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Chapter 1609 1610: This Kind Of Behavior Is Called: Acting! Acting Cool [ Explosive Laughter ]1

Poison!

That’s not medicinal juice, that’s poison!

Gong Jue was on high alert as he tightened his grip on the sharp knife in his hand once again.

He had never expected that this sick and weak medicine-cooking youth was actually an expert in using poison.

But.., the medicine-cooking youth’s expression remained indifferent. “If I hadn’t sprayed medicine into the well water every day for the past two days, do you think it would have been so easy for you to kill all of HUF’s people today? “This is the soft tendon powder and a small amount of arsenic. “I don’t need to do anything. I just need to feed them medicine regularly. Even if you don’t come to kill them, they won’t live for more than three days.”

Gong Jue’s breathing froze!

So it seemed that he had killed people for nothing just now?

Huf’s men would die sooner or later?

It turned out that the young man had been silent just now. He had shown him the medicine and the dead ants so that he could see how he used poison!

Gong Jue was depressed for a moment.

He said, “You can kill people, but it’s a pity that you’re too slow. The little wild cat has been here for a day and a night. How Do I know if she has been wronged!”

Did Hef, that shameless pervert, cause any harm to the little wild cat? Just thinking about it made him feel very worried.

The young man who was boiling the medicine was still neither too fast nor too slow, he raised his eyes slightly. “Slow? Then you’re wrong. It’s a pity that your eyesight isn’t very good. Otherwise, you should have seen that the male ants on the ground have been crippled by me. They no longer have the ability to reproduce and the urge to reproduce.”

Gong Jue:”... !”

No matter how good his eyesight was, it was impossible for him to see clearly that there were any changes and damage to the ants on the ground, right?

This brat who deserved a beating was really too much!

He really felt that this was the youth whom he had met in his entire life. He could make people angry just by saying a single word.

At that time, he was very depressed, but he could not tell what exactly this feeling was.

He did not know what words to use to describe this feeling.

After so many years, Gong Jue recalled this scene again. He finally knew why he could not help but want to beat up this young man who brewed medicine.

Because this guy was too good at acting cool!

If you said that he could use poison and make dishonest men unable to vent their evil thoughts, then just say it.

He had to pretend to poison a group of ants to death and even disable some of the male ants’functions..

If this wasn’t acting cool, then what was?

Acting cool and getting struck by lightning, HMPH!

At that time, Gong Jue was so angry that his teeth itched, but he could do nothing in the face of the young man who was acting cool and cooking medicine.

This young man was weak. If he were to pinch him, he would probably break his throat. Even if he were to beat him up, he wouldn’t be able to beat him up.

In the midst of his depression, he could only continue to ask, “According to what you said, did the little wildcat leave unscathed? Did you see her and her family leave with your own eyes?”

The young man raised his eyebrows in frustration. “If I didn’t see it with my own eyes, it should be more or less the same. Her mother was gone. She met up with her father and brother and left. Before she left, she told me that if anyone came to look for her, I would say ‘Goodbye'on her behalf.”

“That’s it?”Gong Jue didn’t know what to feel.

It was as if a corner of his heart was suddenly missing.

He wanted to repay her kindness, but the little wild cat just waved her sleeves and left without taking a cloud with her.

The word ‘goodbye’seemed to have given them a pause.

The world was so big. Would they ever have the chance to meet again in this lifetime?

“Why aren’t you leaving?”

The young man who was boiling the medicine glared at him impatiently.

Gong Jue:”...”

If it wasn’t for the Little Wild Cat, do you think I would be willing to come to your lousy courtyard?

Gong Jue also glared at him impolitely, snorted coldly, and walked away.

In the courtyard, the young man was left alone again.

He was boiling the poison, but his gaze was cast to the distant horizon as he muttered --