Chapter 2503 The second experimental subject is getting a little out of control.

Chapter 2503

Jiang Wan's expression was also somewhat grim. She said dejectedly, "It's possible. We need to keep an eye on things. We absolutely mustn't let anyone die."

Now she was thinking: it seems that there are still some risks involved in implementing this step.

These are just ordinary people. If it were that young lady from the Green Gang, if she woke up after realizing she had been betrayed, wouldn't she lead her men to kill the unfaithful man first?

However, this is exactly what they intended. If the Green Gang doesn't descend into chaos and its leader isn't killed, the future is uncertain.

There are just too many uncontrollable factors!

As she was pondering this, Qiao Liancheng whispered:

"Zhao Qian is currently experiencing the emotions of being murdered, and may be a bit extreme. If she wakes up tomorrow morning, she will find that she has come back to life."

"Once the initial resentment fades, the murderous intent will gradually dissipate, and perhaps the desire to kill will be gone."

Jiang Wan nodded, arms crossed: "You're right. We absolutely cannot let anyone die!"

Qiao Liancheng asked, "Do you have any good suggestions?"

Jiang Wan said, "The best way is to remove the target."

"Doesn't she hate her husband?"

"Let's sneak her husband out tonight and hide him away."

"Try to keep her husband out of the picture for three or four days, and then find a way to slowly wear down Zhao Qian's resentment and murderous intent."

"If all else fails, hypnotize her again and give her another way to resolve the issue, such as divorcing her husband or something else. The important thing is to never let her actually kill someone."

Everyone agreed that this made sense.

As the night passed and dawn broke, Qiao Liancheng and Ye Fan scaled the courtyard wall and stole Zhao Qian's husband. They knocked him unconscious, put him in a sack, and carried him away.

Zhao Qian's husband was a good-for-nothing hoodlum who usually did odd jobs and occasionally worked as a thug.

He's not even as good as Sun Ping's husband. At least Sun Ping's husband has a small fishing boat and can go out to sea to fish and support his family. But he has absolutely nothing.

Ironically, this kind of man is extremely arrogant at home and beats his wife at the slightest disagreement.

He'll beat his wife when he gets drunk at home.

Just thinking about that man's face made Jiang Wan want to grab a kitchen knife and slap him in the face.

When Jiang Wan carried Zhao Qian's husband out in a sack, she became increasingly angry.

He said to Qiao Liancheng, "Find a secluded spot, put him on the ground, and let me beat him up to vent my anger."

Qiao Liancheng said with a dark face, "The effects of force are mutual. If you beat him up, your hand will hurt too."

"If you want to beat someone up, I'll do it for you."

Jiang Wan glared and said, "If I didn't do it myself, how could I vent my anger!"

"I hate men who hit women the most."

Ye Fan, who was standing nearby, looked at it and said, "Otherwise, I'll find you a stick, and you can hit yourself with it so it won't hurt."

Qiao Liancheng glared at Ye Fan angrily.

He wasn't really worried about Jiang Wan's hand hurting; it was just that his wife's fighting power was too fierce!

How could he not know his wife's capabilities? Let alone someone covered in a sack, even someone without a sack, Jiang Wan could easily beat them up.

The key concern was that he was afraid Jiang Wan would go too far and kill someone.

If you used a stick and started hitting someone indiscriminately, you could really kill them.

Ye Fan was still confused when Qiao Liancheng glared at him, not understanding what he had said wrong.

Before Jiang Wan could even make a move, Xiao Ye rushed out, grabbed the sack Qiao Liancheng was carrying, and carried it away.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Wan immediately understood what Xiao Ye meant and hurriedly chased after him.

He chased after them, shouting, "Don't rush!"

"I don't necessarily want to beat him up, I was just saying, don't kill him."

Ono waved his hand, indicating that it was no problem.

When the sun rises.

Zhao Qian woke up from her dream and thought about the scenes she had dreamed about last night.

She was completely bewildered, unable to distinguish whether it was a dream or something real.

For a moment, her mind was in a state of confusion.

But amidst the chaos, those vivid images in my memory are impossible to forget.

Her husband, the man she grew up with as her childhood sweetheart, who always said he loved her.

It was bad enough that he beat her regularly, but he also found other women and bought her a huge insurance policy just to make money.

The panic and anger he felt when he pushed her off the mountain were something she could never forget.

Even now, when she wakes up and knows it was all a dream, she still can't forget it.

But are these really dreams?

If it's a dream, why does it feel so real?

Zhao Qian poked her face and scratched her hair. When she turned around, she found that her husband was gone.

There was no one beside her. Normally, that bastard wouldn't get up until the sun was high in the sky.

So what about others?

After getting dressed and getting out of bed, Zhao Qian began searching. She searched the entire yard but couldn't find her husband.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind, as if she had dreamt of the same scene last night.

One day, she suddenly discovered that her husband was not by her side. He had been missing for three days, and when he returned, he was already having an affair with his mistress.

Not long after, her husband came to her with an insurance policy, the huge sum of money on which had made her hesitate.

He simply said at the time, "I bought this insurance policy to help a friend complete a task."

She believed it at the time, but she never imagined that the insurance policy would become her death warrant.

Thinking of this, Zhao Qian's face turned pale. She got up and began searching inside and outside the house, but this time she wasn't looking for her husband.

Instead, look for a knife!

The kitchen knife isn't good for cutting people; the blade is already a bit kinked.

Even chopping ribs is difficult enough normally, let alone chopping a person.

Zhao Qian wanted to find a deadly weapon like a bull horn-tipped knife!

After searching high and low without finding anything, she then remembered that her husband was abusive when he was drunk.

She was afraid that one day her husband might accidentally hurt himself while drunk, so she hid all the bladed weapons.

As for where she hid it, she had forgotten.

Anyway, it won't be found anytime soon, and buying a knife outside would cost money.

After hesitating for a long time, Zhao Qian's gaze fell on the kitchen knife.

The cleaver's blade was already chipped and wasn't sharp at all.

Even chopping vegetables is a hassle; she has to chop them vigorously.

It even needs to be rubbed a couple of times on the bottom of the bowl before it can be used. If you were to use it to kill someone, you could forget about it!

But there was really nothing else in the house, so she gritted her teeth, took the kitchen knife to the kitchen, dipped the whetstone in water, and started sharpening it!

Outside the courtyard, Jiang Wan and the others were looking inside with binoculars, just as they always did.

He kept a close eye on Zhao Qian's every move.

When they saw Zhao Qian searching for something inside and outside the house, their hearts were in their throats.