Shinobu Kuwabara had a few qualities after all.
Knowing Chinese culture, he knew that the Chinese had many rules and secrets regarding the inheritance of their masters, so he did not pursue the matter.
Naturally, Qin Hai did not make a fool of himself.
Patting Wei Jinwei’s face, he laughed, “Mr Wei, are you still going to play rough with me, Qin Dahai? You know, the snake in your stomach has no air, so it will do everything it can to pierce your lungs, and when it gets hungry, it will swallow your intestines little by little.
Wei Jinwei’s face was pale with cold sweat.
Stiffly, he craned his neck to look at Jiu Yuan.
The latter did not make a sound, clearly acquiescing to what Qin Hai had said.
And indeed, such was indeed the cruel method of the Hall of Punishment.
“What the hell do you want!” Wei Jin asked, slightly suppressing the fear in his voice.
He now regretted it.
Regret for trusting this B*****d Jiu Yuan, and even more regret for finding trouble with Qin Da Hai without full preparation.
“Tell me where he is.” Qin Dahai laughed.
Wei Jin gulped slightly, “I really don’t know.”
“I also know a few smugglers in Penghai, so it’s still possible to send you to East Ying without a sound.” Qin Hai said coldly.
Wei Jinwei was busy was saying, “No one knows where Wei Qihong is usually, he would never leak his location.”
“Call.”
Qin Hai said indifferently.
Wei Jinwei had to take out his mobile phone and tremblingly dialed Wei Qihong’s number, but there was no answer until he thought of a busy signal. Qin Dahai took out his Kun Wu knife and shook his head and circled around Wei Jinwei, while Wei Jinwei’s whole body was shivering, not knowing from what position this guy would give himself a blow.
“Aigoo, you really failed at being a henchman.” Qin Dahai said.
“I’m just a henchman!”
Wei Jinwei said in a deep voice.
“How can you be a henchman when you don’t know anything?” Qin Dahai said as he put the knife on his shoulder.
Feeling the burst of cold air coming from the Kun Wu knife, Wei Jin Wei couldn’t help but shrink his neck and said on his lips, “Now that things have come to this point, I have nothing to say, I underestimated you Qin Da Hai, I did go out of my way, do as you wish, kill or be killed.”
“You are quite bold.”
Qin Dahai laughed.
Wei Jin gave a cold hum.
Standing tall with his head held high.
Qin Hai took his knife and tapped it on his neck, each time the blade touched Wei Jinwei’s whole body shivered.
The ninja did not say anything.
He said, “If you don’t take the antidote in seven days, you’ll die a horrible death.”
With that, he turned and left, saying as he went, “Of course, Mr. Jiu Yuan, if you can ask for something, don’t hide anything.”
As soon as he left.
Only then did Wei Jinwei sigh in relief, then his gaze was placed on the body of Supreme Shinobu Jiu Yuan and he said, “You want to kill me?”
“Why would I want to kill you?”
Jiu Yuan said indifferently.
Wei Jin gave a slight hum, then added in a deep voice, “What are you up to, Kudara Fuji? Are you looking for death?”
“I merely want to look into an incident that happened twenty-five years ago.” Kuwabara said indifferently.
Wei Jin frowned slightly.
He didn’t know what Jiu Yuan Tou was talking about.
Rather, Jiu Yuan Tou followed up by saying, “About Master Han Jiu.”
“You’re looking for death!”
Wei Jinwei’s face changed slightly before he sneered, “I never thought that someone would still remember Old Master Han Jiu after so many years of his death.”
“It seems you don’t understand.” Jiuyuan Vine shook his head with a slight pity.
“Understand what?” Wei Jin was slightly puzzled.
Only Jiu Yuan Tou did not continue under this topic, and he was in no mood to remain here, saying as he walked away, “Mr Wei, a piece of advice for you, don’t think highly of yourself, in fact, you are the one who doesn’t know anything.”
Wei Jinwei was furious with anger.
In just the blink of an eye, Jiu Yuan Tou had already left.
He sat in his chair and took a few ragged breaths, then grimly picked up his mobile phone and called the number he had just dialed.
Wei Qihong’s phone.
Only this time, he hung up after about ten seconds of ringing, and instead of waiting long enough, the phone rang.
He was just about to pick up the phone.
But then he found a chill on his neck.
This cold sensation made his whole body shiver, only because it was too familiar, having tried it just now.
“Mr. Wei is not a good boy to play this game.” Qin Dahai’s smiling voice rang out behind him, and the phone in his hand was snatched away by Qin Dahai in the process. He wanted to snatch it away, but found that the Kunwu knife that was resting on his shoulder was like a thousand pounds heavy at this moment, making it almost impossible for him to lift his body.
“Sit down honestly.” Qin Hai said indifferently, “If you are not honest, cut off your aorta.”
Wei Jin Wei was trembling with anger.
And Qin Hai picked up the phone right then and there.
The other side was quiet, and it was only a few short seconds later that a voice with a few eerie tones came from the other side: “Qin Dahai!”
“Wei Qihong.” Qin Dahai laughed.
The person who answered the phone was none other than Wei Qihong, he sneered and said, “There is a road in heaven that you don’t take, but you have to take this road to hell.”
“Heaven?”
Qin Dahai gave a cold laugh.
Judging from Peng Hai’s several escapes from death, it seemed that there was no such option as heaven on his own life path, he snorted, “We both have each other.”
“Humph!”
Wei Qihong gave a slightly cold snort.
Sensing that he did not want to talk much, Qin Hai said immediately afterwards, “Can you answer a few of my questions?”
“When you are able to be alive, the current you, you are not qualified for that.” Wei Qihong said indifferently.
“Song Qiyang and you are in cahoots, right?” Qin Hai said with narrowed eyes, “From the beginning of Song Qiyang’s layout in Penghai, you have been involved in it, right? I really don’t understand why a senior member of the Nine Mysteries would make things difficult for a mud-legged man like me.”
Wei Qihong said indifferently, “Don’t you understand? You really don’t know anything.”
“It’s really Wei Jinwei’s big brother, speaking in the same tone.” Qin Hai said feebly.
“Still the same, you are not qualified.”
Wei Qihong gave an emphatic bang.
After a pause, he then said, “Put Wei Jinwei on the phone.”
“Sorry, he’s dead.” Qin Hai secretly looked at Wei Jinwei beside him.
Wei Qihong sneered, “Think I’ll believe that?”
“You’ll believe it in five minutes.” Qin Hai said.