Han Sen used some common methods he learned from school, but Yang Yongcheng and the others showed no signs of waking up. No wonder Zhu Ting was so fearless.
"Don't waste your energy. They have been poisoned for half an hour. Without my antidote, they will not wake up.
Besides, if they have been poisoned for more than three days, even I can't cure them. They will either die or become vegetative. "Although Zhu Ting's face was bruised and swollen, he looked very happy.
Zhu Ting was afraid that Han Sen would beat him up without seeing or saying anything. As long as Han Sen could see and say something, he had a way to stop Han Sen from hurting him.
Seeing that Han Sen didn't say anything, Zhu Ting continued, "Don't expect to find the antidote from me. It's such an important antidote. Of course, I don't have the finished product with me. If you know how to make medicine, you can use my materials to make it.
Or you can let me go, and I can make it for you. "
"Do you think I care about their lives?" Han Sen looked at Zhu Ting with interest.
"Of course you don't care. But Yang Yongcheng and the others are Ning Yue's henchmen. Even I only dare to use drugs instead of poisons, in case Ning Yue becomes desperate.
If they all die here because of you, do you think Ning Yue will let you go? "
"You've reminded me."
Han Sen nodded, as if he agreed with Zhu Ting. Then he summoned a dagger and walked to Zhu Ting.
"What do you want to do?
Didn't you hear me? "Zhu Ting was shocked and angry. He was really afraid of Han Sen.
However, most of Zhu Ting's joints had been dislocated. He couldn't run away even if he wanted to. It was even difficult for him to move. His dislocated joints would hurt badly if he moved slightly.
"As long as no one goes back alive, Ning Yue won't know that they died because of me," Han Sen said calmly.
"No, no, no. You are really something. What good will it do you to kill me?
With Ning Yue's intelligence, even if he didn't see it and didn't have any evidence, he would definitely be able to guess something and would definitely suspect you.
Killing me won't do you any good, but if you save them, not only Ning Yue, but Yang Yongcheng and the others will also be deeply grateful to you. If you don't want such benefits, why do you have to find trouble and kill me? "
Zhu Ting really didn't know if Han Sen was crazy. Couldn't he think like a normal person?
"Because I don't like you. Can't I?" Han Sen said and was about to cut Zhu Ting's neck with the dagger.
"Don't, don't, don't … What do you want? I'll give it to you, okay?"
Zhu Ting felt that he was really unlucky. He regretted it so much that his intestines turned green. Of all people to mess with, he had to mess with a psychopath with a bad brain. Didn't he understand that interests were far more important than killing people?
"That arrow," Han Sen said casually.
"Which arrow?" Zhu Ting was at a loss, but his heart skipped a beat.
Zhu Ting did have an arrow, and it was a sacred-blood arrow. He usually hid it like a treasure and wouldn't use it unless it was necessary.
After all, there were very few sacred-blood beast souls of the arrow type, even rarer than those of the bow type.
Countless archers who were good at archery wished they could have a sacred-blood beast soul arrow. Zhu Ting was very lucky to have this arrow.
When he was fighting against the giant snail, Zhu Ting took it out once, but he didn't shoot it out in the end, fearing that the giant snail would break it.
When he was out of danger, Zhu Ting put it away. It only took him about ten seconds to take it out in such a tense situation. He couldn't believe that Han Sen saw his sacred-blood beast soul arrow and knew it was a sacred-blood beast soul.
Without saying anything, Han Sen grabbed Zhu Ting's ear with one hand and was about to cut it with the other.
"Here, here, here, here," Zhu Ting immediately yelled.
"If you keep talking nonsense, you can keep it for yourself," Han Sen said calmly, but did not want to let go of his ear and the dagger.
Zhu Ting wanted to ask whether Han Sen would let him go if he gave the arrow to Han Sen.
But looking at Han Sen's face, the hand on his ear, and the dagger next to him, Zhu Ting did not dare to say a word and transferred the sacred-blood beast soul arrow to Han Sen.
"I am so unlucky to have met you," Zhu Ting said with a sad face.
"Sacred-blood beast soul bone fish gained."
Han Sen looked into his Sea of Soul and saw a strange fish-shaped beast soul. It looked like the bones of a fish were all that remained of it.
"Finally, I have a sacred-blood beast soul arrow."
Han Sen was secretly excited. Without a sacred-blood beast soul arrow, his archery skills were not very useful. Now, he finally got what he wanted.
"Mr. Han, I have given you the beast soul you wanted. Can you let me go now?"
Zhu Ting looked at Han Sen and asked worriedly. He did not know Han Sen and did not know what kind of person Han Sen was. He did not know if Han Sen would really keep his promise and let him go.
"Did I say I would let you go?" Han Sen curled his lips.
"Didn't we agree to buy my life with the sacred-blood beast soul arrow?
You can't go back on your word! "Zhu Ting cursed in his mind.
"You only bought my life. I did not say I would let you go." Han Sen's words dazed Zhu Ting.
"What do you mean?" Zhu Ting looked at Han Sen in a daze.
Han Sen did not answer him. Instead, he twisted Zhu Ting's joints a few times. Zhu Ting's body started to crack, and Zhu Ting screamed in pain. It was a very strange scene.
"Go and detoxify the drug on them."
Han Sen said to Zhu Ting and then summoned the sacred-blood bony fish and the horn bow, playing with them.
After Zhu Ting's body recovered, he moved around a bit and did not feel anything wrong. Rolling his eyes, he started to think about how to escape.
But when he peeked at Han Sen, Zhu Ting suddenly had goosebumps all over his body and gave up the idea of running away.
Han Sen put a white bone arrow full of barbs on the black horn bow. At this time, the arrow was pointed at him. Zhu Ting had a feeling that the arrow would shoot him at any time.
Looking at Han Sen's momentum, Zhu Ting had a feeling that if Han Sen released the arrow, he would be shot immediately.
"Ahem, we have a deal. I will buy my life with money. If I get rid of their drug, they will take me to Ningyue City. How can I still be alive?" Zhu Ting didn't dare to move. He just said with a bitter face.
Han Sen did not answer and just aimed at Zhu Ting with the bow.
Zhu Ting quickly took out a dozen small bottles from his body and poured out different powders from them. After mixing them according to a certain ratio, he blew a little into the noses of each of Yang Yongcheng and the others.