Daddy, big boss mommy has fallen off the horse

Chapter 720 You Are Not Ye Ze

Mu Jiu didn't say yes or no.

He indulged the girl in front of him to the point that even he himself thought it was too much.

Mu Jiu sighed and said, "Forget it."

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In a dark basement.

The handsome man was dropped on the wall. The clothes on the man's body were already tattered, and there were many welt marks on his body. Those welt marks were slowly oozing blood, soaking his embarrassing clothes.

This person is Lu Tingzhen.

The man wearing a crow mask held a long whip in his hand, with an excited smile on his face, "Mu Shaotang, after 12 years of hiding, I finally caught you."

"Who are you?" The man's eyes looked at him seriously.

Hearing this, the man sneered, "That's a good question! Who am I, you might as well guess!"

However, the man was obviously not interested in guessing, he shook the iron chain on his hand.

Hearing this, the man let out a cold snort, and said, "Don't waste your energy, this iron chain is made of iron, and it's specially used to lock people of different races like you!"

The man threw the whip in his hand aside and said, "Mu Shaotang, no, Ye Ze, do you think I don't know your real identity?"

The man picked up the needle on the table, the needle was shining with a cold light, and approached Lu Tingzhen step by step, "The little holy son of the temple."

"Twenty years ago, the most outstanding little saint son was born on Evernight Island. He is the glory of the whole family. He has the ability of resurrection, but this ability is against the sky, so it has attracted countless outsiders who covet the ability." .”

The man froze in place, and said coldly, "I don't understand what you're talking about!"

"Don't you understand? Very good, it doesn't matter if you don't understand, I'll try it myself and I'll know if it's right, right, little saint?"

The man inserted the needle into Lu Tingzhen's body without hesitation.

The man's face was extremely ugly, and his handsome face turned pale.

But the man with the crow mask in front of him felt strangely better, and unceremoniously drew a large tube of blood from his body.

"Send it for testing." The man handed the needle in his hand to the subordinate beside him.

"Yes, Master."

The man was in a great mood and even hummed a ditty.

"Do you know how long we have been waiting for this opportunity? Over the years, I have used your DNA as a template to create countless replicants that imitate you. Unfortunately, none of them are you. They are really bad."

Among those clones, even if there are some similar in appearance, they don't have the heaven-defying ability of the little saint, they are just empty shells with vain treasures.

Not only that, the clones' bodies are extremely fragile, and their congenital internal organ failure prevents them from living to old age like ordinary people.

Often some will die when they are twelve or thirteen years old.

Clones have always been like this, they carry a congenital defect in their genes, and this defect cannot be reversed.

Only the little Son is perfect.

For so many years, the man has been lingering on his last breath.

His body is artificially made, even his heart is fake, and he may go on strike at any time. The uncertainty is too great, but the little holy son is different, as long as he has the resurrection of the little holy son With the ability, he no longer needs to use these artificial internal organs.

He didn't want to die, so he has been studying Mu Shaotang all these years.

He used his blood to develop a magic medicine that could bring people back to life.

However, only he himself knows that this medicine has serious flaws, and the person may not live for three years.

Only Su Chen is a miracle.

People who were injected with this drug in the past often died in the second year.

Therefore, he didn't dare to use this potion on himself, he only dared to try it on the experimental body, and the result of the trial was not good.

However, now that he has obtained Mu Shaotang, as long as he has this man in his hand, he believes that one day he will be able to understand the mystery of longevity.

"Take off your mask." Lu Tingzhen said coldly.

The man let out a chuckle and said, "Want to see my true face? You are not worthy."

"Ye Ze, Ye Ze is your real name, right? This is the name married to you by the people of Nightless Island, right?"

A strong anger flashed in the man's eyes.

"Looks like I guessed it right. The people of Nightless Island have high expectations for you, but they didn't expect that your ability has attracted the covetousness of outsiders. Ye Ze, you are a sinner of Nightless Island and should commit suicide To quell the wrath of the undead, I can save your life now, you should thank me!"

"Oh, you are really hypocritical."

Hearing this, the man didn't care at all. He clapped his hands and said, "Come on, pour that bucket of salt water on him."

No one is better at torture than men.

"Yes, Master."

His subordinates brought a bucket of salt water silently, and poured it on the man with a "crash".

There were already streaks of welts on the man's body, but now that he was soaked in salt water, it was even more frightening.

The man frowned slightly.

The man wearing the mask was in a great mood admiring this scene.

"Ye Ze, why don't you just tell me the secret of resurrection, and I'll let you die quickly, how about that?" The man discussed with him.

The corners of Lu Tingzhen's lips curled up slowly, and he said, "Want to know the secret of resurrection?"

He glanced at the servants around him and said, "Okay."

The man was stunned for a while, he didn't expect him to agree so simply.

"Very well, it seems that you are still very sensible." The man nodded.

Lu Tingzhen raised his chin slightly towards him and said, "I can only tell you to let your servants go out."

This request is very reasonable, the man didn't think much, waved his hand, let the servants leave.

"Can you tell me?" The man looked at him with interest.

"Come closer."

Lu Tingzhen is now tied to the wall, and there is no threat to him. The man is not afraid of him at all. He leans slightly and leans towards him.

The man opened his mouth and bit the man's ear hard.

Bite so hard!

The man let out a scream of pain.

"what!!!"

"You, you bastard! How dare you hurt me!"

The man actually directly bit off half of his ear.

The corner of Lu Tingzhen's mouth curled into a faint smile, and he said, "Do you think that the little holy son of the temple is so easy to provoke?"

"What do you mean by that?" The man covered his ears with an ugly expression on his face.

Lu Tingzhen hadn't had time to speak yet.

The servant suddenly pushed open the door, rushed in, and said, "Master! No, it's not good!"

"What's wrong!" the man said angrily.

"The identification results are out! The results show that it is not the DNA of the Little Holy Son! The person in front of you is not the Little Holy Son!"

"what?"

The man was shocked and looked at the man in front of him.

"You, you are not Ye Ze, who are you!"

The man tilted his head and snorted coldly: "Of course my master can't be caught so easily."

(End of this chapter)