Killer in the Coffin

The enemy had set up an inescapable trap in a strange place called "Hell" to capture that person's child. This was all in order to catch them, these Chinese ability elites with unique skills, to carry out a crazy plan to create demons.

Fortunately, at the most critical moment, that person appeared, and with a single stroke of his blade, he charged into the Infernal Realm. In order to cover their escape, he sacrificed himself in the Infernal Realm.

"Hurry up!"

At the crossroads of hell, that person stood there with a long sword in his hand. His entire body was covered in blood, and the time bomb at his waist was flashing as he tried to force her and her companions to leave.

She and her companions were saved, but that person would never be able to return … She wished that she was the one who had died so that she would not have to live with guilt.

"Sigh …"

It wasn't until the metal door closed after Wei's departure that the prisoner's voice came back to life. With a soft sigh, he dragged the heavy alloy chain back into the coffin.

After calming down, she realized that she hadn't been paying attention to Wei Yiyi at all. Perhaps next time, she should teach him some of her special abilities, or at least tell him about why he could hear her strange voice coming from the basement.

After this time's gift of food to the prisoner, Wei Yiyi no longer sent food to the prisoner on the second day because Nong Shiqiang was going back to the manor. For the sake of safety, he decided not to.

As for why the prisoner's voice could stay in the secret room for so long without eating or drinking, although Wei Yi didn't ask, he had been looking up information online these past few days and roughly guessed the reason.

Perhaps it was due to the special ability of the prisoner, or it could be because the martial arts in her mouth had been cultivated to an extremely powerful level.

On the internet, it was said that when one reached a very strong level in Chinese martial arts, they could eat nothing but water.

Although there was nothing to eat in the secret chamber, there was no lack of water. There was plenty of water beside the mysterious coffin, enough for the sound to maintain the water in her body.

Another possibility was: the Prison Sound Immortal Art.

There had always been immortal arts in China, and it was said that in ancient times, when someone cultivated an immortal technique to a very powerful level, they could turn the clouds and turn the rain with a flip of their hands, and they were called gods.

This was probably the real reason why Nong Shiqiang imprisoned Prisoner's Sound. It was to get the secret of the immortal arts from her. No matter what era it was, life and death would always be the dream of rich people.

With regards to the prisoner's voice, Wei Yi could only sigh. There was nothing he could do about it.

He was just an ordinary assassin. Because of the matter of Quan Wanyi, he couldn't even guarantee his own life, let alone going to save someone.

As for the pervert, although he had always held a lot of sympathy for beauties, he did not encourage Wei Yi to save her after listening to the mysterious woman's description. Such a person's resentment was extremely heavy, and once released, it would be difficult to protect the manor.

Nong Shiqiang deserved to be cut to pieces, but the rest of the people in the manor were innocent, and the perverts treated life as if it were nothing.

The impact of the prisoner's voice on Wei Yi was not small, causing him to yearn for China more and more. That female assassin who was killed by Wei Yi also wanted him to go to China before he died.

Time went by quickly as he thought. Soon, it was the day that Nong Shiqiang returned to the manor.

That morning at 10 AM, after Uncle De received the call, he hurriedly brought a large group of bodyguards to the airport to meet Nong Shiqiang. The servants hurriedly went to prepare lunch and waited.

Nong Shiqiang's business trip this time seemed to have gone smoothly. When he returned, his face was glowing red and he was chatting happily with his precious daughter in the hall.

When lunch was ready, Wei Yi entered the dining room as well. This was Nong Shiqiang's request, and he had no choice but to carry it out.

At the dining table, Nong Shiqiang pretended to be serious as he looked at his daughter. "Did you make things difficult for Wei Yi and your aunt while I was away?"

"No, I've been working very hard during your absence. I've been studying with my aunt all day, and if you don't believe me, you can ask my aunt." Nong Xuejia pouted as she replied, but her eyes were still looking at Wei Yi.

Wei Yiyi pretended not to see, and silently ate his food. At this moment, the scene of the prisoner's voice being humiliated in the secret chamber appeared before his eyes.

Nong Shiqiang's family lived a life of laughter and chatter just above her. It was no wonder that her heart was filled with such resentment and he wished to devour Nong Shiqiang.

The imprisonment of the prison voice made Wei understand: Nong Shiqiang was a benevolent father on the surface, a successful businessman, but he was secretly a ruthless man who had to be wary of being sold by him one day and still foolishly counting money for him.

Wei Yi sighed. If Nong Xuejia and Juliet knew the dark side of Nong Shiqiang, he didn't know what they would think.

"Since you have performed so well, I will reward you well this time around." Nong Shiqiang dotingly looked at his precious daughter. His loud voice brought Wei Yi back to reality.

"Really? You said it yourself, you're not allowed to go back on your words! " Nong Xuejia's eyes bloomed with a brilliant light.

"When has your father ever lied to you? Say it, your father will fulfill both of your wishes." Nong Shiqiang was full of vigor.

"Then is what you promised me before you left a wish?" Nong Xuejia said excitedly.

"Not really." Nong Shiqiang smiled bitterly. His precious daughter had always been so clear when negotiating the terms with him. He wondered if she had inherited some of his business acumen and had always maximized her profits.

"Then bring me my gift first!" Nong Xuejia said happily.

"Normally you wouldn't be so anxious about your present, but today you're being very positive." Nong Shiqiang smiled and looked at Uncle De.

De Shu understood and immediately turned around to walk towards the gift room.

After a while, Uncle De and his servant brought a few boxes to the dining table.

Nong Xuejia saw the gift and immediately rushed forward to take a few boxes from Uncle De's hands. She opened them on the dining table, and the whole process was done with just opening a corner so Wei Yiyi wouldn't see it.

After seeing the gifts, Nong Xuejia excitedly handed over a few boxes to her aunt, and then placed two boxes opposite Wei Yiyi. With a slightly flushed face, she said: "I had always misunderstood you, and now I am formally apologizing to you in front of everyone here, this gift will be your compensation."

Nong Xuejia's face was full of sincerity. She knew that Wei Yi was such an old-fashioned person, if you casually gave him a present, he would definitely give you a present. That was why she came up with such an excuse.

Wei Yi was stunned for a moment. His heart was in turmoil. He did not expect Nong Xuejia to give him a present. It was the first time in his life that he had received such a gift.

"I'm sorry, but the organization has a rule that I cannot accept your gift." Wei Yi refused the first gift he had received since growing up.

When Wei Yi's words came out, the atmosphere at the table immediately became a bit awkward. Everyone looked at Nong Xue Jia, worried that she would be angered and go on a rampage.

"It's just a small gift, take it." Juliet rushed to the rescue.

"Yes, you can take it, Wei. My daughter and my wife asked me to help you find it." Nong Shiqiang also felt that Wei Yi was too arrogant and rejected the gift without even looking at it. He really didn't want to give him face.

Wei Yi shook his head, got up, and nodded slightly. "Madam, Boss, I'm full. It's time for me to return to my room to work."

This time, the villa was extremely quiet. With the exception of Nong Xuejia, everyone could feel that a storm was approaching.

However, unexpectedly, the unruly Nong Xuejia didn't lose her temper today. Instead, she opened the gift box as if nothing had happened, and muttered to herself: "Sigh, since you don't like it, then I can only give these two things to Bart. He should like it."

As she said that, Nong Xuejia took out an ancient dagger from the box. She pulled the dagger out of the blade and lightly flicked her finger on the blade.

"Clank …" A metallic sound echoed. Jon and the others looked at the dagger. Their eyes lit up. They didn't want to move away.