lcionline Chapter 372 Please Learn More About Your Opponent
Chapter 372 Please Learn More About Your Opponent
"Look over there." Wen Tingye raised his eyes and glanced at the area to the left behind Ning Yao.
There was a sizable group of special forces soldiers there, dressed in dark green camouflage uniforms, muscular, with rifles slung over their arms.
Among this group of people, two were bound hand and foot like rice dumplings. One was sitting upright, while the other was crooked and curled up like an earthworm.
Ning Yao recognized the two figures very well, especially the expensive and elegant cheongsam made by a famous designer. Who else could it be but An Qiulu?
The woman had a sinister look on her face, but she didn't seem to be afraid at all. She was so calm that people didn't dare to look her in the eye.
She sat on the ground, showing no fear even as a prisoner; Ning Yao could even see a hint of smugness in her eyes.
Si Longshen lay diagonally next to An Qiulu. His clothes were dirty and torn, apparently from moving his body on the ground. Compared to An Qiulu, the man seemed much more panicked, his whole body was trembling violently, his eyes were fixed on the guns in the hands of the special forces soldiers, and beads of sweat were on his forehead, sliding down his jawline.
He made intermittent whimpering sounds from his throat, and it was impossible to tell what he was saying, but it was probably some kind of plea for mercy.
An Qiulu and Si Longshen were actually captured by Wen Tingye's scheme. How did he manage to do that? He's from the Si Sect...
“There’s something wrong with the prison cells at Simen. You’ve done architectural design, so it shouldn’t be hard for you to notice,” Wen Tingye said.
Hearing Wen Tingye say this, Ning Yao gritted her teeth. At the time, she had been focused on finding the person and hadn't noticed anything strange about the architectural design.
She suddenly closed her eyes, carefully recalling the architectural structure of the Simen prison and the thick moss on the outer walls.
A moment later, the woman's long, curled black eyelashes fluttered, and then she opened them, her eyes filled with disbelief.
"It shouldn't be that damp. The Simen base is built on the edge of a cliff, and there is no water around it at all. Moreover, Simen is not a rainy climate area. The cliff edge is windy, dry, and warm. How could such a thick layer of moss grow on the walls?"
Ning Yao's voice dropped several decibels. Why didn't she realize it sooner? The inner layer of that building was probably filled with water.
As for what kind of water it was and why it was being injected, she had no idea.
"The walls were thickened, and the extra partitions were filled with turpentine with a higher concentration, mainly toluene."
"Prolonged inhalation of this concentration of rosin vapors can easily lead to nerve damage, memory decline, dizziness, short-term excitement, and in severe cases, coma and weakness in the limbs."
“Those prisoners who are locked up will never be able to walk out of their cells for the rest of their lives.”
"Releasing them would trigger the switch on the turpentine in the walls, and that concentration of turpentine would make the prisoners' chances of survival extremely low."
Wen Tingye knew there was something wrong with the prison cell. He wasn't sure before, but after he went to the cell himself just now, he was certain.
It was mainly the disheveled prisoners in the jail that reminded him. Once he knew, he didn't dare to delay for a moment and quickly carried Ning Yao away.
They went into that prison, and it's very likely that An Qiulu had the opportunity to tamper with things.
If they were discovered, they would all die without a burial place.
They couldn't save others, and they even got themselves killed.
"I didn't expect you to be able to see that."
"Not bad, you're quite capable. I really underestimated you..."
An Qiulu listened to Wen Tingye and Ning Yao's conversation and curled her lips in a mocking smile.
The enormous cage, tightly enveloped in turpentine, was originally her design, specifically created for Si Longshen.
Si Longshen deserved to be locked up by her for life for what he did.
She was going to personally build him an unprecedented death cage, a cage from which he would never be able to escape in his lifetime!
"So the Wen family has been doing so much behind the scenes all these years. The MPRi mercenary group was secretly trained by you." An Qiulu was not unaware of things outside the Si Men, especially some newly emerging military forces.
In particular, the mercenary armies that emerged in recent years have made a name for themselves around the world in less than three years, absorbing several top mercenary teams and growing rapidly at an incredible pace.
"But you dare to dream of swallowing up the Simen with a mercenary force? I don't know whether to call you capable or stupid." An Qiulu sneered, her eyes filled with disdain.
She possesses the entire Si Men. As long as Si Long Shen is there, along with Bai Yan Xue Fei, she will always be invincible.
"One?"
"You really think this is the only mercenary team I have that I can be proud of?"
"Instead of wasting her time on a man, Madam An would be better off spending more time understanding her rival."
Wen Tingye curled his lips into a wicked smile, his tone extremely arrogant.
An Qiulu fell silent and looked at Wen Tingye with suspicion.
What else does he have besides his mercenary team?
Forget it, these aren't things she needs to consider right now.
The most important thing right now is the White Flame Blood Jade, which is a treasure that can bring the dead back to life and has extremely strong repair capabilities.
If she had it, her position in the Simen would be more secure, and she would have countless ways to make the White Flame Blood Jade hers.
As long as Ning Yao is willing to give her the White Flame Blood Jade, then the White Flame Blood Jade will sign a contract with her and be bound together.
Thinking of this, An Qiulu looked at Ning Yao with a smug look, her voice lazy and her posture graceful, showing no sign of the humiliation of being a prisoner.
"I knew you would definitely go to the prison to find Si Longshen. You've already been there tonight, haven't you..."
"Did you find him? How did it feel to see your daughter? Did you cry your eyes out or get overjoyed?"
An Qiulu chuckled softly, then stared intently at Ning Yao, observing her expression and subtle facial movements.
Ning Yao frowned and glanced coldly at the woman sitting on the ground.
"He's just a man who abandoned his wife and daughter, what do I have to cry about?"
"Abandoning his wife and daughter? You're really wronging Si Longshen by saying that."
An Qiulu smiled and glanced at the man beside her who had absolutely no resemblance to Si Longshen.
He has a face and physique that are very similar to Si Longshen, but his personality and character are not even one-thousandth as good as Si Longshen's.
"He didn't abandon your mother back then. He went back to the Simen Clan to explain the situation to the elders and cancel his engagement with me."
An Qiulu had hated Si Longshen for over twenty years. By now, her love for Si Longshen had long since vanished, leaving only hatred, disgust, and intense loathing.
She's no longer angry about what happened back then.
As the big winner behind the scenes, she destroyed the two people she hated the most with her own hands, and that was enough.
One is Si Longshen, and the other, naturally, is Luo Xiyun, the woman Si Longshen loves most deeply.