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The poison master was trembling with anger, his pretty face was ashen.

This lunatic, how dare he?

Is he really not afraid of death?

Or...has he been betting all along?

No, if it's a gamble, shouldn't he stabilize himself and the outsiders first?

At this moment, her confidence began to collapse silently, and she couldn't understand why Xu Lin did this?

In fact, Xu Lin is gambling.

However, what he bet on was not his own life, but the life of the drug gambler. How much value is betting on her in the hearts of these people?

At this time, life and death have long been ignored, and there is only one belief in his heart, the threat that Poison Master poses to Da Xia cannot be replaced by anyone in the Light Organization.

To bury this guy with him would be a worthy death.

"Chop Suey, I set up the bomb. I blew up the Red River Mountain. If you want to kill me, kill me!"

A roar came from Xiaogu's mouth. He was hysterical, his eyes were red, and his whole body was trembling.

Xu Lin's eyes sank when he heard this, and he raised the muzzle of the gun in his hand.

Poison Master: "If you touch him, I will die right here."

Hearing this, Xu Lin was stunned.

It seems that this little orphan is very important in the heart of the poison master.

Otherwise, she would not threaten herself with her own death.

"Hehe! As a teacher, you have devoted your life to protecting the students, so I really can't help it." Xu Lin smiled, and really remembered it.

"Let them out!"

he said coldly.

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to the black lace belt of Poison Master.

"Shameless! You..."

The poison master was so angry that his face was flushed, and he was gnashing his teeth, wishing he could bite this guy to death.

"Go, get out!"

After seeing Xiao Gu, he opened his mouth coldly, and when he left, he looked like a wolf in his eyes. His calmness and bloodthirsty really made people chill.

Xu Lin smiled indifferently, then pressed the poison master on the sofa, and handcuffed the handcuffs he was wearing to the poison master's hands.

Outside the villa, a group of people gathered together, all of them had hideous expressions on their faces.

As the core of the Radiance organization, they have always been the only ones who threaten others. How can they be threatened by others?

"Brother Huo, tell me something, or we will attack directly?"

"Yes! Lao Huo, Juehu is dead now, and you are the oldest here."

"Either attack by force, I'm 50% sure." A middle-aged man with a somewhat feminine appearance said.

"No, we can't be impulsive if we are not 100% sure of the teacher's safety." Xiao Gu said coldly.

"What do you know as a child, go away."

A fiery guy next to him pushed Xiao Gu aside.

Xiao Gu: "I'll call the saint right now."

After speaking, he immediately took out a satellite phone, dialed a number, and the call was connected after a while.

"Brother Qin, the teacher has been arrested..."

He immediately told the whole thing to the person on the other end of the phone, and the other party fell silent for an instant, heavy breathing came from the other end of the phone.

After a while, the other party said: "Three days, report any situation in time. After three days, if there is still no hope, immediately attack."

"But Brother Qin, teacher..."

"Listen to me, we can't ruin the entire organization because of this."

"yes……"

Xiao Gu put down the phone, as if he had lost all strength.

He conveyed the words of the sage to the people. After listening to them, although they objected a little, they still listened to the sage's opinion.

Boom!

At this very moment, in an island manor of Lao San's family, a young man angrily smashed the satellite phone in his hand to the ground.

"Damn! Damn!"

He had a ferocious face and roared loudly, his eyes filled with soaring anger.

"Master, at present, what you have done is the most correct choice." An old man with the appearance of a butler said.

"I know..." The young man took a deep breath, gradually calmed down, and said, "But Yang Xin is too important. Without her, we would lose hundreds of millions of dollars in financial support every year."

"Hey!" The butler shook his head and sighed.

...

In the headquarters of the poison master, Xu Lin sat on the sofa, looking at the poison master.

The latter asked calmly: "I'm curious, why are you immune to all toxins?"

Xu Lin: "Didn't I tell you? Your poison has been dropped by others, and there is someone from me among you."

"Impossible, you..."

The poison master exclaimed subconsciously, and then became suspicious.

To be honest, she really couldn't find any explanation other than this one.

When the eyes met, Xu Lin's heart suddenly moved.

He activated a skill, Tongxin.

The next moment, his gaze seemed to pass through Poison Master's body, directly hitting her soul and memory.

A picture appeared in front of her eyes.

The memory flashed, and the poison master's thoughts were easily deciphered.

In addition, he even saw pictures one by one. The memory is very wonderful. When he interpreted it, he seemed to be the poison master himself.

Then faces appeared in front of my eyes, basically those people from outside.

Then……

Xu Lin's pupils contracted suddenly, and he saw a manor by the sea, and a young face appeared in the manor.

"No! Impossible!"

At this moment, the poison master shook his head violently, and Xu Lin also instantly withdrew from the state of mindfulness.

His eyes brightened, and he asked, "Who is the saint? Can you tell me the truth?"

Poison Master was successfully diverted from the subject, she said coldly, "Do you think I'm stupid?"

Xu Lin nodded and smiled, "A little bit."

"A saint...should be very young, no more than 30 years old."

"Well...he should be in good condition, at least he has a private seaside manor."

"Also, I think such a person should have a servant or housekeeper by his side, and ordinary people cannot touch him."

As Xu Lin said since ancient times, the depths of Poison Master's eyes suddenly shrank.

Shocked, extremely shocked.

How on earth did he know?

Impossible, is it just a guess?

The next moment Xu Lin continued to speak leisurely: "I think this saint should be good-looking, a bit handsome, and a literati wearing gold-rimmed glasses. The bridge of the nose is a bit high? The lips are a bit thin? His eyes must be sharp, right? Height... probably Not less than 180?"

Every time Xu Lin opened his mouth, Poison Master's pupils flickered once.

Shock! Still shocked!

Every sentence of Xu Lin fits the identity and appearance of a saint, how is this possible?

Isn't that how psychological tests are played?

"Hehe! I think I can already draw the image of a saint, would you like to take a look?" Xu Lin grinned, and that smile looked like a demon in the eyes of the poisoner, making her tremble.