Chapter 637: Mysterious ink poison

"Well, don't talk about this matter anymore."
Zhang Wanlin raised his hand to stop Mao Gang and continued.
"Director Mao, you should first drive Long's car and return to the company to take charge of the overall situation."
After a pause, Zhang Wanlin went on to say: "I will send Mr. Long home to rest and rest. She was a little frightened and it is not suitable to continue working."
"Okay, President."
Mao Gang obediently drove away in Long Mengmeng's car.
Zhang Wanlin sent Long Mengmeng into his car, and after asking about Long Mengmeng's residence in Tianhai City, he drove there.
When Zhang Wanlin followed Long Mengmeng into her humble residence, her brows suddenly frowned: "Long Mengmeng, before you left, I gave you a lot of living expenses, why did you rent such a broken house?"
"Master, this house is very good. I live alone in a spacious one."
Long Mengmeng said with a serious face, "I invested most of the money you gave me into the company, and I made 30% of the company's business!"
Long Mengmeng sighed: "Now that Xinhai Group has broken the contract, our running errands can only rely on the other 30% of the business I got to continue."
"It's all my inability to work for so long. It turned out to be relying on Xinhai Group's relief. Without Xinhai Group, this branch would be vulnerable."
Long Mengmeng said that his eyes were red.
Looking at Long Mengmeng's pitiful appearance, Zhang Wanlin had to comfort him: "Well, don't cry, this branch can't be made bigger and stronger overnight."
"you are already awesome."
Zhang Wanlin said, his face turned black again, "But you should never use the living expenses I gave you to live in such a broken house. Isn't this slapped me in the face?"
Zhang Wanlin couldn't help but vomit: "People who don't know think I'm abusing their good employees! If you let your grandparents know, you can't scold me?"
"No, grandparents know you are good to me."
Long Mengmeng couldn't help but confessed to Zhang Wanlin, "Master, I sent the money I earned to my grandparents. Will you be angry?"
"Uh, of course not."
Zhang Wanlin was a little speechless, "Isn't it a good thing for you to honor your relatives?
Why should I be angry? "
"I...I thought I couldn't associate with grandparents after I was with you."
Long Mengmeng whispered.
Zhang Wanlin endured a mouthful of old blood in his heart without squirting out.
He explained with a serious face: "Mengmeng, although you call me the master, I have never regarded you as a betrayal maid, so don't you have any thoughts that you have already sold me!"
"Remember, when you have a man and want to get married and leave me, I won't stop you, because you are free and equal to me. Have you heard?"
Zhang Wanlin asked seriously.
Long Mengmeng nodded: "I see, Master."
Zhang Wanlin touched his head with a headache, and then said seriously: "Don't call my master in the future, call me Zhang Wanlin! We are all our own people, don't need to be so ridiculous..." Zhang Wanlin originally thought Long Mengmeng would agree , In the end, she shook her head like a rattle: "That won't work, my grandpa said, you must call your master, and my name is used to it, and I can't change it."
Zhang Wanlin was about to say something, but he suddenly felt his heart stagnate, and then his eyes went dark, and he fell directly into Long Mengmeng.
And behind Long Mengmeng was her single bed, so she was directly overwhelmed by Zhang Wanlin on the bed, because the movements were too big, Long Mengmeng didn't slow down for a while, and went into a coma.
As for Zhang Wanlin, when he planted in Long Mengmeng, he was already unconscious... I don’t know how long it took, Zhang Wanlin opened his eyes in pain, and the result was Long Mengmeng’s beautiful face, scared. He rolled hurriedly, but he rolled directly to the ground.
He thought of getting up, only to find that his whole right hand was already unable to move.
He had to sit up with his left hand forcibly, and then checked Long Mengmeng to make sure that he was okay, but he was stunned by himself, and he was relieved.
After Zhang Wanlin breathed a sigh of relief, he then used his left hand to pull apart the bandage with difficulty, only to find that a large patch of black blood had been stained under the bandage, which was sticky and very disgusting.
"This poison is so powerful!"
Zhang Wanlin took a deep breath and hurriedly called the system, "System, why are you so unreliable?
I am obviously invincible, but why was it poisoned like this? "
The system that was pressed by Zhang Wanlin immediately sent a prompt tone: "Dip! Please make it clear to the host. Although you are unclear about all kinds of poison, the poison here does not include ink poison."
"Ink poison?
What kind of poison is that? "
Zhang Wanlin is a little confused, is there any poisonous ink in this world?
But isn't the ink in that scroll of the mean?
Why is it poisonous?
"Ink poison is a kind of Daomen's strange poison, the poison is attached to the ink, and then it is sealed in the books used by the master by special means, in order to give the enemy a fatal blow when attacking the enemy.
The system continued: "Because the host has a physique that is not invaded by poisons, it has strong resistance to ink poison, but it is only strong and cannot eradicate this poison, so the host needs to find a way to detoxify as soon as possible."
"This..." Zhang Wan and Lin stunned, he asked quickly, "Do you have a way to detoxify?"
The system prompts: "Before the host does not trigger the selection, the system does not provide the obligation to detoxify, please handle it by the host."
"Fuck! You are too cruel, right?"
After Zhang Wanlin took a deep breath, he asked, "What else can you tell me?
Tell me all in one mind. "
"Warm reminder, the host you are in is the poisoned person in the "medium of the mean" in the ink poison, and the ability will gradually be corroded by the "medical way" and gradually become a mediocre person."
"If you don't detoxify it as soon as possible, and then you will become an ordinary person again."
After the system prompts, there will be no more sound.
Zhang Wanlin only felt a blackness in front of him, and he felt dizzy again in his mind, and his own cultivation was definitely affected. At this moment, the power he consumed because of his use of attention has not recovered the slightest! "No, it is so poisonous, it must be removed as soon as possible!"
Zhang Wanlin gritted his teeth and took out the silver needle. He actually gave himself acupuncture and moxibustion, intending to force out this world's strange poison.
However, until he pierced his entire right hand into a hedgehog, he failed to force a drop of poisonous blood.
Helplessly, he took a knife to separate the flesh and blood, intending to drain the poisonous blood, but the strange poison that day was like a tarsal maggot, it was inexhaustible! "Fuck, my god, now I'm really planted."
Zhang Wanlin fell to the ground with a headache, and said, "God thief, do Zhang Wanlin really want to capsize in the gutter?"