The photo shows a middle-aged couple.

Dressed in shabby, his face is full of vicissitudes that do not match his age, just like the low mansion behind them.

This is Sui Yueyue's parents.

On the eve of the Spring Festival the year before they died, Sui Yueyue, who worked at Kaihuang Group, took pictures of them with her mobile phone after returning home.

Regardless of whether Sui Yueyue is scheming or not, it doesn't matter why she complains many times about why her parents are not rich, but there is one thing she does very well, that is, she loves her parents very much and is very filial to them.

When parents are here, there is a place in life.

When your parents go, there is only one way back in life.

In the past, Sui Yueyue was deeply injured outside, just think about her parents who loved her, she would be strong, gritted her teeth and continued to move towards her goal of becoming a human being.

Just because at that time, her parents were there.

A home with parents is a haven where children can recuperate after being injured.

What about when the parents are gone?

In a child's life, there is only the way back.

No one can comforted her softly with calloused hands when she was injured.

Only, cold—grave, and hatred!

Tears, suddenly, flowed out of Sui Yueyue's eyes.

Before seeing Sister Lian, she repeatedly warned herself that she must not cry.

She was going to laugh.

Laugh and let this black-hearted cousin die tragically in infinite remorse, fear, and pain.

In that case, her parents' spirits in heaven may rest in peace, right?

But when Sister Lian glanced at the photo, pouted disdainfully, and said that this was just a pair of mud legs, what qualifications were there for her to know, Sui Yueyue knew that she was wrong.

She shouldn't play the current bridge with this cousin who doesn't know whether she is alive or dead.

For people like Sister Lian, the most direct and brutal means should be used!

In that way, she will not hurt her parents who have passed away long ago before she dies.

"Dad, Mom, I was wrong, I'm sorry."

Sui Yueyue closed her eyes, and when she said this in a low voice in her heart, she heard Sister Lian ask strangely: "Miss Sui, why are you crying?" ”

"The two mud-legged men in the photo are my deceased parents."

Sui Yueyue picked up the napkin, gently wiped her delicate face, opened her eyes and looked at Sister Lian and smiled: "Moreover, they all died at your hands." ”

"What?"

Sister Lian was stunned for a moment, and finally realized that something was wrong.

Subconsciously, she was about to stand up.

But as soon as her ass left the chair, she felt dizzy and sat down on it again with a pop.

Then she felt as if there were billions of ants coming out of her limbs, devouring every piece of her flesh, making her feel empty, in desperate need of something she could not say to fill it.

That thing has nothing to do with men.

It's just that this emptiness doesn't come from the physical, but from the spiritual.

This kind of emptiness that seemed to completely decompose her body in the next instant forced Sister Lian to raise her hand violently and choke her neck, and slowly slipped out of the chair to the ground.

She opened her mouth wide and gasped violently, as if she was on a roller coaster ride - there was no language to describe Sister Lian's current pain.

And joy.

There are also no words that can describe happiness.

The feeling of pain, and pleasure, and desperate for something she didn't even know what it was, made her keep banging her head against her chair, rolling her eyes with all her might, and hissing the old hen in her throat.

Faintly, she seemed to hear Sui Yueyue talking: "Is this the power of the Nine?" Yes, I'm satisfied. ”

"Nine? What Nine? ”

Just when Sister Lian's brain was about to go blank, there was suddenly something more in her mouth.

It's a cigarette.

She instinctively took a puff.

Hundreds of millions of ants were suddenly swept away by a big broom, and then cool water was sprinkled on them, and her irritability disappeared and she was refreshed, which was her real reaction after taking a sip.

Comfortable, she couldn't help but let out a low moan, moaning, never wanting to move again, just wanting to concentrate on enjoying the extreme pain.

But one foot kicked her hard under the ribs, and she screamed in pain, opened her eyes suddenly, rolled over and sat up from the ground.

Only then did she realize that she was lying on the ground.

Ji Lan, who was standing behind Sui Yueyue, was standing next to her, looking down at her coldly.

"I—What happened to me?"

Sister Lian was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked.

Sui Yueyue's voice came from behind the desk that she couldn't see: "How did you feel just now?" ”

"What does it feel?"

When Sister Lian blurted out this sentence again, she suddenly woke up to something, and screamed: "Little, you are doing things in red wine!" ”

Although Sister Lian said that human nature urgently needs to be recharged, her IQ is not very low.

After listening to Sui Yueyue's question, she immediately came to her senses and realized that there was a ghost in the red wine.

Before she could finish her yelling, Gillan lifted her foot and kicked her hard in the chin.

Gillan wore military leather shoes, and after kicking people in the chin, anyone would not be able to stand it.

Especially a pampered lady like Sister Lian, how can she have too much resistance with fine skin and tender meat, she immediately screamed, slammed her back to the ground, opened her mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and two teeth were spit out.

Gillan then lifted his foot and stomped on her neck, forcing her to never speak again.

She didn't like anyone and scolded Sui Yueyue.

"Gillain, what happened to her?"

The tears on Sui Yueyue's face had long been wiped away, and she slowly shook the wine glass, looking at the blood-like wine in the glass, leaving a trace of residual red along the wall of the glass, and her eyes were very bright.

Sister Lian drank red wine mixed with No. 9, and soon had a toxic attack, and when she slipped under the chair with an ugly face and pinched her neck, Sui Yueyue also left the chair, picked up the bottle of white wine, two wine glasses, faced the direction of her hometown, and knelt on the ground.

When Sister Lian suffered indescribable pain, she no longer had any concept of time.

But Gillan was counting the time since her poisoned hair, and watching her pupils change closely.

During this time, it is about ten minutes or so.

Ten minutes, it was enough for Sui Yueyue to raise a glass to mourn her parents, crying in a low voice and asking the second elder to rest in the spirit of heaven, she would let the enemy suffer at least half a month of pain that was worse than death, and then dig out her heart and bring it back to the grave of the second elder to pay respects.

When Ji Lan found out that if she didn't give Sister Lian an antidote, she would die like this, Sui Yueyue had already finished the memorial, wiped away her tears, tidied up her clothes, and sat on the chair like a queen again, savoring the current good life.

"The pupils are always dilating and narrowing irregularly. When her heart dilates, her pupils dilate. When the heart returns blood, the pupils respond to a narrowing of the pupils – nine has been shown to kill a person within twelve minutes. Moreover, the neutralizing effect of No. 10 is also seriously inconsistent with the preliminary report of the laboratory. ”

Half a year is enough time to train Jilan into a "senior" drug identification expert, and he doesn't need any laboratory instruments at all, just according to Sister Lian's clinical reaction, he can determine the neutralization of No. 9 and No. 10, which is seriously inconsistent with what the laboratory reported.

According to the preliminary report of the laboratory, after No. 9 is sucked by someone, it should be better than sucking No. 1-

And the ten, who can neutralize the nine, will slowly withdraw from the beauty of the ninth five minutes after being sucked by others.

After it can be used on Sister Lian, whether it is No. 9 or No. 10, the medicinal properties should be greater than those reported by the laboratory.

Sister Lian can live for up to twelve minutes after smoking No. 9, but after No. 10, which was supposed to neutralize No. 9 and make her wake up after five minutes, was sucked, she immediately had an obvious effect.

"Hehe, it's nothing."

Sui Yueyue chuckled: "Originally, there are big errors in theory and practice. I didn't let them experiment with these two new products because I wanted to use them on Ms. Lian. In this way, we can save money to find a medicine man. ”

Medicine people are "talents" that can only be found in the three major drug production bases in the Golden Triangle, Silver Triangle and Golden Crescent.

This kind of person is often extremely short of money and forced to be cornered.

The drug production base provides them with a way to "make a fortune", that is, let them voluntarily sign up as pharmacists to experiment with new drugs.

In modern society, the replacement of any commodity is extremely fast.

In order to meet the increasing demands of the vast number of demanders, the drug production base must continue to develop new drugs to meet the market.

When new drugs are developed and introduced to the market, they must undergo strict "clinical practice", that is, find a drug maker to test the properties of the drug, and find the most suitable product for addicts to enjoy.

According to the unwritten market price, the remuneration of each medicine person is about 100,000 US dollars.

Some medicine people, after the drug test, can still take 100,000 US dollars to enjoy a happy life.

But some medicine people kicked their legs in the process of practice and died with a whimper.

After the medicine man dies, the drug lord will not swallow his "practice fee", but will try to find his family and give money.

No drug lord will be greedy for the practice fee of the ink medicine man.

Each line has its own rules and exquisiteness.

It is quite unlucky to embezzle his practice fee after the medicine man dies.

After the laboratory developed two products, she immediately applied to Sui Yueyue for a change of pharmacist, but she refused.

She felt that it was best to let Sister Lian be a medicine man.

Whether Sister Lian dies during the drug test, or causes a hidden physical disease to become a disability - Sui Yueyue will be very satisfied.

Sister Lian's luck is good.

did not die in the first round of drug trials, and was able to quickly wake up.

In fact, she might as well have died on the spot.

"Who are you, who are you?"

Sister Lian, who couldn't stop struggling, finally asked this sentence.

"Gillan, help Ms. Lian up. I would have regretted it if I hadn't seen the wonderful expression on her face. ”

Following Sui Yueyue's instructions, Ji Lan grabbed Sister Lian's hair and squatted her on a chair.

"Who are you,? Why are you doing this to me? Are you not afraid of being punished by the law? ”

Sister Lian gritted her teeth, looking terrifying.

Sui Yueyue felt ridiculous, because of her words: "I really didn't expect that even Ms. Lian would believe in the law now." ”

The smile was suddenly put away, Sui Yueyue stared at Sister Lian with vicious eyes, and asked in a dumb voice: "The surname Lian, do you remember that on August 21 last year, you lost your bag at Qingshan Station, and after being picked up by a girl, you entrusted the station to tell you and call her to ask for the bag?" ”

"I—I don't remember."

Sister Lian shook her head vigorously.

She did a lot of things rashly, and others kindly gave it to her after picking up her bag, but she picked her hair and flattened it, there is really no need to remember such a small thing.

"Okay."

Sui Yueyue bit her lip hard, and said in a cold voice: "You should always remember that Sui Dajun was killed by you in a hospital in Jinghua, right?" ”