, would she never wake up again once she fell asleep?

But if what Mr. Lin said was true... Aoyin's fierce face suddenly appeared in front of him...

He was cruel and put his right hand on the mouth of the bottle, while his index finger and thumb tightened the stopper of the vial.

As long as he exerts force, the cork will open, and Ah Jiu will inhale the gold in the bottle...

The moment he opened the stopper, his eyes glanced at Ah Jiu's childish face again...

At this moment, what flashed in front of his eyes were her memorizing the dogma from the book and her plausibly reasoning with him...

What emerges is her wide-eyed look with a serious look on her face...

Somehow, this situation actually made his heart soften, and his hand holding the cork suddenly loosened up. A trace of helplessness flashed across his face, and he curled his lips and said, "Forget it..."

But before he could finish his words, a bloody smell and a whirring sound hit him from a distance.

He was startled and hurriedly moved aside while holding Ah Jiu, and with a "pop" sound, something seemed to fall in front of him.

He looked intently, and the expression on his face was unpredictable.

It turned out that what fell in front of him was a severed arm. It seemed to be the one that Mr. Lin lost.

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Chapter completed!