Chapter 2612 – Vicious Little Sister
She hesitated, but still picked it up. Xinyan was a good student, and it was natural for her to report to the school when she ran into trouble, "Mr. Bai?"
"Xinyan, how's Lin Yi? Did anything happen? " After Lin Yi left, the white boss felt uneasy, as if something wasn't right. He waited for a while, but Lin Yi didn't contact him, so he contacted Xinyan. After all, Lin Yi went to look for Xinyan.
"Mr. Bai, Lin Yi's fighting with someone, right in front of the school. That bad guy is using a very powerful martial art, I think it's called Twister World or something, it's like a tornado …" Xinyan said worriedly, "What should we do! Lin Yi doesn't seem to be a match for him, and he fell to the ground! "
"What? Twister World? "The white boss stood up abruptly, his eyes narrowed, and his gaze sharpened! Could it be them? Causing trouble in front of his school, kidnapping his students, and even injuring Lin Yi, did they think he didn't exist?
"Yes, I think so …" Xinyan nodded, not understanding why the boss would ask this. She wanted to know how to help Lin Yi! Out of all the people she knew, Lin Yi was the strongest. If even Lin Yi wasn't a match, then it didn't matter if it was House Pi, House Han, or even Wu Chentian.
"I'll be there right away!" The white boss' voice turned cold and angry, "Don't worry, I have a plan!"
"Alright, thank you, Mr. Bai …" Xinyan said, relieved to hear that Boss Bai had a solution.
"What are you thanking me for? You're all my students, of course, I'll help you. " The white boss ran out of the office- one had to say, he was quite fast despite his age!
At the same time, in the hotel, Eleven was interrogating Han Jingjing about Zhang Liju's notes.
Han Jingjing was brought to the hotel room. Suddenly, a basin of cold water was poured over her. Han Jingjing woke up abruptly and looked at the unfamiliar scene in front of her.
"Where is this?" Han Jingjing looked at the hotel room curiously. She only remembered that she was going to the cafeteria with Wang Xinyan, but she didn't remember anything else.
"Han Jingjing, right?" A cold and somewhat hoarse female voice rang out, revealing a bone-piercing chill. "Haven't you noticed that you've been kidnapped?"
"Kidnapping? Who are you? Why did you kidnap Jing Jing? " Han Jingjing turned around and looked innocently at the woman in black, who was the Eleventh, with her large, watery eyes.
"Alright, stop acting cute. This trick doesn't work on me!" Little Eleven frowned and thought to himself that it was a good thing he didn't let Little Yi interrogate her. This girl sure knew how to disguise herself. Even after being caught, she was still acting cute. "You're an Alchemist, right?"
"What is an alchemist? Is it delicious? "Han Jingjing asked curiously.
"Little Yi, don't act cute in front of me. I don't fall for it!" Little Eleven interrupted Han Jingjing coldly. "If you don't want to suffer, then tell me the truth."
"But I really don't know what an Alchemist is …" Han Jingjing said innocently.
"Little Jian, are you looking for a beating?" Little Eleven raised his hand. "I'll give you one last chance. If you talk nonsense with me again, I'll kill you!"
"Oh, if someone who knows how to refine pills is an alchemist, then I am one," Han Jingjing blinked her eyes and said.
"Hmph, you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!" Little Eleven snorted and continued to ask, "Who did you learn alchemy from?"
"My alchemy? I learned it from Right Coiling Tiger! "Han Jingjing thought about it and said," My cauldron and whatnot were all given to me by him. "
"Slap!" "Slap!"
Two crisp sounds rang out. Little Eleven finally lost his patience and slapped Han Jingjing's face twice. Immediately, Han Jingjing's left and right cheeks turned red! Little Eleven was an expert at the peak of the early phase of Heaven Rank. How could Han Jingjing withstand two slaps from him?
"Ah — it hurts …" Han Jingjing looked at Little Eleven with a wronged expression. Her big watery eyes were about to shed tears. "Why did you hit Jing Jing!"
"Hit you? If you don't be honest, I'll kill you! " Little Eleven's face was ferocious. A cruel expression flashed across his face. "I'm not afraid to tell you that I'm best at messing with people. If I transmigrate, I'll be the head of the Imperial Secret Service!"
"What's the Imperial Secret Service …" Han Jingjing asked doubtfully.
"Little Jian, I know you want to stall for time and wait for someone to save you. But I'm not afraid to tell you that there's really no one who can save you!" Little Eleven said calmly. "Since you don't want to tell me, then I'll play with you a little more ruthlessly!"
Little Eleven's hand shook slightly and a box of silver needles fell into her hand. She nimbly took out a silver needle from the box and stabbed it into Han Jingjing's shoulder blade.
"Ah …" Han Jingjing screamed. "I'll tell you, I'll tell you, what do you want to know …"
"Hmph, look at your delicate little face. You're really popular with men. But what I hate the most are girls who are prettier than me!" Little Eleven said coldly, "Especially for pretty girls like you who know how to act cute. I like to poke at your face until your skin is broken! Now it's your shoulder blade. Next time, it'll be your face. I'll ask you again. Who did you learn alchemy from? "
"I … I … I'll tell you the truth. It was Teacher Bai who gave me an introductory note on alchemy, so I followed it and learned it right away." Han Jingjing grimaced in pain and said, "Can you remove the silver needles? Jingjing is in so much pain …"
"Remove? Sure! " Little Eleven's mouth flashed a trace of viciousness. She stuck her hand on the end of the silver needles and directly imbued Innate Qi into the silver needles! Only to hear a "ka ba" sound, Han Jingjing's right shoulder blade was directly crushed by the True Qi.
"Ah —" Han Jingjing screamed in pain. Beads of sweat flowed down her forehead. "You … you're a Heaven Stage master. You can actually imbue Innate Qi into a weapon!"
"That's right. You still have some eyes. I'm indeed a Heaven Stage master. This silver needle is my Heaven Stage weapon!" Little Eleven said lightly, "My heaven-grade godly weapon is called the Nine Fuxi Needles. Although the Nine Fuxi Needles in my hand is a replica of a godly weapon, but when combined with a martial art chant, even a tiny needle can take your life!"
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