Old Jiu was disgusted too. Even though he was good at playing tricks, he was still picky about what he ate. This was just too disgusting.
"Why don't you guys do it?"
The others quickly waved their hands, and the tenth brother asked curiously, "Ninth Brother, how did you put the drug in the wine? None of them had noticed."
Old Nine smiled calmly, "It's not in the wine, it's on the rim of the glass."
He had already applied the medicine to the rim of the cup when he picked it up. A hot bath promotes blood circulation, and a drop of medicine can turn a person around.
The seventh brother sighed, "Male beauty is indeed no good thing." He was referring to the ninth brother.
Geng Qiusheng stepped forward and asked, "How effective is this medicine?"
Two days!
"That's good!"
When Situ Jing woke up in a daze, she felt weak all over and realized that she had been tricked.
Several people put Situ Jing in their pockets and used a voice changer to speak the language of a primitive tribe in the Southern Hemisphere.
Tenth Brother: "We got a good price for that man, Chief!"
Situ Jing was as limp as a noodle, wearing only a bathrobe.
At that moment, the group led by the fifth brother all looked at the ninth brother, their meaning self-evident. The ninth brother rolled his eyes, closed them, grabbed a men's bathrobe and rolled it up. The tenth brother then opened the burlap sack.
As soon as Lao Liu opened the window, Lao Wu lowered the rope, and Situ Jing was hoisted down from the thirteenth floor.
She herself had no recollection of it at all.
"Who are you? You're asking for death!"
What he thought were intimidating words sounded like soft whispers and lifeless remarks to the others.
She was speaking in English, trying to test these people.
Ninth Brother: "What kind of gibberish is the clan leader talking about?"
The fifth brother feigned ignorance, saying, "I don't know."
Sixth Brother: "Why not sell her?"
Lao Ba said, "They don't want women," with a hint of regret.
Situ Jing's chest heaved violently as she helplessly listened to them talk about selling herself. When had she ever encountered such a thing before?
She vowed that if she caught these people, she would chop them up and feed them to the dogs.
Old Ten: "So what do we do now?" He kicked the sack.
After everyone had seen that they had been "exposed" enough, they looked at each other and revealed wicked, sinister laughs.
Then, like kneading glutinous rice cakes, he kneaded the burlap sack until the brown sack changed color, then threw it away not far from the Saudin tribe and walked away.
Hou Taotao secretly delivered a letter to Long Xing—perfect!
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