Chapter 863: Reap the Sow

No matter how slow Xiangyang was to react, he realized something was wrong at this moment.

When Commander Feng had the attack just now, he was too nervous and only focused on considering countermeasures. He did not have time to think about the cause of the abnormality.

Now that I think about it, it was clear that Lao Feng was drugged!

And judging from the symptoms, they were very similar to the love-destroying drug they gave Annan.

This poison is colorless and tasteless. When mixed with alcohol and consumed, it can cause a person to become mentally agitated, violent and insane, and produce uncontrollable physiological reactions.

This physiological reaction cannot be relieved, and will make the poisoned person tireless and insatiable, and die in bed in constant madness.

The most frightening thing is that the toxicity can be transmitted to partners through intimate behavior.

According to the original plan, as long as An Nan, Zhao Ping An, and Long Cong An were poisoned, their partners would not be able to escape. They would all die in this extremely painful and undignified way.

At that time, Annan was adamant and insisted on drinking alone. He thought that Gu Zhiyu would be infected as well, and when the two of them were dead, Zhao Pingan and others would not be a problem. Although it was different from the plan, it could achieve the desired result.

But who would have thought that the person who got hit in the end was Lao Feng? !

Xiang Yang was puzzled. There was only one bottle of poisoned wine! He saw Annan drink the poisoned wine with his own eyes. He didn't even blink the whole time. There was absolutely no way he could have made a mistake!

Why, why was it Chief Feng who was implicated? ?

While thinking, Xiangyang's body gradually warmed up.

Just now I was in pain from all the wounds on my body, but now it was as if I had taken painkillers. All the pain disappeared, and was replaced by an irresistible impulse.

He glanced at Commander Feng who was still unconscious beside him, and took deep breaths, trying to calm himself down.

At this moment, he felt extremely regretful. If he had known earlier, he should have killed this man named Feng. Then, he would not have been bullied and poisoned by him, and at least he would have had a chance of survival.

But it's too late to say anything now. Mr. Feng said before that there is no antidote for this poison.

Even if there is an antidote, given his current condition, there is no way he can wait for it.

Soon, Xiangyang's willpower completely collapsed. He climbed up uncontrollably, rushed towards the unconscious fat old man with bloodshot eyes, and let out a greedy and terrifying laugh.

On the other side, Chu Peipei and the other two were still curiously asking Annan how he had managed to change the wine in front of so many people.

Annan naturally couldn't say it was the space's fault, so he could only make up a story: "I've been obsessed with magic recently, so I worked on my hand speed."

"Hand speed?" The three women were all surprised: "How fast does it have to be to replace the wine without anyone noticing?"

Gu Zhiyu helped explain: "Those magic tricks of cards shifting and coins passing through the table are all tricks used by the magician with his hand speed."

Annan nodded, picked up two candies on the coffee table and showed them, "Like this."

Chu Peipei and others saw that she held a milk candy in her left hand and a fruit candy in her right hand. She pinched them in her palms, shook her wrists lightly, and then opened her palms, and the two candies switched positions.

Aunt Hu slapped her thigh and said, "Oh my! This is too amazing!"

Li Shihan also said: "I didn't even blink just now, how did you do that?!"

Annan said nonsense without blushing or beating his heart: "It was just a quick transfer! It was so fast that you didn't notice it."

He paused and continued, "The two bottles of wine were swapped in the same way."

Of course she would not admit that this so-called magic was actually just putting the things in the left and right hands into the space, and then switching their positions and taking them out.

This series of actions is all controlled by consciousness and takes less than a few tenths of a second, so naturally no one will notice.

Chu Peipei and a few others applauded, feeling relieved when they knew that Annan did not drink the bottle of wine.

Hu Cuilan laughed happily: "It's true that harming others will only harm yourself! Feng is reaping the fruits of his own actions. Good! It's really good!"

Chu Peipei asked curiously, "I don't know what kind of poison is in the wine? How long will it take for the poison to take effect?"

Annan curled his lips and said, "Never mind. Let's just wait for good news."

The good news came quickly, and the next morning, the suite area was in chaos.

Early in the morning, the personal housekeeper who cleaned Chief Feng's room and did laundry on time every day entered his room as usual, but she did not expect that what was waiting for her was a bloody and horrific scene.

Soon, screams echoed throughout the suite area.

Neighbors including Annan and others all came over to watch the excitement.

The room was in a mess. Chief Feng and Xiang Yang were covered in wounds. They were lying on the ground like conjoined twins in a very shameful posture, with their bodies below the waist covered in blood.

The two men were pale and had long since stopped breathing, but their eyes were still staring, with expressions that seemed to be excitement or pain, looking extremely weird and creepy.

The neighbors in the next few rooms were the first to react and began to talk incoherently about the noises they heard last night.

"At first, Commander Feng laughed excitedly..."

"Then the young man's excited laughter..."

"Then the two of them started laughing wildly, accompanied by all kinds of strange noises. It was really outrageous! I don't know if it was the bed or the dining table that banged against the wall of my house..."

"Yes, yes, first they...then..."

"It was unbearable! We had to wear earplugs to fall asleep!"

"This is too exaggerated. He is playing himself to death?!"

With their detailed explanation, everyone seemed to have a picture in front of their eyes. Looking more closely, they saw that Xiangyang's intestines were pulled out.

For a while, there was a gagging sound.

Although people die every day in the apocalypse, this is the first time I have seen such an undignified death.

The unspeakable smell in the house and the two male corpses connected together made everyone around them feel nauseous.

Annan stood in the corner, watching the situation inside with a cold face.

It turned out that the man named Feng had arranged such a shameful and tragic death for her and A-Yu.

Even though he was responsible for all the consequences, she still felt extremely disgusted. As expected, a filthy person would be so filthy even when poisoning others.

How much of this was Xiangyang’s idea?

I had originally thought that I would wait until Chief Feng died of the poison and then find an opportunity to get rid of him. But now, he was also in trouble.

Annan looked at the two bodies coldly, then turned around and left, pulling Gu Zhiyu.

She won this battle again, but she was also really disgusted.

Chief Feng's death caused a big stir, not only because he held a high position, but also because his death was so bizarre.

People in the suite area were in a state of panic. Officials who had previously supported him were even more uneasy and strongly demanded a thorough investigation of the matter.

Soon, several Annan people who had had disputes with him were called in for questioning.

The interrogation was attended by a large number of people, including Song Guoqiang, Li Mingcheng and other senior officials, as well as a number of other senior and junior officials and staff.

The huge room was packed to the brim. Countless pairs of eyes looked at Annan and the others with scrutiny.

The leaders of the former western base were very excited and aggressive, and the looks they gave Annan seemed to be poisonous.