"This is not what we should care about," the man who had just spoken the order said in a deep voice.

Everyone else was silent.

Obviously, that one of these people is the head.

"The effect of the medicine is about three hours, send him back to the room first."

On the side, two men were very skilled, one was raising their feet and the other raised their shoulders, and carried the man into a special room on the second floor.

When the partners come down, everyone becomes a little more relaxed.

I just tried my best to turn to the kitchen and get some food.

Every time the young master went crazy, he seemed to suddenly transform into a strong man. Every time they needed to spend a lot of physical energy to suppress him.

Everyone ate high-temperature snacks in a tacit understanding and sat to rest in the place they were used to.

In another three hours, another fierce battle will be.

They must keep their energy.

It was getting dark, and the second floor indeed burst into howling sounds like wolves.

Two men guarding the stairs rushed in with agility.

As the man tried his best to tear the iron railings that sealed the window, he pulled him down with force.

The man fell to the ground firmly and let out a muffled groan.

It was probably because the pain was too much, which made him temporarily awake.

"Please tell grandpa, let me die," the man tried his best, squeezed out this sentence from his teeth, and then suddenly spasmed.

The whole person fell into madness again.

The men calmly suppressed him, and the man in charge calmly calculated the time and measured his status.

When I felt that he couldn't hold on, I beat him up for a while again.

The men put the man who was struggling and sweating on the bed and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"This guy seems to be getting stronger and stronger."

The man glanced at his companion and frowned.

"It's ten minutes shorter than expected."

After hearing this, everyone calculated in their hearts that the time the man supported had not been extended from the past, and they all silently.

As early as when the injection treatment was performed, the doctor said that there would be such a possibility.

If he can extend the time he endures the attack until it takes longer than he needs to control it with medication, then the next stage of information can be carried out.

But now it seems that it has not met expectations.

The man took his friends out and then called the dedicated line.

His voice was a little heavy and light.

There seemed to be no speech there, only him reporting on the situation.

After he finished speaking, he was silent for a moment before saying, "The young master said, I don't want to live anymore."

There is still no words on the other end of the phone.

The man paused for a while before hanging up the phone.

When I returned to the downstairs, my friends all looked over.

The man's face was heavy.

Others knew that the task had to continue.

They didn't know that after the phone hung up, the old man on the other end hid himself in the shadows tiredly.

After a long time, he let out a long sigh and called the phone.

"It's me," he whispered.

Nie Lan was a little surprised when she received the call.

"Are you sure you didn't call the wrong phone?"

"Nie Lan," the old man's voice was warned.

But Nie Lan smiled.

"Why, I'm not willing to take action myself?"

"That's how you ask for help?"

The old man was silent for a while and whispered, "I understand."

After hanging up the phone, he sat there, motionless, and did not get up stiffly until midnight.

The next morning, Lin Miao heard the doorbell ringing outside together.

She waited for a while, and saw that the special assistant had not come out, she opened the door.

Just as she wanted to go out, the special assistant hurried over from the backyard.

When he opened the door and saw the visitor, the special assistant was surprised and solemn.

The old man nodded, moved to the main yard with a cane.

Nie Lan was following Professor Qin to box, and when she saw him, she was completely out of interest.

Professor Qin smiled politely at the old man and went to the laboratory.

Someone came to visit him and it was not suitable for him to be an outsider, so it would be better to go to the environment he is familiar with.

Lin Miao followed Professor Qin into the laboratory.

When she closed the door, she said, "Master, do you know that person?"

Professor Qin smiled, then raised his face, "Don't ask if you shouldn't."

Lin Miao sagged his mouth and looked at Professor Qin in a flattering and stubborn manner.

Professor Qin smiled, "I once met once. He had a bad leg back then, so I helped him help me with my pulse."

That is to know what the person is.

Lin Miao rolled her eyes and smiled terrified.

Professor Qin didn't want her to know too much, so he took a picture of her mind and said, "Hurry up and work."

Lin Miao shrugged.

I understand that Professor Qin will not tell her anymore.

She looked out the window curiously, and Professor Qin dragged her over and said with a stern face, "Why don't you hurry up and test it."

Unable to peek, Lin Miao had to obey Professor Qin's instructions honestly.

About an hour later, the old man came out of the main house and looked at the direction of the laboratory thoughtfully.

Nie Lan came out of the house and smiled but was tough and sent him out.

The old man smiled helplessly.

"I'm not a robber, why bother?"

Nie Lan sneered, "Do you believe this?"

The old man was silent.

Just when Nie Lan thought he was about to leave, he whispered, "Tiezhu couple is just one son. They both have lost their lives for the sake of righteousness and faith."

"That's his only blood, I can't see him die like that."

"Then you can get your old comrades and his blood to death?"

Nie Lan refused to give in, "At that time, he also made himself bruised and bruised for faith and righteousness, and his bones were broken more than a dozen times."

"They deserve to die?"

The old man sighed softly, "This is my fault, I'll pay it back."

"Why are you still?"

Nie Lan didn't believe it at all, "Without others, I will make your old comrade even die in a very desolate way?"

"It's better to be shameless and make others afraid to even sit on business?"

The old man pursed his lips tightly.

Nie Lan snorted coldly.

"Stand so high, do you feel good?"

"Does it feel like those who follow me will prosper and those who go against me will perish?"

A hint of embarrassment flashed across the old man's face.
To be continued...