Chapter 59 Li Zhiyi gave up - "The system sends editors, from deliveryman to 007 agent"

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Li Zhiyi used up the last bit of strength in his body and pressed his head down like a pound of garlic.

Gu Chengan was satisfied.

He reached out and started to take out the needles, pulling them out one by one, his technique was much gentler than when he inserted it.Every time he pulled out one, Li Zhiyi's body would tremble obviously, but compared to the life-threatening reaction before, this movement was considered "mild".

Take out the silver needles one by one, put them back into the needle bag, roll them up, and put them quietly into the system space.

Then with a flick of his hand, a D80 appeared in his hand, cut the tie for him, and then put his hand away again.

"Get up." Gu Chengan clapped his hands and stood up straight, "Let's talk somewhere else. The air quality here is really not suitable for in-depth communication."

Gu Chengan seemed to have thought of something and added: "Look, you are cured now. You shouldn't get sick again, right? You won't stretch your legs or reach out everywhere, right?"

Li Zhiyi shook his head desperately and replied in a hoarse voice: "No, no."

It was as if he was afraid that if he was delayed for a second, he would be stabbed again.

"Okay." Gu Chengan said, "Now get up slowly and go to your bedroom to take a shower and change into clean clothes. The smell of this body, let alone you, makes me sick.

After washing, let's sit down and have a good chat, and calculate the benefits of treating you this time."

After saying this, he didn't look at Li Zhiyi's reaction.

With his right hand, he took out the Glock 20 from the lower back.

Pressing the magazine release button with his left hand, the magazine slid out and turned over in the palm of his hand.

He inserted the magazine back in, held the slide with his left hand and pulled back.

"Click."

The slide is retracted and the bullet is loaded.

The sound of metal clashing was extremely clear in the quiet audio-visual room, as if someone was ringing a bell next to Li Zhiyi's heart.

Gu Chengan pointed the muzzle of the gun down, casually hanging it by his leg, and glanced at Li Zhiyi.

"You are a smart person." He said, his tone was as casual as the previous conversation, "If I find out that your disease has not been cured, and you commit another crime halfway through -"

He shook the gun in his hand.

"I promise that I can treat you well before you get sick."

Li Zhiyi's Adam's apple rolled up and down involuntarily.

After his hands were released from the tie, he pushed up on the armrests of the chair. His legs softened and he slid directly from the chair, hitting his knees heavily on the floor.

He tried to stand up, but his thighs were shaking like sieves and he couldn't use any strength at all.

Tried again.

Still not working.

Li Zhiyi glanced at Gu Chengan secretly - the latter had an expressionless face, the gun pointed steadily in his direction, and his eyes were indifferent.

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