Shocking! The master of metaphysics is actually the ancestor of ghosts and monsters!

Seeing these people feeling frustrated, Nangong Qian felt incredibly satisfied.

He looked at them smugly, with the air of a petty person who had achieved his goal.

A bunch of scoundrels who bullied Lingzi deserve to starve.

Those men were controlled by the two women, and although they were angry, they were helpless. Seeing Nangong Qian provoking them, they dared not make any move.

Controlling his emotions, he gritted his teeth and refused to look at them.

Those two little bitches, I'll fuck them to death sooner or later.

This is the common thought among those people.

"Boss, I have a friend named Lin Zishan who was tricked into coming here. I don't know if she's alive or dead. Can you help me calculate her fate?"

Thinking of Lin Zishan, Nangong Qian lost her appetite. Her bright and cheerful expression turned gloomy, like a wilted eggplant.

"Give me money."

Jing Li was eating, not even lifting her eyelids.

Nangong Qian replied quickly, "Yes, yes, yes! Boss, I'll have her transfer the money to you when we get back. Don't worry, if she doesn't give it to you, I'll have my brother transfer it to you."

In Dinyi, a place that devours people without spitting out the bones, countless sons and daughters of wealthy families have given away vast sums of money but never returned.

Compared to human life, money is clearly insignificant.

"She's dying, you can't save her."

Jing Li ate her food earnestly, and only spoke casually after swallowing the food in her mouth.

Lin Zishan is indeed being tortured to death, not only physically, but also mentally.

The scariest thing is that she doesn't want to live; it's her subjective thought.

No one can save a person who wants to die.

The fact that it's still holding on means there's probably one last regret.

Lin Zishan is beautiful, and the fact that she can become friends with the rich girl must mean that good looks are a very important factor.

Nangong Qian isn't a bad person, but her looks are really bad.

Jin Lingling's looks aren't particularly outstanding, but she has the aura of a successful career woman.

Lin Zishan, on the other hand, has a pure and sweet girl vibe, making people feel happy just looking at her, and giving off a feeling of wanting to tease her.

Upon hearing this, the tension that had been taut over Nangong Qian finally snapped. She gripped the edge of the table with both hands, trying to give herself some support.

"Is there no hope?" The young lady's voice trembled.

Lin Zishan was her friend from beginning to end. The two got into trouble together, got scolded together, and ran away together. These were all experiences they shared.

"Help."

"really?"

She knew that the big boss liked to take long breaths when he spoke.

"She needs to save herself. No one can save someone who doesn't want to live. Even if you bring her back, she will still choose to die."

"I can talk to her. We can still go out together and go back to a normal life..."

Jing Li looked at her, and Nangong Qian's eyes were already filled with tears.

He choked up and could no longer speak.

She knew without even thinking what Shan Shan had gone through. If it were her, would she want to live?

She probably wouldn't either.

She herself made this choice; can she really persuade those who have experienced it to live on?

Nangong Qian was confused.

Now that the expert has figured out Shanshan's location, how will she rescue Shanshan?

Need help from an expert?

Nangong Qian watched Jing Li eat casually, as if she didn't care about anything, and she suddenly didn't know how to speak.

Unexpectedly, Jing Li spoke first, "Her destination is not in the same direction as mine."

Lin Zishan's direction and the place she wanted to go were two different directions.

Nangong Qian understood the implication. She lowered her head dejectedly.

It's impossible for a powerful figure to specifically go out of their way to save someone who has absolutely no connection to her.

Nangong Qian ate her food absentmindedly, her mind racing with solutions. Could the big shot offer some guidance? How could she possibly save her?

Should I contact my brother?

......

At that moment, three people entered the shop.

"Boss, three servings of fried dough sticks, please."

A woman is communicating with her boss in her native language.

There were two men next to her.

"Okay," the boss replied in the local language.

Jing Li found this strange. She was using standard Chinese, so how did the owner understand her when she ordered?

Nangong Qian seemed to know her inside and out. After a moment of confusion, she naturally answered, "This place is close to China, and many Chinese people do business here, so they all speak Chinese."

"That's it!"

The foodie nodded perfunctorily.

The woman had distinct local features; her skin was light brown, which was considered dark for a Chinese person; she had regular features, almond-shaped eyes, and a petite and delicate appearance, but her figure was curvaceous.

One of the two men looked just like the local men, with a very ordinary appearance. He seemed to care a lot about the woman, and his eyes never left her.

The other is the Chinese.

With his buzz cut, square face, almond-shaped eyes, high nose bridge, and yellowish-white skin, he was clearly not a local.

She is of above-average appearance.

After entering the store, he barely spoke, constantly exuding a sense of superiority.

This was probably not the central city of Denis, and the group rarely ate at these small shops, so they felt a little out of place sitting there for a while.

The three people looked over at the same time after hearing Jing Li's voice.

Upon seeing Jing Li and Nangong Qian's appearance, the woman's gaze instinctively fell upon the Chinese man.

As expected, the man stared at the two of them with a look of amazement.

The woman immediately felt a sense of crisis.

With her arms crossed and her feet stomping deliberately, she said in a coquettish tone in the local dialect, "Siyan, I just twisted my ankle, it hurts so much."

To prevent the man from ignoring her, she tugged at his clothes.

But before the man named Si Yan could even look over...

The other man had already anxiously bent down to check.

While Si Yan wasn't paying attention, the girl immediately changed her expression, pushed the man away, and her eyes held a warning.

The man looked hurt and silently withdrew his hand.

Si Yan got annoyed by her nagging and didn't give her any face. "Isn't Han Sheng here? Let him take a look for you."

After saying that, he got up and walked to Jing Li's table.

The woman could only glare at them resentfully, and angrily pushed away the other man's hand.

"My foot is fine, you can eat yours!"

His tall, muscular figure cast a large shadow on the table.

Jingli put down her cutlery and looked up with displeasure.

"Is something wrong?"

It's blocking her sunlight.

Nangong Qian also looked over, puzzled.

Are you sick? Where did this stinky man come from?

Wang Bin's group watched with amusement, thinking, "They've messed with the locals, let's see what those two bitches do now."

The locals have a lot of tricks up their sleeves.

Moreover, those people looked like they were all rich and powerful.

They had heard that wealthy locals had all prayed to the master for peace and blessings, and that ordinary ghosts and monsters could not get close to them.

Even if this woman were to control the little devil, it would probably be in vain.

They feel great pleasure just imagining the two bitches being arrested.

Could I have your contact information?

The man's eyes were captivating.