Young Master An suddenly raised his cell phone and smashed it on Brucille’s head.
If he wanted to take advantage of his strong body to unexpectedly defeat Brucille, it was obvious that this blow did not hit him, but was grabbed by Brucille’s wrist and his mobile phone.
Brucille twisted his wrist and made a 360-degree turn, and then Young Master An’s right hand directly turned into a twist shape.
“Ah, it hurts, it hurts…”
Kneeling on the ground peacefully, Brucille cried sadly. Then he loosened his hand and said, “Master An, I have something that I haven’t figured out. If I figure it out, I will naturally let you go. You see, if we can live together, you will suffer from physical pain.”
He tried to move his arm and found that there was no comminuted fracture. Just now, he thought that Brucille had dislocated his arm.
Young Master An climbed up from the ground, sat by the bed, and lit a cigarette.
“Tell me, what exactly do you want to know?”
“You see, you and Hong Yueqing were engaged half a month ago, and you even gave her an engagement ring. Don’t you feel guilty for hanging out with a woman tonight?”
Young Master An spat out a thick smoke. Looking at Brucille in front of him, he felt that this person was very funny.
“Who the hell are you? It’s none of your business. Besides, she’s dead. Do you want me to marry the dead?”
Hearing this, Brucille was very dissatisfied. He took a step forward and took out a silver needle from his head. He cried happily and nervously, “What the fuck have you done to me?”
“Ah, ah…”
Just as he howled, Brucille stuck another silver needle into his throat.
Young Master An found that he had become mute. He could not make a sound even when rolling on the ground. This pain tortured him for more than two minutes.
Brucille pulled out the needle nailed to his head and reminded, “I hope that you understand a fact. This is just a simple answer game. You can answer me. If you understand, just nod.”
At this time, Young Master An gave up his manner as his Big Master and nodded honestly. Then the needle in his throat was also drawn.
“I hope that you can talk to me quietly and tell me whether you have any ideas about Hong’s Group, just to use Hong Yueqing to achieve your purpose of occupying Hong’s Group?”
Brucille’s words were straight to the point. After thinking about it, Childe An nodded seriously.
“You’re right. I do have this idea, but is it wrong? How can it be called taking advantage of? Yueqing and I should say that we want it. It’s not good for us two powerful families to cooperate. This is not only our wish, but also the wish of our elders.”
Brucille felt very funny when he heard the words “tear force to cooperate”. He said, “With your status as Young Master An, you can marry any woman. Hong Yueqing has been lying in bed for 28 years. Why did he die in just a month?”
Young Master An seemed to have already had countermeasures for these words. He said, “Since you know this, you should know that her illness may get worse at any time. It’s just a coincidence that it may not be this month or next month.”
Brucille took a deep breath and said, “Sister Yueqing has a rare poison on her, a slow poison. If the dose is just right, it can make a person sick for years.”
Brucille discovered the chronic poison when he checked Hong Yueqing’s body. The chronic poison would hide under the skin after a person died, which was similar to a color speckle.
According to the number of dark spots that had been poisoned, it was said that Emperor Taizu’s Ninth Prince had taken this poison for a very long time. He had not been mature for a long time before he died of an illness less than two years later.
However, according to history books, the real cause of his death was that he was poisoned by the mother of the Third Prince, and the poison of Hong Yueqing had the same effect on him.
Brucille’s inference was not groundless. Young Master An finally showed a trace of nervousness on his face. He did not expect that what the doctor had not discovered was discovered by Brucille.
He denied, “I don’t know what you are talking about. Even if you were poisoned, it was more than twenty years ago. What does it have to do with me?”
“Hong Yueqing suddenly became worse a month ago. Half a month later, he was engaged to you. During this period, you used 200 million yuan of the An Corporation to support Hong Group. Young Master An, do you think that I am as smart as a kindergarten kid?”
“I’m guessing Young Master An didn’t expect Hong Yueqing to die so quickly. According to your plan, it would take at least one or two years. This poison wouldn’t kill her immediately, right?”
“That’s right!”
A Miao blurted without thinking, but he immediately denied, “No, it’s not what you said. I didn’t kill her.”
“You’re right. You didn’t kill her, but you killed her in the beginning, just earlier than you expected. Let me tell you, she committed suicide. She found that marrying her was simply a conspiracy, so she didn’t want to ruin Hong’s Group, so she chose this road.”
Happiness’s hair stood on end. If this was the case, then Hong Yueqing was also a terrifying woman.
He looked at Brucille in front of him worriedly. He wanted to know his true identity. Why did he know so many things?
This man had never been by his side, but he knew what he was thinking.
He felt a chill down his spine, and cold sweat came out from his back.
“Who the hell are you?”
Brucille sighed again. The answer he wanted was basically clear. His eyes were red. It turned out that the bastard caused Yueqing’s death.
He did not answer Young Master An’s question but said, “Since you have done such a cruel thing, I will give you a chance to mend your ways and write a confession book. I intend to burn it in front of Sister Yueqing’s grave.”
Brucille held a few long silver needles in his hand, which was the most serious warning. Childe An clearly remembered that the two silver needles just now almost killed him.
She picked up the paper and pen on the table and wrote it down with trembling hands.
“Yueqing, I’m sorry. I was wrong. I’m sorry…”
Young Master An actually found blood flowing out of his nose, drop by drop on this white paper. He was terrified and looked at Brucille in front of him. “What have you done to me?”
“Don’t you feel something at this moment? When a man falls in love with his dead lover, shouldn’t he choose to die for her? Your fiancee has passed away, how can you survive?”