Chapter 383
Zhang Lin was startled suddenly, someone could sneak into his side silently, and he didn't notice it? !
He whispered, "Who?"

This time the voice was clearer, as if it came close to his ear.

"Aren't you stupid to be tortured like this to be greedy for quick talk?"

Zhang Lin heard it clearly this time, and even a man of seven feet tall couldn't help but feel his nose tingle.

"Mo Qi, you finally came to save me."

Mo Qi said softly: "Sorry, I'm late."

Zhang Lin shook his head: "No, I'm not dead yet, why is it too late?"

Mo Qi was silent for a moment, somewhat surprised by Zhang Lin's good attitude.

He has been listening nearby, and he has seen clearly how many kinds of cruel instruments of torture are in this underground cell. Of course, he also witnessed the torture Jiang Chen inflicted on Zhang Lin with his own eyes.

He said, "I didn't expect you to be able to laugh at this moment."

Zhang Lin smiled in a low voice, his voice was a little hoarse.

"Young master is very lucky, of course you have to laugh!"

Mo Qi didn't speak again.

Zhang Lin asked: "Where are you? Why can't I see you?"

Mo Qi said: "Your qinggong is so bad, naturally you can't perceive my position. You dared to act privately before, but now you are suffering."

Zhang Lin curled his lips: "Shouldn't you feel sorry for me when you see me so pitiful? Now instead of saying good things to comfort me, you even laugh at me. You are too cold-blooded!"

Zhang Lin's voice was relatively loud, which attracted the attention of others. A man with a fleshy face came over and shouted: "Who are you talking to?!"

Zhang Lin glared: "Grandpa, I'm upset, I'm cursing you puppies, what's the matter? Do you have any opinions?"

The man looked around and saw that there was no other abnormality, so he believed Zhang Lin's words and walked away cursing.

Mo Qi, who didn't know where to hide, chuckled lightly.

Reluctantly said: "It's no wonder you suffer from such a temper."

Zhang Lin hissed: "Mo Qi, save me quickly, I don't want to stay in this damn place anymore."

Mo Qi responded and said, "Wait a little longer."

"What are you waiting for?" Zhang Lin asked.

A pale, bony hand stretched out, pinching a blue pill in its finger.

"Eat this." Mo Qi said.

Without even thinking about it, Zhang Lin lowered his head and took the pill into his mouth with Mo Qi's hand. The pill turned into an extremely bitter taste in his mouth, and flowed down his throat into his stomach.

Zhang Lin, who didn't even frown in the face of the torture, his whole face was almost wrinkled into a chrysanthemum at this moment, and he said with difficulty: "What is this thing?"

Mo Qi didn't explain, just said: "Stop talking, save your energy."

Zhang Lin's face turned bitter, and he obediently closed his mouth.

Without Zhang Lin's noise, the cell was quiet again, only the sounds of torture instruments touching flesh and feeble moans, strangely like a real hell.

Not long after, there was a sudden "bang". Before Zhang Lin could think of what it was, he thought of it one after another.

With so many voices, he could tell clearly that it was the sound of people falling to the ground.

He looked at Mo Qi in surprise, waiting for his explanation.

Mo Qi didn't hide it from him this time, and explained the bitter pill before.

"I lighted a stick of incense, and what I gave you just now is the antidote."

Only then did Zhang Lin suddenly realize, but he still complained: "This pill is too bitter, I can't open my mouth until now..."

Mo Qi slightly bent the corner of his mouth, he just added some ingredients on purpose.

(End of this chapter)

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