Mengbao against the sky: Daddy fell from the sky

When they walked away, Angel was sitting on the ground in a daze one moment, but a carp jumped up the next moment, and chased Ryosuke Ninomiya from the back door with an arrow.

Yang Zhuoying was right, she was the one who killed Su Zishi, and she had no face to see him again.

If anything happened to Su Zishi, she would never let Ryosuke Ninomiya and herself go.

Having never received a call from Chu Shen, Yang Zhuoying had a bad feeling. Sure enough, when they walked out of the basement and almost reached the gate, they were attacked by Ryosuke Ninomiya.

The opponent had a large number of people, and everyone was fully armed, but they were single and weak, with a person who could not move, and two enemy captives, almost being crushed and beaten by the opponent.

"You carry Su Zishi on your back, we will protect you."

Seeing that the situation was not right, Yang Zhuoying commanded decisively.

Nan Gongjing immediately carried Su Zishi on his back, and Yang Zhuoying and the bodyguards protected them in the middle. During the hail of bullets, each of them more or less died.

The gate is just a few steps away, but Yang Zhuoying has the illusion that she will never walk out of this gate in her life.

"I'm not late, am I?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice pierced through the wall of people and entered Yang Zhuoying's ears. Her spirits were lifted, and she saw that it was Chu Shen who came with a group of bodyguards
"Just right." Yang Zhuoying returned him with a bright smile.

With their support army, the pressure on Yang Zhuoying and others was reduced, and it didn't take long for them to kill a bloody road.

"Ryosuke Ninomiya, today's enmity will be doubled in the future!"

When he reached the door, Yang Zhuoying turned around abruptly, and his sharp eyes shot straight at Ninomiya Ryosuke, who was guarded behind him by his subordinates.

As if being shot straight at the chest by an invisible sharp arrow, Ryosuke Ninomiya swayed, and when he looked closely, Yang Zhuoying and others had disappeared at the door.

After leaving the laboratory, Chu Shen took Yang Zhuoying and the others straight to Xia Houwu's villa.

Xia Houwu was Chu Shen's college classmate and good friend, and those bodyguards were also borrowed from Xia Houwu.

When they arrived at the villa, Yang Zhuoying bandaged the wound and asked someone to bring over the two men who had been brought out of the laboratory.

Yang Zhuoying was lazily sitting on the sofa, playing with a syringe in her uninjured right hand, when she heard footsteps, she glanced at the researcher who was brought over.

With a slight glance from her eyes, the two researchers had the illusion of being cut by a sharp knife.

"Before, Ryosuke Ninomiya said that there is an antidote that can cure the sequelae of Midsummer Night's Dream. Is it true?"

The two looked at each other, then nodded, indicating that it was true.

"Then you should be able to make this kind of antidote, right?" Yang Zhuoying's tone was gentle, as if coaxing a child.

The two of them knew that Yang Zhuoying brought them back not to invite them as guests, but to understand the medicine, if they said no, the fate could be imagined, so they nodded quickly.

"We will concoct the antidote, but it will take time to make the antidote."

"How long will that take?"

"Three days."

"Yes, I will see the antidote within three days." Yang Zhuoying spoke very well.

"So, after the antidote is made, can you let us go?" Moriyama Taro asked cautiously.

"Okay, as long as you can find me the antidote for Lost Soul and Midsummer Night's Dream, I will not only let you go, but also give you a sum of money so that you don't have to be restrained by Ryosuke Ninomiya in the future, how about it?"

When she said this, the smile on Yang Zhuoying's mouth was bright and seductive. Only Nangong Jing who was at the side lit a candle for these two unlucky ghosts when she saw her smile.

He had known Yang Zhuoying for many years, and every time she showed this kind of smile, it meant that someone was going to be unlucky, but the two people who were going to be unlucky were completely unaware, and foolishly wanted to bargain with her.

"Miss Yang, we can prepare the antidote for Midsummer Night's Dream for you, but we really can't do anything about the antidote for the lost soul, because only the boss knows the recipe for the lost soul, and we are just assisting, let alone I made an antidote, I'm really sorry." Matsuda said.

Yang Zhuoying rested her chin in one hand, and said in a shocking tone: "Do you know why I insisted on bringing you back at that time?"

Matsuda, Taro Moriyama: "." They naturally knew that Yang Zhuoying brought them back just to let them make an antidote for her, but how could they say that?
Yang Zhuoying didn't expect them to answer, so she went straight on.

"Just now, Ryosuke Ninomiya didn't care about your lives at all in order to keep us. At that time, I was injured in order to save your lives."

She held up her wounded hand so they could see the evidence of her protecting them.

"Of course, I'm not a saint either. I tried my best to protect you, just wanting you to help me find the antidote, but what I heard now, you said there is no way? That means I wasted my efforts, what can I do now? OK?"

The smile on her face remained the same, but at this moment, Moriyama Taro and the others did not dare to look at her, they huddled together desperately, as if this would reduce their sense of existence.

"That's good, I need someone to concoct the antidote for Midsummer Night's Dream, and I don't need so many two people, so let's see, whoever can research the antidote for my lost soul, I'll just keep him. "

Yang Zhuoying's words were not threatening, but Moriyama Taro and the others were not fools, how could it be that she was threatening them?

"I..." Moriyama Taro subconsciously wanted to say something, but Matsuda who was beside him pulled his sleeve to stop him.

"If the antidote for the lost soul is leaked out, Mr. Ninomiya will not only kill us, but also implicate our family members."

Hearing this, Moriyama Taro closed his mouth immediately, with a look of death.

Seeing this, both Yang Zhuoying and Nangong Jing could see that it was just an excuse to say that they would not be able to adjust the antidote for losing their souls. In fact, they both knew it, but they were afraid of being retaliated by Nigong Ryosuke and hurting their family members, so they said no That's all.

"It seems that no matter what conditions I give, you are not willing to give me the antidote for losing my soul. If this is the case, then you are worthless to me."

Saying that, Yang Zhuoying jumped up suddenly, ran towards Matsuda like a vigorous leopard, grabbed his right arm, and stuck the syringe in his hand.

Her movements were done in one go, quickly and swiftly, and before the others could react, she had already knocked the lost soul into Matsuda's body.

Matsuda showed a terrified expression, and stretched out his hand to push Yang Zhuoying away, but it was too late. In the next moment, he felt the world spinning, his whole body lost a little bit of strength, and then a chill spread from his arms to his heart.

"Why do you want to." Before he finished speaking, he rolled his eyelids, and he fell limply to the ground and lost consciousness.

"Matsuda!" Moriyama Taro came back to his senses, and hurriedly bent over to look at him, and found that he had passed out, he couldn't help being shocked, afraid and angry, and Yang Zhuoying's ruthless voice came from his ear.

"I won't waste rice to support useless people. Since he will die and refuse to be used by me, then his only value is to be a medicine man. If you want to save your partner, then get out the antidote .”