Chapter 1003

Zhong Qishan's open mouth closed immediately.

The little white deer smacked his tongue: "sister, how do you know he will tell you to change the trading terms?"

What a mind reader!

Duanmu yawang was useless. He looked at the hourglass on xiao'an's table next to Zhong Qishan's hospital bed and said, "let me remind you that there are still two and a half minutes left. I hope two and a half minutes will be enough for you to finish your thinking at the same time."

Then, without looking at Zhong Qishan, she casually pulled a chair in the room, sat down on the chair, took out a book from the heaven and earth bag and looked through it silently.

Compared with her leisurely, Zhong Qishan became more and more restless.

The cold sweat almost soaked his clothes.

Time, little by little.

Seeing that the sand in the hourglass was about to leak out, Zhong Qishan closed his eyes, bit his teeth and said, "Miss Duanmu, I am willing to make this deal with you."

Duanmu Ya looked at the hand turning the page, turned around and looked at Zhong Qishan's lips: "very good."

"However, the less people know about it, the better."

When Zhong Qishan said this, he stared at Luo jiuchen. The cold sweat on his face kept falling like water. His face was very white. His men looked at it and couldn't help giving him a handkerchief to wipe his sweat.

Zhong Qishan rubbed the handkerchief for a while. It was a mixture of pus and sweat. He immediately threw the handkerchief away in disgust.

Duanmu yawang knew that Zhong Qishan wanted to let Luo jiuchen go out, "Lord Zhong, don't avoid them. They won't say anything except us. Even if you only tell me that I will work with them, you will also know."

Zhong Qishan hesitated: "are you sure you won't say it."

"OK."

Unless it's gongyulanzhi and Sanskrit.

However, the two of them probably know more about Juzhi street than everyone here.

"OK."

Zhong Qishan took a deep breath and winked at some of his men, "go out first."

"Yes."

Zhong Qishan's men knew that he was going to talk about a deal with Duanmu yawang. They went out with a reply.

The door of the room closed, and there was silence in the room. Duanmu yawang and others looked straight at Zhong Qishan, waiting for him to speak.

Zhong Qishan estimated that he was under a lot of pressure. Why was the cold sweat seeping out continuously? Some of them slipped from the eyelids to the eyes. He casually wiped them twice with his sleeve and said, "in fact, I don't know about this..."

Duanmu Ya looked at her eyes and narrowed. "Lord Zhong, don't tell me. That's what you want to tell me?"

"No!"

As midnight approached, Zhong Qishan was so scared at the thought of getting sick that Duanmu yawang was his only life-saving straw. How dare he offend her.

He shook his voice and said, "I'm serious. I didn't know it at the beginning. Huainan had an accident in your empire. I wasn't there at all. I was far away from jinwuzong."

Duanmu yawang listened and remembered that she had never seen Zhong Huainan at that time.

"I didn't know what happened to Huainan until Busan pigeons sent me a letter." Zhong Qishan recalled: "I was very angry when I heard the news. Huainan was my only son!"

Duanmu Ya looked at her face calmly, "what after?"

"At the beginning, I wanted to avenge you from jinwuzong. The next day, Busan told me that he had a way to revive Huainan. Let me go and discuss with him first."

Duanmu yawang: "haven't you found a way? Why discuss it?"

"Busan's letter doesn't make it clear. I also think it's strange, because Huainan's heart has been crushed by you. Generally speaking, even if it's our return elixir, it's estimated that it's very hanging to save people in this case, not to mention that Huainan has eaten the return elixir once."

"At that time, the distance was too far, and there were many things in Zongli. I couldn't catch up with Busan immediately. Later, Busan wrote that I didn't have to come in person and let me choose a group of students."

Duanmu yawang wondered, "let the students go instead of you?"

"Yes..."

Zhong Qishan nodded. "Then, as Busan said, I appointed 49 students to meet them."

Duanmu yawang listened strangely: "what after?"

"It was only ten days before and after the student passed. Busan told me that Huainan was resurrected."

"That's it?"

Duanmu Ya looked and narrowed his eyes. Zhong Qishan said bitterly, "it's really like this. I didn't participate at all. I'm not very clear. I want to ask specific questions. Busan doesn't tell me. It says that it's the rules of the street and can't leak the news."

Duanmu yawang sneered: "Lord Zhong, it's bad to break something. Since you said you wanted to trade, please be honest."

"Miss Duanmu, what I said is true!"

Zhong Qishan was so anxious that he didn't know how to put his hands and feet: "I've asked Busan several times, but Busan told me that if things leak out, all of us in the nine families of jinwuzong will have a bad end. He said so. My son's life has been saved. How can I ask more!"

Duanmuya looked straight at his face and remembered a key point: "by the way, you just talked about students. Why did Zhong Busan want you to send so many students?"

"I've heard a little news about the street. I can't come out when I go in. It's safe to have more people."

"Oh?"

This time, Luo jiuchen was talking. His purple eyes became very sharp: "where are the forty-nine students today?"

Zhong Qishan's eyes dodged for a moment and whispered, "it's all gone."

"No?"

Duanmu Ya looked at her eyes and flashed a dark light. She suddenly remembered that when they were holding the quality house in the street, they saw that someone in the quality house made a deal. Not everyone could come out when they went in.

But there are so many forty-nine, can't there be none left?

Falling nine dust's sharp mouth: "it's said that all the people who hold the street are trading with the pledge house. You shouldn't have used the lives of those 49 students to exchange your son's life?"

Zhong Qishan's tiger eyes glared: "Lord Luo, don't be bloody. There will never be such a thing. Listen to you, you should know some of the rules of blindly holding the street. You should understand that all transactions of blindly holding the street can only be done with my consent. We can't persuade 49 people to die anyway?"

"Not necessarily."

Falling nine dust chuckled, "if you make any idea to deceive them willingly?"

"Little Lord, don't be bloody!" Zhong Qishan blushed.

Falling nine dust is cold and hums no words.

Duanmu yawang stared at Zhong Qishan and smiled: "Lord Zhong doesn't know how to deal in the street. Why is it so clear about being willing?"