Zou Long asked, "So do you know where his residence in Jincheng is?"

The big guy smiled: "I'm like me, I'm a little minion in his eyes, how can I know where he lives?"

Zou Long took out a bag and brought it to him: "These, is it enough?"

Zou Long prepared 50,000 yuan in cash, and the big guy waited for his eyes to look straight, they lived a life of licking blood on the tip of a knife, and they could get 50,000 yuan if they could sell a little information, and they would make a lot of money.

He smiled and said: "I talked to Boss Hong, Boss Hong said that the young master Qin is in the easternmost mountain of Jincheng, there is a big villa, and the whole mountain is his, I heard that there is a minefield around the villa, and ordinary people dare not easily get into danger." ”

Zou Long hurriedly said: "How to go, you show us the way." ”

The big guy Hou told them the route, and without further ado, the group hurried to the east coast.

It was evening again, Song Ran was forcibly fed tranquilizers, and she was still sleeping at this time, Qin Mo took the heroin and syringe given by Dr. Chen, and slowly walked outside her room.

On the first floor, Sun Man smiled and said, "Doctor Chen, it seems that you are going to give me 500 US dollars. ”

Dr. Chen spread his hands: "Until the last moment, I don't know who should give this money to whom." ”

Sun Man put his hands around his chest: "If you don't give up, then wait and see, so that you can lose convincingly." ”

Qin Mo took the syringe into her room, sat on the chair, and looked at the person on the bed, yes, if this tube is injected into it, the person on the bed will be inseparable from him, this addiction is very fast, it is almost difficult to quit drugs, if you get it, don't think about quitting.

He slowly pumped the drug into a syringe, then sat down on the edge of the bed, condescending to look at the person who was sleeping quietly on the bed.

Her face had returned to normal, and he reached out to her forehead again, well, the fever had subsided.

Her arm was relatively slender, and the green tendons on it were obvious, because the skin was too white, and the color of the green tendons was very clear, and he could imagine what it would look like when the thin needles were pierced into it, and he used to enjoy torturing others so much, and he enjoyed torturing his enemies so much.

That's right, Song Ran's mother is his enemy, she is the daughter of the enemy, so she is naturally his enemy.

Then, he should take pleasure in torturing her, so injecting her with drugs, making her addicted, and watching her live rather than die should be what he wants to see.

He picked up her arm and watched for a slightly pulsing pulse, the eye of the needle less than a centimeter away from her skin.

Qin Mo saw that his hands were trembling a little, trembling visibly to the naked eye, how could this be?

How so?

Why did he suddenly become so forward-looking and hesitant?

He was clearly not such a person.

Just when he made up his mind to inject her, she slowly moved her eyes, Qin Mo was very flustered, so panicked that he had already begun to organize the wording in his mind, how to explain it to her.

But she just moved her eyes, and didn't open them.

He stood up, walked to the window, pushed open the window, and threw out the syringe and the glass bottle......

He didn't seem to want to see Song Ran begging for him without dignity.

He stood by the window and sighed, as if he was laughing at himself, Qin Mo, Qin Mo, you also have today.

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