Poverty makes me capable of anything.

"That's enough. Turn your head around. It wouldn't be good if you accidentally turned it 180 degrees."

"..."

"Who are you? How did you get here? What do you want?"

Having calmed down considerably, Wang Ye immediately launched into a three-question barrage.

An Ran appeared before him wearing a mask, and Wang Ye did not recognize her at first glance.

Do you recognize this key?

An Ran took out the mysterious key and waved it in front of Wang Ye.

"My primary purpose in coming to you today is for this. I know you have one too, so give it to me."

Wang Ye was silent for a moment: "It seems you have investigated very thoroughly, but unfortunately, the key is not with me right now. I didn't bring the key with me when I came out either. If you want it, you'll be disappointed."

"I've blocked the surrounding signals, so you can't contact those people outside. Don't waste your time."

Anran tossed a signal detector onto the table.

Duang.

The waveform is very stable; it is a straight line.

Complete isolation, with no interference signals whatsoever.

Wang Ye's expression shifted slightly. Could it be... a counterfeit or substandard product?

"You said you didn't bring it with you, but I really want it today, what should I do?" An Ran stared intently at Wang Ye. "Ella, first, take care of this old man who has nothing to do with this..."

Huh, they're actually letting me go?

The old man, who had his back to Anran, was surprised.

But after hearing An Ran's complete words, his eyes rolled back.

"Hang him up!"

"Ok!"

Ella rubbed her hands together on the wall and produced a rope. She rolled it to the left and then to the right, and the old man was hoisted up.

“Now we can have a proper talk.” An Ran sat down in the empty seat.

The moment she sat down, a beam of black light suddenly shot out from Wang Ye's sleeve.

stamp!

An Ran neither dodged nor avoided the black light, letting it pierce her arm.

What was dangling there was a pointed tube about the thickness of a chopstick.

"Haha." Wang Ye burst into laughter. "It seems we can have a proper talk now. This is a potent nerve-shrinking poison. Without an inhibitor, your intelligence will regress to the level of an infant in just half an hour."

"It looks really good. Do you have any more? Could you send me a few more?"

An Ran simply pulled the pointed tube off.

Ok?

Wang Ye was taken aback. Could this guy be an idiot?

Or did the poison take effect so quickly?

Stab!

While Wang Ye was distracted, An Ran stabbed her in the stomach with a tube.

"Ella!"

An Ran gave Ella a look.

Just as Wang Ye was about to make a move, the incredibly strong Ella had already locked his arms.

"Let's talk this over slowly!"

An Ran's face revealed a devilish smile.

Chapter 37 Going against me, Anran? I'll smash your head in!

In a daze, Wang Ye felt he suddenly saw a bright red strip.

The long strip floated in front of him, and as time went by, it would gradually shorten, with the time limit being about twenty minutes.

As for how much more?

Wang Ye declined, explaining that everyone's constitution is different.

If it were an ordinary person, they would collapse to the ground drooling and making strange gurgling noises within seconds of being poisoned.

As for master-level humans, Wang Ye concluded from numerous experiments that it would take between twenty and thirty minutes.

Because he had never failed before, Wang Ye was full of confidence in this poison.

At this moment, it was this confidence that made him unable to calm his mind.

An Ran was poisoned, and so was he.

Although it was reused and the dosage of the poison was much smaller, this poison would still affect anyone who came into contact with it.

Ruined.

Is this woman's calm demeanor a competition to see who can mentally deteriorate faster?

She took a larger dose of the drug, so logically she should be the first to become mentally impaired.

But what if she has a high level of spiritual attainment and becomes an idiot herself first?

And even if this woman becomes an idiot, she still has an accomplice.

This accomplice looked young, but the strength he displayed in his arms made Wang Ye very uneasy.

Is this the demeanor of a strong person?

An Ran, sitting calmly on the sofa, could roughly guess what Wang Ye was thinking, but he certainly didn't expect that he was completely unaffected by the poison.

The drug couldn't break through her grayish-white health bar.

Even if you manage to break through her extra health bar, the medicine won't transfer to the second health bar.

This feature ensures that Anran can avoid the vast majority of assassinations.

This is probably the talent that foodies desire most.

Many foods are poisonous and harmful to health, causing even food lovers to hesitate to eat them.

But if you have this talent, you can enjoy every kind of food without restraint.

An Ran had a relaxed smile on her lips.

"Your mind is in turmoil right now. If you keep dragging this out, who will be the first to become a fool?"

"You might not believe it, but the poison you're so proud of is actually completely useless against me."

Wang Ye remained silent.

He wasn't sure if what An Ran said was true or not.

At this moment, An Ran had already reached out her hand, her target being the sleeve on which Wang Ye had launched the hidden weapon.

"..."

Is it overconfidence or something wrong with his brain?

Wang Ye no longer cared about anything else.

Since he has already been captured and the other party wants to gain some benefits from him, he must not ignore the flaws that are right in front of him!

"drink!"

Wang Ye's eyes widened, and two more needles suddenly shot out from behind his collar.

They stabbed An Ran in the left and right arms respectively.

"Haha... It seems you're really confident. This poison is an extremely corrosive agent designed specifically for the flesh! Even if a Starry Sky Beast ingests more than 50mg, its entire digestive system will turn into white foam!"

"It can even poison a cosmic behemoth?"

An Ran was shocked. This poison was extraordinary. It seemed that the Wang family controlled a very powerful poison research laboratory.

"Heh, and this poison will take effect in ten minutes at most. You're doomed!" Wang Ye sneered. "If you don't want to die, have your accomplices release me."

"Ten minutes, is that right? Then let's wait ten minutes."

Anran pulled out both needles.

This time, she didn't directly stab Wang Ye. What would she ask if Wang Ye turned into foam?

However, An Ran continued to put psychological pressure on Wang Ye.

She sat leisurely on the sofa, then took out a bright green watermelon from the subspace.

"?"

Wang Ye's smile vanished.

An Ran then took out a fruit knife.

First, the two ends of the watermelon were removed, then a flash of white light appeared, followed by countless streaks of light, and the empty coffee table was instantly covered with small pieces of watermelon.

"Swift Wind Sword Technique!"

This is indeed top-notch for cutting watermelons.

An Ran picked a small piece of watermelon with a needle: "Forget it, let's let him go for now."

So Ella let go of Wang Ye, and the two of them began to enjoy the fresh watermelon.

We used the poisoned needles Wang Ye shot to stab the watermelon, and then we took turns taking a bite.

I enjoyed the meal very much and felt very happy.

Only Wang Ye, disheveled in the wind, remained.

He is 68 years old this year. His hometown is on the planet Mona in the Central Region. He usually lives in a villa on the first floor of the planet Ai. He is married and recently became a grandfather. He doesn't go out often, and when he does, it's just for a walk in Changping Park. He doesn't like to drink, but he will have a little to celebrate happy occasions.