"Boss, something terrible has happened! Those two female thieves are trying to escape!"
"What did you say?" The bearded man, who was drinking and celebrating with his men inside the room, jumped up in surprise, causing the chair behind him to overturn to the ground.
"That's impossible!"
“They’ve been tied up like reptiles and have been given the poison doctor’s muscle-weakening powder. They wouldn’t have the strength to smash the wall. Are you mistaken?”
The guard shook his head vigorously, his face anxious: "I'm not mistaken, it's absolutely true, Boss! They're really smashing the wall, it's incredibly loud! You should go and take a look!"
"This is really bizarre." The bearded man slammed his wine glass heavily on the table. "They can even cure the poison doctor's poison? I already took all their stuff, could there still be some that escaped?"
He was so anxious that he kept pacing around in circles.
At this moment, the strategist stood up confidently: "Boss, don't panic. That cell is made of black iron, and it's a full foot thick. Even if they smash the wall, they definitely won't be able to break through it in a short time."
“We still have quite a few muscle relaxants on hand. Since they were able to be drugged just now, it means that the drug is still effective against them.”
"If that man is truly the owner of the Red Chamber, then it's not surprising that he managed to hide one or two antidote pills from your eyes."
He smiled sinisterly: "Then we'll keep poisoning them. I don't believe they have that many antidotes."
"When they run out of antidotes, they'll be at our mercy."
The bearded man was taken aback at first, then pointed at the strategist and laughed loudly: "Strategist, you're the smartest one."
"Let's do it this way. I love this cat-and-mouse game the most."
He couldn't wait to see how these two once-famous female thieves—no, male and female thieves—would struggle to survive under his watchful eye.
Just thinking about it makes me feel great!
At that time, even the heroes will look at him with more respect.
But when they arrived at the cell, their expressions were not so relaxed.
The once smooth and hard wall has now been smashed so hard that a large chunk, about the size of a washbasin, protrudes out and is getting thinner and thinner. It's believed that it won't be long before the people inside will be able to break through the wall and get out.
"Damn it! Quick, quick, inject the muscle-softening powder right now!" the bearded man cursed, frantically pulling out the poison from his pocket and handing it to the strategist beside him.
The two inside are too ruthless; no wonder the heroes of the outlaw world often suffer losses at their hands.
Not long after the poison was injected, Rosie, who was inside smashing the wall with great enthusiasm, began to sense that something was wrong.
"Nine Strings, do you feel the effects of the muscle-relaxing powder kicking in again? Why are my hands and feet starting to feel weak again?"
Could this be the kind of medicine that only takes effect periodically? But her spiritual spring water has already detoxified her, hasn't it?
Or is it that the spiritual spring water can only alleviate the symptoms, but not completely detoxify?
At this point, Jiu Xian could no longer use his internal energy.
He leaned against the wall, his deep eyes staring straight at the wall, as if trying to see through the thick wall to his enemies outside.
"It's not that the drug is working again; it's that someone outside is poisoning us and preventing us from leaving."
"Huh?" Luo Xi laughed in anger: "Good method, you've got guts."
She looked around, trying to find the poisoning hole so she could maybe block it, but after searching for a long time, she couldn't find it. It seemed that this cell was indeed quite exquisite.
It's thicker than a tortoise shell, and it even has a mechanism?
But do you think that's all?
Luo Xi took out the bottle of spiritual spring water and two small cups from her space and poured one for each of them.
"Isn't it just a competition to see who has more medicine? Let's have that competition then."
She picked up one of the cups and drank it down in one gulp, then pushed the other cup toward Jiuxian.
Looking at the water in front of him that smelled sweet, Jiu Xian instantly realized that this was the miraculous medicine that had just saved his life. His eyes were filled with complex emotions, and after a while, a warm color appeared on them.
“Using this as an antidote is a waste,” he said.
Loxi: "..."
"Then don't drink it."
She was reluctant to part with it; there weren't many left to begin with.
When Luo Xi reached out her hand, Jiu Xian picked up the spirit spring water, elegantly sipped it, and silently raised an eyebrow at Luo Xi.
Loxi: "..."
"childish!"
She stopped looking at the nasty guy, and just then her powers returned to normal, so Rosie vented her frustration on the wall.
This infuriated the bearded man outside: "Well, there's even an antidote, and it works so fast! No wonder you're the master of the number one assassin in the world, you really have some skill."
"Strategist, continue poisoning them. We must use up all their antidote."
"Yes, boss."
And so began a series of battles, both inside and outside the prison, involving poisoning and antidote administration.
But whether it's poison or antidote, they are consumables. Before long, the bearded man had used up all the muscle-relaxing powder in his hand.
"Strategist, this won't do. They have too many antidotes. We can't win against them. You need to think of another way."
Otherwise, if those two ruthless men inside break out of the cell, he will not only fail to complete his mission, but he will also lose his life.
The strategist's narrow, squinting eyes flashed with a cold light: "Boss, then it depends on whether you want to live or die?"
The bearded man really wanted to be alive, since his task was to find the money and supplies that the two men had stolen.
But looking at the wall that was about to be smashed through, he became afraid.
If they manage to escape, my fate might be a hundred times worse than the prison walls.
After all, the infamous reputation of the Dream of the Red Chamber is no joke.
"I want them dead, without a single, intact corpse!"
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