Roll at the apex of the paranoid emperor

Chapter 370 Brain pain strikes!

Lu Yiming stepped in front of Lan Jin'er, his eyes narrowed, and he stared at Lan Jin'er solemnly, "Of course I let you go, first tell me where the jade dragon head of Han Xiaonian is!"

Lan Jin'er shook her head, "I don't know."

Seeing that Lan Jin'er didn't say anything, Lu Yiming straightened his body, relaxed a bit, then turned back to his original position, "Think about it carefully, and tell me when you think about it."

Lan Jiner: "I really don't know!"

Lu Yiming: "Don't worry, I have plenty of time."

The girl and the two little ones were arranged to sit in a corner of the factory.

Little Naibao's eyes were filled with crystal tears, and she held onto Lan Jin'er tightly, sobbing.

Huo Sijun glanced at the little milk bag, put the little milk bag between himself and Lan Jin'er, and comforted, "Little idiot, don't cry."

After 10 minutes, Lu Yiming walked up to Lan Jiner, squatted down and stared at Lan Jiner, "Have you figured it out yet?"

Lan Jin'er's mind went blank, she shook her head, "I really know where Xiaonian's Yulong head is!"

"It seems that there is no need to do something, you don't want to say it." Lu Yiming's mouth curled up coldly, and his eyes fell on the little milk bag.

Afterwards, Lu Yiming pulled the little milk bag out of Lan Jin'er's side.

"Mom..." Xiao Naibao cried bitterly, tears like broken pearls.

The girl had her hands tied behind her back, unable to snatch the small milk bag back from Lu Yiming.

Sitting up from the sack emotionally, he stared at Lu Yiming with a dark look, "Don't touch my baby, let him go."

Seeing that Lu Yiming was holding Han Lianjin in his hands, the leading man came over and reminded him softly, "Boss, this is Han Xiaonian's son."

Lu Yiming hesitated for a moment, let go of the little milk bag, and then pulled Huo Sijun over, hooking the corner of his mouth, "This little thing is your brother, right?"

"What are you doing! You are not allowed to touch Sisi, let him go!" The girl stared at Lu Yiming with scarlet eyes.

With her hands tied behind her back, Lan Jin'er rushed over to try to knock Lu Yiming away, but was held down by two of Lu Yiming's men.

Lu Yiming asked someone to take out a sharp fruit knife and looked at Lan Jin'er, "Jin'er, tell me where Yulong's head is, and I'll let him go."

Lan Jin'er stared at the shining fruit knife in Lu Yiming's hand, and sized it up in Huo Sijun's little hand.

The girl's face was pale and frightened, "Don't... I think, I think about it, don't hurt Sisi."

Lan Jin'er closed her eyes, trying hard to recall the impressions in her mind, a slight pain came from her brain.

"Xiaonian's jade dragon head...his jade dragon head is in the study."

Lu Yiming's eyes brightened slightly, and he continued to ask: "Where is it in the study?"

Lan Jiner's mind seemed to go blank, and she shook her head in pain, "I really can't remember."

Lu Yiming grabbed Huo Sijun's hand, and drew a bloody slit on his fair little arm.

"Don't—" Lan Jin'er shrank her pupils and shouted out loud.

Huo Sijun bit his lip in pain, forcing himself not to shed tears.

However, Huo Sijun was only a five-year-old child, and because of the pain, tears still rolled in his eyes.

Blood soon gushed out from Huo Sijun's arm.

Tick ​​tock on the concrete floor.

Little Sisi's tears hurt Lan Jin'er's heart.

Seeing the blood dripping from Huo Sijun's arm quickly, the little milk bag hugged Lan Jin'er and cried bitterly: "Mom, little uncle..."

pain!
It hurts!

Brain pain strikes!It was as if being devoured by thousands of centipedes!
(End of this chapter)