Mr. Yan's manor villa is at least two kilometers away from here. Since he sent a distress message, it has only been more than a minute, plus two minutes. Unless his men fly directly, they will never arrive.

Seconds are ticking and turning, and time passes second by second.

In the blink of an eye, a minute and a half passed.

The atmosphere was as dull as death.

But Mr. Yan just stared at He Xie with his eagle Falcon like eyes and didn't say a word.

up to now.

Mr. Yan finally couldn't stand it, because he found that he Xie didn't mean to speak at all.

If he Xie wants money, even death, Mr. Yan can talk to him, but he Xie never said what he wants from beginning to end.

It drives him crazy.

The most terrible thing in the world is that you can't guess what your enemy is going to do.

What the hell is he doing?

In the past five seconds, Mr. Yan still stared at He Xie, but he Xie smiled and stared at the watch on his wrist, as if waiting for the end of time.

Does he really just want to kill me?

But why didn't he kill so many opportunities? And even now, give yourself two minutes?

Mr. Yan's brain is about to explode. He still can't think of a reason.

One minute thirty-eight seconds.

He dared not wait any longer.

"I'm worth more than 380 billion baht," Mr. Yan said quickly, still staring at He Xie's eyes. "Do you want it?"

He Xie didn't look up. Three seconds passed.

"Siam, Wa State in the golden triangle, as long as you want to do something, I can't do it. Even if you want to be the next Siam prime minister, I can make you do it!" Mr. Yan suddenly stood up and leaned forward, aggravating his tone.

There was blood in his eyes.

Five more seconds have passed.

He Xie still just looked at his watch leisurely and didn't even lift his eyelids.

No money, no power. Why?

Mr. Yan's anxiety and fear, which had been contained for a long time, finally grew like weeds in his heart.

He unconsciously bent his fingers and pinched the edge of the table. He was very tight.

"You want to avenge me? You want to torture me? " Mr. Yan's eyes were ferocious and he began to gnash his teeth. "Don't you want me to die too easily?"

He Xie still had no reaction.

The atmosphere was so tense that even snow subconsciously held his breath and his heart pounded and jumped up.

Three more seconds passed.

Nine seconds left.

"You can talk about anything you want!" Mr. Yan sped up again, almost roaring out, his face full of green veins“ But you have to speak, understand! "

Five seconds left.

Bang!

Mr. Yan finally couldn't help but beat the table with both courage and strength, and shouted angrily, "what do you want, say it!"

Three seconds left.

He Xie finally raised his mouth.

He smiled at Mr. Yan's eyes and said slowly, "what I want is your reaction now."

Mr. Yan was stunned.

Snow also looked at He Xie in surprise.

Time out.

He Xie stretched out his hand and put it in Mr. Yan's heart.

"No, no, no..." Mr. Yan was finally completely afraid. He was frightened and shouted that he was going back.

But where is it?

Bang!

With the sound of defeat, Mr. Yan was stiff and soft, just like falling on one side.

He Xie moved.

He quickly came forward to catch Mr. Yan's body, and then pressed him on his original seat.

"He, is he dead?" Snow asked vaguely.

Not to mention Mr. Yan, with her wisdom, she is completely confused now.

She had no idea what her master wanted to do.

"Not dead yet." He Xie looked at Mr. Yan's face carefully, raised his head, smiled at snow and said, "turn around."

Snow was stunned. She vaguely guessed an extremely absurd possibility and looked at what evil.

Then she immediately turned away, her heart pounding.

For master's purpose, she ruled out all possibilities in her heart, leaving only one possibility.

That is to say, no matter how absurd this may be, it is the only truth.

Behind him came the sound of taking off his clothes, and snow was shocked!

She affirmed her guess.

Master wants to -- Li daitaojiang!

With the answer, all master's previous actions will be explained.

Master deliberately showed his uniqueness and attracted Mr. Yan. This is the first step.

Delay time and try to contact Mr. Yan as much as possible in order to observe his every move, behavior and tone, which is easy to imitate. This is the second step.

Finally, deliberately put pressure on Mr. Yan, let him experience complex emotions such as anger, panic and so on in a short time, and observe his response in the face of an emergency. This is the third step.

Snow understood everything.

Her heart is full of incredible, vaguely mixed with an uncontrollable excitement!

He Xie's magical ability, which is different from ordinary people, just makes her yearn and awe;

He Xie showed her kindness and understanding, which only warmed her heart;

Even if he Xie adjusted measures to local conditions and taught everywhere, she soon felt a very magical power. At most, she only thought he Xie would be a good teacher.

But now, when she finally understood what he Xie wanted to do, she had a sincere admiration for He Xie for the first time, and for the first time in her life.

And she further thought of the purpose that master he Xie specially called her, and she was even more excited.

At the moment, snow seemed to be awakened by all the exciting factors hidden in her body.

This feeling is like the extremely exciting pleasure when ye man squatted and started to practice at the last minute!

The fine hairs on snow's forehead oozed out tiny beads of sweat.

Her face began to flush and her legs stirred involuntarily.

Until the moment he heard the gentle and steady voice of the master behind him, snow almost couldn't help but hum it out of his nose.

"All right." What a heresy.

I'm fine, master

Snow thought shyly and turned back.

The next moment, her eyes widened.

She saw that Mr. Yan, who should have been unconscious, was smiling at her now.

The original lively master, however, was sitting in a chair with his head down, unconscious.

"Mr. Yan" Shi Shi ran went to the chair, sat down, looked like a smile, and kept looking at snow.

Appearance, slightly bent figure, walking posture, sitting posture, expression, appearance and eyes.

Everything is as like as two peas!

If snow hadn't come to a conclusion, I'm sure that the "Mr. Yan" in front of her must be her own master. Even she can't see that the old man in front of her is actually a fake.