"I don't, unless you beg me! I'm a god. When you want the gods to do things for you, shouldn't you pray hard? Hehehehehaha" Yan Jue couldn't help but quack at the end I laughed strangely.
"I told you to sit down." Mu Wanwan kept looking at Yan Jue through the glass while speaking, and did not forget to shake the golden bell on her wrist while speaking.
Just heard the crisp jingle of the bell, and the suggestive bell soon spread out in the air, heading straight for Yan Jue's direction.
Yan Jue, who was originally looking crazy, suddenly froze when he heard the voice.
The manic smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and he frowned suspiciously.
Seeing that Yan Jue miraculously calmed down, Sylvia couldn't help but give Mu Wanwan an appreciative glance.
Yan Jue's reaction should be interesting.
Mu Wanwan concentrated on hypnotizing Yan Jue, continued to shake the bell in her hand gently, and adjusted the frequency of shaking the bell in her hand through the precise response Yan Jue gave her.
Jingle bell, jingle bell.
Only the frequency and regular sound of shaking the bell remained in the air. Under the influence of the sound of the bell, Yan Jue's expression couldn't help being a little distorted.
Seems like he was competing with the power of hypnosis, he couldn't help but beat his head with his hands,
However, Yan Jue quickly gave up struggling, and obediently followed Mu Wanwan's order, and sat down in his seat.
Yan Jue projected his empty gaze on Mu Wanwan's body from the air, like a puppet whose soul has been taken away.
Mu Wanwan continued to shake the bell in her hand gently, looked at Yan Jue and said, "Yan Jue, I want you to answer my questions honestly and don't resist me."
The little reason left in Yan Jue's body made him want to fight against Mu Wanwan, and his body trembled like a convulsion.
Mu Wanwan didn't panic at all, but speeded up the speed of shaking the bell in her hand.
Jingle jingle jingle.
The rapid ringing of the bell reverberated in the air, and Yan Jue's trembling body gradually returned to normal.
Mu Wanwan saw that Yan Jue's eyes became more hollow, and said slowly: "Yan Jue, you will answer my question well."
Yan Jue nodded with a confused expression, apparently no longer able to resist.
But Mu Wanwan was still not at ease, and continued to shake the bell a few times, because she was too concentrated, and sweat was dripping from her forehead.
Sylvia stood watching from the sidelines, and couldn't help but sweat for Mu Wanwan.
Fortunately, Yan Jue didn't show any signs of rebelling after that, he looked a lot more well-behaved, and sat motionless in his seat.
Mu Wanwan secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Next, if I ask you anything, just answer obediently."
"Yes" Yan Jue replied in a hoarse voice.
"Is the boy from the Guyi tribe you saw before still alive?" Mu Wanwan went straight to the point and asked the question she wanted to know the most.
"Alive." After Yan Jue obediently answered Mu Wanwan's question, he quickly closed his mouth and stopped speaking.
Mu Wanwan's eyes lit up, and she gently shook the bell in her hand. After stabilizing Yan Jue's mood, she continued to ask: "Where is he now?"
"In House B on the 11th floor of Bihai Apartment. After I met that boy, I always felt that he could be useful in the future, so I didn't kill him. He should still be in the apartment now." Yan Jue looked numb , said slowly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com