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Chapter 178

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The three of us arrived at the door of the ward Suri had told us about. Sure enough, Red Minghui's men were guarding the door. When they saw us, they recognized me and walked towards me. One of them whispered to me, "Young Lady, the man who woke up is inside. We've already called the doctor to check on him. His condition is stable, but he's a bit agitated. We've tied him to the bed, but he's still struggling. Young Lady, do you need us to accompany you inside?"

I looked through the window on the door. The man was tied to the bed, and he was struggling with all his might. The bed was creaking, and there were a lot of things scattered around on the floor. They must have been dropped by him while he was struggling. I turned to the men at the door and said, "No need. The two of them are enough to accompany me. You two stand guard outside. If you see anyone suspicious, stop them and bring them in."

"Okay." After they said that, I pushed the door open and entered the ward with Han Hao and Duanmu Que. They closed the door behind us.

The man stopped struggling when he saw us enter and stared at us with wide eyes. I walked in front of him and pulled over a stool to sit down. I studied him carefully. The man was very tall, about 1.85 meters tall. He was also very fat. Although he was wearing a hospital gown, his exposed arms and neck were covered with scars of different sizes. He looked like a professional thug. His face was covered with thick stubble, and he looked at us fiercely. I could see that he was clenching his fists.

I looked at him and said, "Don't struggle. I just want to talk to you."

The man recognized me. He sneered and said, "What do we have to talk about?"

It seemed that he was also a stubborn person. I sat there and said to him, "You don't have to talk to me like that. Let's talk straight. Tell me honestly, who sent you to assassinate us? Did they send you to kill me or Duanmu Xinyao?"

When the man heard my question, he laughed and said, "Use your brain and think. Do you think I'll tell you? If you want to kill me, just do it. Don't talk to me. It's useless. "

I looked at him and said, "You know, the person who tried to assassinate us with you is still lying in the next room. If you cooperate and tell me what happened, I promise I won't hold it against you. But if you continue to be like this, even if you die in the hospital, no one will know."

The man looked at me and sneered. "Are you threatening me? I'm telling you, it's useless. You don't have to threaten me. When I was in the underworld, you didn't even know where you were! " As soon as he finished speaking, he began to struggle again. He struggled to get up from the bed and rushed towards me. I didn't have time to react and my body leaned back. I forgot that I was still sitting in the chair, and the chair fell backward. I was about to fall. Fortunately, Han Hao ran behind me and caught the chair. He reached out and pulled me into his arms. I lost my balance and fell heavily into Han Hao's arms. He held me tightly, afraid that I would fall again.

As soon as I reacted, Duanmu Que rushed out from my side. He jumped onto the bed and sat on top of the man. Duanmu Que reached out his left hand and grabbed the man's neck. Then he took out a military knife from his pocket and pointed it at the man's eyes. Duanmu Que whispered to him, "Don't move. The knife doesn't have eyes. Don't blame me for blinding you."

The man stopped struggling and lay on the bed. Duanmu Que didn't loosen his grip. He held the man's neck and pointed the knife at his eyes. Seeing that the man stopped struggling, Duanmu Que sneered and looked at him. "It seems talking to you isn't going to work. I have to use violence to make you stop. What's wrong? Xiao Li isn't going to work when talking to you. "Duanmu Que suddenly became very serious. He looked at the man and shouted," Speak! Who sent you to assassinate Xiao Li and my sister? "

The man didn't answer. He stared fiercely at Duanmu Que. Duanmu Que tightened his grip on the man's neck and shouted again, "Speak! Who the hell sent you?! " The man still didn't speak. Maybe Duanmu Que was using too much strength, but his face was red. I was afraid that Duanmu Que would choke him to death. Seeing that the man's mouth was so tight, Duanmu Que sneered and said, "You don't want to speak? Fine, I have a way to make you speak."

Duanmu Que loosened his grip on the man's neck. Holding the knife in his right hand, he didn't even blink when he cut the man's arm. Blood instantly flowed out from the wound. The man screamed, "Ah!"

"How is it? Are you going to speak or not?" Duanmu Que raised the knife. The blood on the knife dripped onto the man's face. The man endured the pain and still didn't speak. Duanmu Que sneered. He raised the knife again and cut the man's arm twice.

"Xiao Que!" I was just about to call out to Duanmu Que, but Han Hao stopped me. He hugged me tightly and said softly, "Let Xiao Que handle it. He has experience in this area."

"Experience? What kind of experience? What if someone dies? He will be sentenced. " I was really worried. If something really happened, and it didn't have anything to do with him, but his future was ruined because of this incident, how would I explain it to Duanmu Tachio and Xiao Fengya?

Han Hao was stunned for a moment. Then, he looked at me and said, "Don't worry. Xiao Que knows what he's doing. You just need to watch him from the side. It won't be long before this man tells you everything you want to know."

While Han Hao and I were talking, Duanmu Que added a few more wounds to the man's body. More blood flowed out. Duanmu Que squatted on top of the man and showed him the knife. Duanmu Que sneered and said, "One last chance. Are you going to talk or not? If you don't talk, I will start cutting your face."

That man's face was covered in sweat, and he was panting heavily. It seemed that the pain brought him no small amount of torture. With great effort, he opened his eyes and looked at Duanmu Que. In a soft voice, he said: "I … I … I … I'll tell you everything. Please don't … don't hurt me."

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