Wang Kui anxiously reached out and shook Qingyang for two weeks: "master, master Would you like two more drinks, master... "
Zhou Qingyang throat issued a fuzzy voice, did not recognize what.
"Master, you just said, unless something..."
Zhou Qingyang has no voice any more. He is so drunk that he can't wake up at all.
Wang Kui scolded in his heart: TMD, just a little bit, just a little bit can succeed
If we want Zhou Ping to live, we have nothing to do with it.
Wang Kui anxiously turns around in the room. The longer time goes by, the worse it will be for Zhou Ping and them.
Wang Kui thinks about what Zhou Qingyang finally said. He thinks that Zhou Qingyang really hates Zhou Ping. But what makes him give up the opportunity to torture Zhou Ping? Wang Kui thinks that there are only two reasons.
First, Zhou Qingyang didn't believe his apprentice. He thought that Wang Kui might not help him if Zhou Ping was released.
Second, that's Zhou Qingyang's way of doing harm to him. Otherwise, he has no reason to let Zhou Ping go.
At present, Wang Kui thinks that there are both methods, but he is not sure which one will be.
His life is in the hands of Zhou Ping, and Zhou Ping's life is in the hands of Zhou Qingyang, so Wang Kui doesn't dare to mess with it.
He can only wait
When Zhou Qingyang got drunk, he didn't wake up until it was almost dark in the afternoon.
When I woke up, I saw Wang Kui standing by his bed, dozing off.
Zhou Qingyang felt much better about Wang Kui in his heart. At this time, he was more considerate to Wang Kui than before. He was a good disciple.
Zhou Qingyang coughed twice, and Wang Kui woke up.
Wang Kui pretended to sleep on purpose. He estimated that Zhou Qingyang was about to wake up. He pretended to be tired and fell asleep. He was beside his bed. He couldn't miss an opportunity to brush his favor in front of Zhou Qingyang and let him give up his doubts as much as possible.
When Wang Kui woke up and saw Zhou Qingyang, he was surprised: "Oh, master, you wake up. How's your headache? You're drunk today..."
"I've been preparing hot tea for you. Have a drink first."
Then Wang Kui poured a cup of hot water, picked up Zhou Qingyang and fed the cup to his mouth!
Zhou Qingyang drank two glasses of water in one breath.
He really has a bad headache now. He can't bear to drink so much wine suddenly.
Wang Kui asked: "master, are you still cold or hungry? There is nothing to eat at home. The morning food is still reserved. If you want to eat, I'll heat it up for you..."
In fact, there are other ingredients in the kitchen, but Wang Kui wants to say that they are gone, hoping to make Zhou Qingyang feel a sense of crisis.
There is nothing to eat. He is in good health now and can't carry it for two days.
Zhou Qingyang frowned, "I'm not hungry yet..."
Wang Kui nodded: "well, when you are hungry, you tell me, I'll heat you up."
Zhou Qingyang asked, "how is it outside?"
Wang Kui replied: "it's getting dark outside. I don't think there's any movement. But once it seems that someone rang the doorbell for a long time. I can't go out to drive. After a while, the people outside left..."
Zhou Qingyang nodded and did not speak.
Wang Kui sighed: "master, that woman is going to die. Ah, I'm really sorry that I can't kill him myself to avenge you."
Zhou Qingyang casually replied: "although it's a pity that I can't make that woman's life worse than death, I can only do it for my own life..."
This sentence made Wang Kui's heart clear. His eyes at Zhou Qingyang changed.
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