Shi Mu also said to Shi Jin:

"Fortunately, it was found in time."

"Shi Jin, your father and I are so old. You don't have to care too much about our feelings. Even if we are good, we won't live for a few years."

"So don't betray the interests of Swagelok group because of us."

Shi Jin did not answer the second elder, but turned to Zhang Muye:

"Brother Zhang, if it weren't for you, I really didn't know that our historians were so deeply penetrated by the bastard Zhao Kuan."

"Please help my parents anyway."

"In return, I will go all out. I also fully cooperate with Zhao Kuan's actions."

Zhang Muye nodded and came to the two old men.

He caught the pulse of the two old people and patted them on the back with his hand.

Sure enough, I saw the second old man suddenly become painful. The insects with different colors but similar body posture struggled and twisted, making a terrible cry and appeared in the second old man's seven orifices.

Shi Jin's brother and sister, Lin Zihao and Yi Muhua all felt numb when they saw them.

The second daughter was angry and sad when she thought that she had been caught, and that the bug had been raised in her body for several years.

I thought Zhang Muye was going to lead out the insects.

Who knows, half of Zhang Muye suddenly stopped and put those poisonous insects back into his body.

Shi Jin was surprised:

"Brother Zhang, what are you doing?"

Zhang Muye shook his head:

"You can't kill the poisonous insects in your parents for the time being!"

Shi Jin asked:

"Why?"

Zhang Muye Road:

"I underestimated the poison of Zhao Kuan's poisonous insect. The poisonous insect still contains strong poison in its body. As long as I do something about the poisonous insect, Zhao Kuan will feel it."

"If I kill him rashly, Zhao Kuan will feel it."

"At that time, he will urge the poison in the insect. If he can't detoxify it, your parents will die."

Shi Jin clenched his fist:

"Zhao Kuan, this son of a bitch, I am at odds with him."

Even Shi Xiaoyu was tearful: "what should I do?"

Zhang Muye Road:

"Don't worry, although I can't kill them for the time being, I'll refine targeted drugs later."

"As long as these insects become active, they will reduce the pain after taking the medicine."

"But if I guess correctly, the poisonous insects in your parents will attack soon."

Shi Jingang asked, "why?"

The words have just fallen!

He saw the two old men's face really painful, and the cold sweat splashed out like water.

Zhang Muye quickly patted the old man on the back, and the old man's painful expression finally eased down.

Zhang Muye said:

"Just now when I wanted to kill Gu insects, I had already alerted Zhao Kuan."

"He will certainly urge the insects to make sure they are not dead."

The words just fell. Suddenly, Shi Jin's mobile phone rang. It was Zhao Kuan?

Zhang Muye smiled coldly:

"I'm afraid this guy is here to make sure your parents have an attack now."

Shi Jindao:

"How should I answer?"

Zhang Muye Road:

"You mean you're sorry. Please ask him to come and help. Otherwise he'll be suspicious."

When Shi Jin answered the phone, he heard Zhao Kuan laughing:

"Brother Shi, have you been all right lately? How are you?"

Shi Jin is worthy of being the boss of the group. He hates Zhao Kuan, but he still says:

"It's good recently, but today the company's share price suddenly collapsed, which makes me feel a little inexplicable."

"Fortunately, it went back in the end. I thought it was an Oolong!"

Zhao Kuan smiled:

"Don't worry, I've sent someone to investigate and see what happened."

"However, I've calculated. I'm afraid the toxin in your parents' body is at the time of attack. You'd better pay attention."

Sure enough!

Zhao Kuan is not asking for help!

If there was a trace of doubt about Shi Jin before, it has dissipated now.

Shi Jin clenched his fist tightly, then pretended to be frightened and said:

"Mr. Zhao, I just wanted to call you."

"My parents are very upset now. Please come and save them."

Zhao Kuan said with a smile:

"Sure enough, it's not what I expected. But don't worry, it's only a mild symptom this time. Take two pictures on his forehead and he'll be fine in a few minutes."

After hanging up, Shi Jin asked Zhang Muye:

"Shall I shoot my parents on the forehead?"

Zhang Muye shook his head:

"You don't have to shoot at all. As long as he does it, your parents will be fine."

"The reason why I ask you to pat your forehead is just to cover it up."

Sure enough, after ten minutes, I saw that the two old people were completely better.

At this moment, Shi Jin and Shi Xiaoyu have completely believed in Zhang Muye.

Shi Jindao:

"Thank you brother Zhang for your help today."

"What do you want me to do? As long as I can help brother Zhang, I will go through fire and water."

Zhang Muye nodded:

"Help Wang Dongxing through the difficulties first."

Shi Jin's face changed:

"Wang Dongxing?"

This name seems to mean the distant past to him!

…………

In a dilapidated house.

A decadent middle-aged man is singing while drinking with a wine bottle. People passing by his house cover their noses and stay away.

It's not right to say that it's a middle-aged person, but the whole person is decadent and aging.

No one ever thought that this depressed and dying man would be Wang Dongxing, the hero of the generation who was all powerful in Xiangjiang!

At the moment, his mind was clear, and he sang softly.

The song was written to him by his wife Xie Nan, the big star of that year.

Represents the best memories of his life.

It's a pity

Wang Dongxing's eyes showed a trace of tears, and he gently wiped them clean.

In his life, Wang Dongxing has been rich and poor.

He has seen all kinds of life. For him, his life is worth it.

But the only regret is his wife.

He wanted to see his wife Xie Nan again, but it seemed to be an extravagant hope for Wang Dongxing.

After drinking the last sip of wine, Wang Dongxing immediately found a belt. He cushioned it with a stool, then came to the beam, tied it to the beam with a belt, and then prepared to end his life.

Wang Dongxing put his neck up and kicked his foot. He immediately felt a knife on his neck. He felt that he had difficulty breathing and the whole person trembled.

The tongue sticks out to breathe more air.

But the air doesn't get into your throat at all.

Wang Dongxing regretted hanging himself. He struggled to get away from the rope, but without air, he felt that he had no strength at all.

His feet kicked wildly, trying to step on the ground.

However, everything is in vain.

Wang Dongxing was desperate. He thought to himself, did... Die like this?

As Wang Dongxing's consciousness gradually dissipated, suddenly the window was opened, followed by a gunshot, and he fell heavily.

"Am I... Dead?"

When Wang Dongxing opened his eyes again, he saw that his head was white, and then several familiar faces appeared in front of him.

"Zhang... Boss Zhang?"