Chapter 1480: Extra 8

"I will ask you again, who sent you?" He grabbed his throat and slowly squatted down. Her fingers had broken into his flesh.
The black man felt the embarrassment emanating from her. If he didn't say anything, she would really kill him, but as a killer, revealing that the employer's identity was discovered by the organization's boss, it would be dead.
"Don't you say that? It's useless to keep you, you just wait to die!" The arm forced the black man out, and the black man took a few steps back. The wind fled before the hand, but just turned around, the heart was aching, the legs were cramping like pain, the whole person squatted, and finally sat down on the ground, watching the wind in horror, "You..."
Mo Qingfeng stood in front of him like a queen, and the faint moonlight came in from the window, adding a bit of gloom to her ugly face.
"As long as the blood flowing out of your neck becomes black, your death will come." The cold voice rang in this quiet room, like a reminder, scaring the black man's forehead to sweat, he reached out and touched it. The neck has a warm, viscous liquid that flows out, dark and dark, and he sees whether the bleeding is black or bloody.
"You poisoned me?" The black man trembled and asked, this woman can poison from the nails, it is sinister!
"The new poison I have researched is still trying to find a suitable person to try the poison. You personally sent it to the door. How can I let it go?"
"No wonder... no wonder the fascinating fans will not fall for you."
Mo Qingfeng sneaked a smile: "I want to fascinate me with the addition of the mandala flower and the scent of the scent of Qi Lixiang?"
"You...what are you like? What do you want?" The voice of the black man trembled, and the sweat came out one after another from the forehead. How did he feel that this is not the weak and incompetent Miss Seven, but a Devil head?
"Tell me, who sent you to kill me?"
"Doing our business and revealing the identity of the employer is tantamount to personally killing one's life."
"You have fallen into my hands. Do you think you can still see the sun of tomorrow?"
"I said, can you keep me from dying?"
"If you don't say it, you will die." Mo Qing said coldly, is such a person who is so greedy and afraid of death qualified to be a killer?
The man in black hesitated for a moment and said with a sigh of relief: "I don't know the employer's detailed identity. I only know that he is familiar with Mrs. Mofu."
Mo Qing wind squats tightly, this identity is not detailed enough? For her, it is already very detailed, no need to ask her again, she knows that the grandmother of Mofu wants to kill her!
It turned out that today’s Yi Zhong’s ghosts were passed to the ears of Mrs. Mofu’s wife. The big lady thought, is this woman really so powerful? If it is really so powerful, this woman will not be able to stay. No matter how powerful she is, she can't stay, and the position of the Eight Kings is her baby daughter.
There was a smog in the eyes of Mo Qing, although he was tortured in the ink house, but the original body was very filial. If there was no such thing tonight, she left the people of Mofu behind her head.
Very good, that Zhang Guilan, since she wants to play, then she will play with her!
"Solution... Antidote?" The black man reached out and urged the drug to remedy the drug. "I have already told you the employer's information. Can you let me go?"
"I only study poison, not to study antidote."
"you……"