The most poisonous girl's heart...

  "Of course there is a way." Liang Huanhuan untied the ropes for Dawei and Xiaojin while pulling down the edge of her jeans: "See?"

  Lace panties.

  "You're sick? It's a bomb." Liang Huanhuan pointed to the circle exposed at the edge of her buttocks: "Don't look at this thing, it's small, blowing up here is no problem, I can handle these people by myself."

  After untying the rope, Jin Huiming directly plunged into Wang Jian's arms and took several deep breaths before relaxing: "So exciting!"

  "Shut up!" Wang Jian pinched her ear: "You almost got **!"

  "You underestimated me." Jin Huiming looked at the people and corpses on the ground, smiled coldly: "They were poisoned early, even if you didn't come, they would still be unconscious in five minutes."

  "After that, she pulled out a bottle of perfume from her pocket: 'Long-lasting and durable. Strongly hallucinogenic, deadly if ingested, no second chances. I sprayed it in the car, this is a slow release, and it only works on male hormones.'"

  Wang Jian was stunned at that moment, looking at Dawei's mouth watering and silly appearance, muttering to himself: "It really works..."

  Dawei now seems to have a thread of sanity, smiling foolishly, stretching out his freed hand and pointing forward: "Qianfang Canguang Sword! Look at this move! Whoosh whoosh whoosh... Ah... Mozhu save me!"

  "He took a deep breath at that time." Jin Huiming shrugged: "Ghost knows what he is seeing now."

  Wang Jian walked up and poked Da Wei: "Hey!"

  Dawei was taken aback and pointed at Wang Jian: "Shang Qing, you're back unharmed!"

  "Grandma's..." Wang Jian didn't say another word, and with one knife chop, he directly knocked Da Wei to the ground. Then, he slung him over his shoulder: "There are two more dead outside."

  "Oh. Later." Liang Huanhuan walked out the door with a nonchalant expression, and soon dragged the two corpses back in from outside: "Burn them with fire."

  Wang Jian carried Da Wei and walked out by himself, saying: "Never mind, just leave it here, take the living away."

  Liang Huan nodded, removed the bomb from his waist and pressed it twice. Then he pulled up the strong man who had been trampled by Wang Jian's face and had exploded eggs, turned around and followed Wang Jian to rush out of the basement.

  As he stepped outside, Wang Jian let out a long sigh and was about to speak when a muffled sound suddenly came from beneath the ground. The rumbling noise that reached the surface made Wang Jian feel a clear vibration. The glass around him also shook with a loud rattling sound.

  "You're a cop." He opened the car door and pushed Dawei inside, while turning his head to sarcastically remark to Liang Huanhuan: "How can you do something so unscrupulous?"

  "Damn the police." Liang Huanhuan spat: "Sister is a soldier, and that's what she does!"

  However, after she finished speaking, it was after opening the trunk and stuffing people in that she retorted to Wang Jian: "You're a teacher, I've never seen you be so ruthless."

  Wang Jian didn't say a word, just smiled and gently woke up Tianran Er who had fallen asleep. He leaned in close to her ear and whispered, "Get up, let's go home."

  She looked at Wang Jian with her eyes wide open, calmed down a bit, then threw her arms around his neck: "You're finally back... I was afraid..."

  "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Wang Jian gently patted her back: "I'm here."

  "Hey, you two are enough! " Liang Huanhuan rolled her eyes: "What's the big deal? None of us who are involved have said we're afraid, but you two are so sticky."

  Jin Hui Ming also responded with a hum: "Really? Is that so? Old Wang, I'm scared too..."

  "What are you afraid of?" Wang Jian let go of Tian Ran Er. He patted her head: "Go home."

  As soon as they sat in the car, Liang Huanhuan started the engine. Da Wei, who was taken care of by Tianran Er, suddenly widened his eyes: "The Shushan crowd listens to orders, kill without mercy!"

  Naturally, he was stunned. He leaned in close to Dawei and sniffed: "Datura flower powder, Amanita mushroom, cannabis, and Cantharides! English Angel's powerful hallucinogen!"

  "Wow!" Jin Huiming, who was sitting on Wang Jian's leg, turned her head: "Not bad, you even know this, but you definitely can't ask what the stabilizer is, my exclusive secret formula."

  "It's rice vinegar and green tea juice." Tianran thought for a moment, "There should also be urine hormone extract, it should be female hormone, Huanhuan has this kind of fragrance on her too, but she's fine, this should be targeted at males."

  "Damn it!" Jin Huiming turned her head away, fuming silently.

  The car started slowly, and Liang Huan sat in the driver's seat. Suddenly, he turned his head to look at Wang Jian: "Tell me, your performance just now was like a seasoned veteran. Even if you've killed people before, I've never seen an amateur kill so cleanly and efficiently as you did. The two corpses outside, I checked them out, one hit, no reaction, no sound."

  Wang Jian fell silent for a moment, turned his head and glanced at Tianran Er, who just gave him a sweet smile: "I'm not afraid of you!"

  "Bad people should die." Wang Jian let out a long sigh: "This is my principle."

  "You're so extreme!" Liang Huanhuan's mouth twitched: "Can't bad people be forgiven?"

  "It's up to heaven to forgive them." Wang Jian chuckled: "My task is to send them to meet the heavenly father."

  "Alright! I like it!" Liang Huanhuan gave Wang Jian a hearty slap: "If you were a girl, I'd recommend you to join our team. I also think that those who should be killed, should be killed. Those trash dogs are worthless."

  "But I still advocate for non-violence, Xiaohui's approach is very good..."

  "Is that okay?" Jin Huiming didn't even turn his head: "If I had brought another bottle, you wouldn't have said anything. Have you ever heard of selective deafness?"

  Heavenly King let out an "oh" and then stopped talking...

  "How did you find out? This detective ability is comparable to that of a top-notch spy." Liang Huanhuan asked again, "I was going to handle it myself, those people were easy for me to deal with."

  This time, Wang Jian didn't even have a chance to respond, and Jin Huiming pointed to the Natural Second behind him with a helpless expression: "Who else can it be besides her? If she's having trouble with this little thing, how can she be worthy of being my arch-nemesis?"

  "Hehe......" Tianran Er just smiled foolishly.

  Wang Jian leaned his head against the cushion: "These are secondary, I'm thinking, who would go to find Dawei's trouble. Moreover, these people are obviously specially trained, and their kung fu foundation is not bad. If it wasn't for my sneak attack, you guys would definitely have someone injured."

  "Hurry up, the kid in the trunk isn't going to die just yet. He'll find out when we get back."

  "Okay," said Jin Huiming, "let's go to my place first, there aren't many people over there."

  After everyone agreed, under the guidance of Jin Huiming, Liang Huanhuan drove the car to where Jin Huiming originally lived, and then everyone worked together to carry Da Wei and the guy in the trunk upstairs.

  After going upstairs, Jin Huiming's first task was to dig out a yellowish-brown ball from the drawer and stuff it into Dawei's mouth, then patted his hand: "Interrogation, I'll take care of it."

  When she spoke, her face showed an impatient expression, and the way she licked her lips made Wang Jian see Irma Grese from the Nazi concentration camp in a daze, absolutely similar to the devil.

  "Can you ask it out?"

  Jin Hui Ming smiled triumphantly: "I have four thousand ways to make the dead speak. He's as stubborn as iron, but today he'll have to open his mouth."

  After finishing speaking, Jin Huiming surprisingly took out a whole set of dissecting knives from the cabinet...

  "Xiao Hui Ming... don't!" Tian Ran pressed down on her hand: "It's too cruel!"

  "Cruel?" Jin Huiming shook off Tianran Er's hand: "They're going to kill me, let go!"

  Wang Jian shrugged his shoulders, leaned against the door, finished a cigarette, and then pressed the cigarette butt on that guy's forehead: "Let her go, I have no sympathy for this kind of person."

  Liang Huanhuan also laughed: "You guys don't play too much, I have to give an account to the Great Sage."

  Tianran nodded and turned to Jin Huiming: "Well...alright then. Remember to disinfect the surgical knife..."

  "Get rid of this fart." Jin Huiming sneered: "I'll stop his bleeding first."

  After she finished speaking, she directly cut open that guy's pants and made a "tsk" sound with her mouth: "Bloody mess."

  Tian Ran Er also looked over there and shook his head: "Can only be cut off directly."

  Wang Jian suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head as soon as he heard it, and directly cut out four words, which made Wang Jian feel a kind of sympathetic pain.

  "Good job, watch this." Jin Huiming poured a bottle of alcohol directly onto the guy's wound, then swiftly cut... Next, he began to stop the bleeding with hemostatic forceps and trauma medicine, and used tap water mixed with morphine to keep him alive. The bloody smell in the room was overwhelming, like a scene from "The Inn of the Sixth Happiness".

  After struggling for almost two hours, a person who was on the verge of dying from excessive blood loss was actually saved by Jin Huiming and Technical Director Tianran Er...

  When he slowly came to, he found that his legs were fixed on the sofa, covered with a sheet, and his hands were locked on the iron railing of the window sill, with lower body pain.

  "Water..."

  Jin Huiming stepped forward, poured a kettle of cool water on his face, and then stood aside: "Hey, uncle. You were quite stubborn just now, come on."

  Liang Huanhuan, who was sitting next to his head, also looked up and said: "I should be the first one to be raped."

  "So, what's your name?"

  "Zhan Fei..." He was now so weak that he didn't look like a human being, a 1.8-meter-tall person had shrunk by almost half in an instant, his face pale: "Give me a quick death."

  "Don't even think about it." Jin Huiming made a small cut on his arm with the scalpel, and then sprinkled some salt on it: "Who told you to come? You know what I want to ask."

  Excruciating pain made his whole body tremble... a mournful howl came from his throat, but he didn't say a word except begging for death.

  "Uncle Zhan, you're not saying anything?" Jin Huiming smiled slyly: "Then I'll let you clearly see your own small intestine being cut out."

  After finishing speaking, she used the back of her knife to draw a circle around Zhan Fei's navel, making a hissing sound with her mouth: "What a pity, such good muscles."

  Wang Jian shook his head and walked forward: "He has been trained, he is determined to die."

  After that, Wang Jian pulled out a thin acupuncture needle from Jin Huiming's pile of strange objects: "Have you all seen 'The Sound of the Wind'? Acupuncture is more effective."