Chapter 474 Do You Regret It?

Xia Yan was not joking.

She quickly stepped forward, grabbed his wrists with both hands, pulled hard, and threw him over her shoulder to the ground.

"I'm warning you, if it wasn't for President Bin giving the order, I'd definitely make you pay!"

The bodyguard grimaced in pain and tried to stand up and fight back with his hands, but Xia Yan approached him again, picked him up by the waist and threw him over the railing.

He would never have thought that such a soft and gentle woman with arms as thin as bamboo poles could actually lift him up!

It was not until his body was lifted out of the hull and his eyelashes were covered with water droplets rolled up by the waves that he began to panic.

"Boss Xia, please spare my life! This was all Boss Bin's idea. He told us to find evidence that you weren't in the room, and the so-called witnesses—"

"Kill him." Someone said coldly at the railing on the upper deck.

The bodyguard's eyes moved upwards, his black pupils suddenly contracted, and his face showed fear.

"No, Mr. Bin, please listen to my explanation—ah—ah!"

Xia Yan keenly felt that his skin began to swell, as if an electric pump was frantically pumping air into his body. In the blink of an eye, his cheeks swelled up like loaves of bread, and his nose and eyes were buried underneath.

His scream of pain came out of his mouth, became a muffled groan in his throat, and finally disappeared under the bulging skin of his chest, as if his internal organs were also swelling rapidly. Xia Yan could even hear the sound of blood vessels bursting.

Because his skin stretched too quickly, the elastic fibers in the dermis were broken, and dense cracks appeared on it. It was red at first, then darkened, and finally turned into white stripes. It became a thin layer and was almost stretched to its limit.

Xia Yan's arms were bounced away, and he could only hold on by holding on to the railing.

Unfortunately, this change was systemic, like a visible plague, crawling up the arms to the fingers, and the whole person was swollen like a giant.

He could no longer hold onto the railing, nor could he make any sound, and crashed directly into the seabed. The moment he hit the water—

Bang.

Xia Yan immediately rushed upstairs.

The person with superpowers who can control the "bombs" in their bodies is here!

All, all.

She took two steps at a time and climbed the stairs, reaching the upper level in just five seconds. When she breathed in a large amount of fresh oxygen into her lungs, Jing Wenbin heard the movement and turned his head to look at her. He was followed by seven or eight psychic bodyguards in black suits, and they all looked at her.

Jing Wenbin's eyes were gloomy, and his fingers flicked on the railing, as if he was trying to suppress his raging anger.

He gave an ugly smile: "My subordinates were disobedient and dared to falsely accuse me. I just gave them a small punishment. I hope it didn't scare Boss Xia."

"I'm used to it. Mr. Bin, are you interested in introducing me to someone with the ability to control their body?"

Xia Yan did not hide his gaze that was looking for someone.

The bodyguards behind him were all dressed in the same clothes, wearing large sunglasses, and were of similar height. She really couldn't tell who was which.

"What do you want to do?"

"Help my customers in my store relieve their worries."

“…”

"No." Jing Wenbin was about to leave.

"Okay, that's okay."

Hearing her being so straightforward, Jing Wenbin's face darkened, and a bad premonition and the unfortunate memories of falling into her hands in the past flashed through his mind.

"you..."

Xia Yanxiao asked, "Has President Bin changed his mind?"

"No."

He stared at her after he finished saying this. Generally speaking, after being rejected twice in a row, one would look grim. If not—

Boss Xia's expression remained unchanged.

Good, she definitely has a conspiracy.

"Inform everyone and send someone to secretly monitor her movements. You must form groups of three and are not allowed to act alone."

Let’s try it and see who is better.

Jing Wenbin thought so.

After they left, Xia Yan spoke slowly, "When did General Chu learn to eavesdrop on such things? I'm afraid it's not in line with your status, is it?"

A light cough sounded at the corner of the stairs.

"If I say I just arrived, do you think it's credible?"

Chu Wanfu walked down the stairs, and the smell of alcohol hit his nose. Xia Yan held his breath and stepped back.

"Have you been drinking?"

"Is it that obvious?" He raised his arm and sniffed. "I can't smell it."

"The alcohol smells bad."

"Then I'll stay away from you, now what?"

"Okay. Is there someone here you know?" Xia Yan was curious. Considering Chu Wanfu's cautious character, the person who allowed him to drink in such a dangerous place must be very important.

"No, I didn't mean to drink, but it's easier to get things done over a drink, so I had no choice."

Chu Wanfu didn't elaborate. He took a piece of green plum from his pocket and put it in his mouth. Feeling the extremely sour taste on the tip of his tongue, he felt his brain became clearer and asked:

"Have you figured out which one is the mutant who can control the bomb?"

"No. That guy was very patient. Even though I pointed it out, none of the bodyguards changed their expressions."

"It's a bit difficult."

Xia Yan tilted her head and looked at him. "I've always been curious about how you convinced Earl and the others to leave the hotel. I know best how scared they are to go out."

Chu Wanfu laughed softly.

"It's actually very simple. I borrowed a shielding psychic. The points in their cards will eventually run out. Instead of being kicked out by you, why not take a gamble with me?"

Xia Yan suddenly realized. "Then why didn't I see them again?"

"They've been sent to the factory area," Chu Wanfu said with a meaningful smile. "I don't keep idle people. They have to repay me. Thanks to their guidance, several bases have been successfully brought under my control."

This means that it is only a matter of time before the entire island falls under his control.

"Congratulations." Xia Yan congratulated sincerely.

Not everyone can control the temptation brought by power. There are many people who take chicken feathers as their own authority. Otherwise, why would there be the saying that it is easier to meet the King of Hell than to deal with the little devils? Chu Wanfu is someone who will give back to the survivors.

With him around, the home will slowly be rebuilt.

There was silence between the two of them for a while. Chu Wanfu looked down at the zombies gathered around the hull and said, "Cooperation? Take those bodyguards back."

That person was mixed in with the crowd, and he could always be interrogated one by one.

Xia Yan stretched out her hand and made an OK gesture, and suddenly she thought of something.

"Have you seen Jing Yimai? Where did he go?"

Chu Wanfu smiled again, as if he remembered something particularly happy.

"Of course, he's in the second restaurant. Actually, he's your employee. Some of his behaviors are exactly like yours."

“…”

She was completely confused.

It wasn't until she walked into the second restaurant and saw Jing Yimai sitting at a table, his mouth moving as he recited a long list of dishes, that she vaguely understood.

When she saw him take out a stack of food bags from his pocket and hurriedly pack them, she instantly understood.

Chu Wanfu's eyes curved with laughter, "Look, is this so?"

Xia Yan was actually unable to refute.

Because she was a little excited, she was suddenly awakened by Jing Yimai's behavior.

"Sir, you can't order any more food." The waiter came over to stop him.