Sitting on the cross-border trading group, the country is chasing after it

Zhu Yafei looked passionate, like a rooster at the end of its strength, shaking its wings desperately and holding its head high to prove that he was still okay.

The more excited Zhu Yafei became and the stronger his desire to survive was, the calmer Jiang Ruchu's attitude became.

Not only was she looking at a clown, but more importantly, she could stab him at the most important moment.

"Can you afford one million beautiful knives?" Jiang Ruochu's words made Zhu Yafei feel like he was falling into an ice cave. She had been having people secretly watching Zhu Yafei, so she naturally knew that Zhu Yafei had just gone to see the master, and the master offered one million beautiful knives before he was willing to treat Zhu Yafei.

When he heard about money, Zhu Yafei became completely depressed, as if he had shrunk.

After he fell ill, he went to many hospitals in many countries, spending money like water every day. The money he had previously embezzled in the country had almost been spent.

Fortunately, his house in Kangaroo Country is still valuable. As long as he can sell it quickly, he can exchange it for the master's magic medicine! ! As long as people are still alive, there is still hope!

Zhu Yafei rolled his eyes guiltily: "Whether I can afford it or not, you don't need to worry about it, niece. I have money anyway."

Jiang Ruochu asked sarcastically: "That so-called master can't even cure a little girl with a cold, and you still expect him to save you?"

Zhu Yafei's face froze, and he said stubbornly, "None of your business!"

Jiang Ruochu looked at Zhu Yafei's broken defense and a smile flashed across her face. She was gradually destroying Zhu Yafei's hope.

"I guess on your way back you must have heard that a miracle doctor has come to the village."

Jiang Ruochu was not making groundless guesses, but the village was so small that even the smallest thing could spread throughout the village immediately, let alone such a big event as the arrival of a god.

Just as she guessed, Zhu Yafei did hear about this on his way back.

He originally thought that God was helping him. If Master Latediva's medicine was ineffective, he could still seek help from this miracle doctor.

But now, hearing Jiang Ruochu's question, he suddenly realized what was happening and asked tremblingly, "Could that miracle doctor be you?"

"Before, there was someone who tried every means to find out about the Qi-nourishing Rejuvenating Pill..."

Zhu Yafei's pupils suddenly shrank. He had indeed inquired about this elixir. He heard a few third-generation wealthy people in China talking about it when he was in desperation. They said that this kind of elixir was now very hard to come by in China, and many wealthy people were lining up to buy it.

Originally Zhu Yafei was skeptical as to whether there really was such a miraculous medicine, but when he heard about the kind of people who were asking for the medicine, he immediately believed it.

He tried his best to ask someone to buy one for him, but the medicine was so scarce that it was out of stock, and he could only trade with a lady named Jiang.

Zhu Yafei had been living a luxurious life abroad for so many years that he was no longer sensitive to the surname Jiang. So at that time he did not immediately connect "Miss Jiang" with his old friend Jiang Sheng. After all, if the Jiang family had such a magical medicine, they would have become rich long ago.

But now listening to Jiang Ruochu's tone...

He looked at Jiang Ruochu in disbelief, and asked with trembling lips: "Are you, are you Miss Jiang?"

What Zhu Yafei didn't know was that the reason why he heard the news about the Qi-nourishing Rejuvenating Pill was actually arranged by Jiang Ruchu.

"Yes, to be honest, this Qi-nourishing and Rejuvenating Pill can indeed save you." Jiang Ruochu took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket, then slowly poured out a Qi-nourishing and Rejuvenating Pill and shook it in his hand.

Zhu Yafei was like a traveler who was short of water in the desert and finally saw the water source he had always dreamed of.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Ruochu's eyes turned cold in an instant: "It's a pity that you will never get it."

After she finished speaking, she let go of her hand.

After this Qi-nourishing and Rejuvenating Pill fell to the ground, it instantly turned into powder.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Yafei immediately pounced on it and wanted to lick the ground like a dog.

But a strange wind blew from somewhere and blew the powder away.

In fact, this is not a real rejuvenation pill. Jiang Ruochu would not waste a real pill. She just used a candy bean of similar size to fool Zhu Yafei.

“No! No!” Zhu Yafei frantically grabbed the ground with his hands. That was his hope for survival. “Don’t run, don’t run!”

Zhu Yafei's body could no longer withstand such great emotional fluctuations. He started coughing after just a few shouts. As he coughed, he began to cough up blood. This was a complication of tumor metastasis.

Jiang Ruochu didn't even need the system to see that this body, as fragile as paper, didn't have much time left.

Jiang Ruochu stopped looking at Zhu Yafei and said to Ye Sha, "Let's go."

Zhu Yafei came back to his senses and began to kneel down and beg Jiang Ruochu: "I beg you, don't leave, save me!"

"Xiao Jiang, niece, please save me. I was wrong. I shouldn't have been greedy. I still have a house and a car in Kangaroo Country. I will sell the house right away and give you the money."

"As long as you are willing to save me, I will work like a slave for the rest of my life to repay you." Zhu Yafei knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

Jiang Ruochu was indifferent. She would not show mercy to her enemies and bad people.

She just wanted to see these people live a life worse than death.

So Jiang Ruochu said coldly: "Uncle Zhu, you'd better stay awake and wait for death."

"The scenery here is beautiful, and it's a good place to bury you."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yafei's face quickly turned pale, as if the life was sucked away in an instant.

He was about to rush towards Jiang Ruchu like a madman, but was suddenly pulled back by something strange. He looked over and saw a little ghost with a green face and sharp teeth, laughing at him.

"Ahhhhh!" Zhu Yafei screamed in fear. Soon, he felt his head was very heavy. He looked up with a stiff neck. A pair of blood-red eyes hung above him, which was frightening. The little ghost suddenly bit him.

Zhu Yafei took several steps back and tried to pull the ghost lying on him away in panic.

"Help, help!"

Jiang Ruochu left the hut without looking back.

"Why don't you kill him? I can do it quietly if you want."

"Because death is too easy for him. I want him to have hope right in front of him, but he can only listen to the countdown to death. For the rest of his life, he will live in fear and regret."

As if to confirm Jiang Ruochu's words, Zhu Yafei's painful wails continued to be heard from the yard.

"Niece, I beg you! Save me! I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"

Next came the sound of Zhu Yafei struggling desperately, but he was being pulled by five green-faced, fang-toothed little ghosts and could not move at all.

From the perspective of others, they could only see him lying on the ground as if he was possessed by a ghost, with veins bulging and wriggling.

In the darkness, Jiang Ruochu looked indifferently in the direction of Zhu Yafei.

"Sometimes, to kill a person, you don't have to kill him, you can also destroy his heart."

Jiang Ruochu looked away and saw the translator looking at them cautiously from a distance.

I guess he was frightened by the screams in the yard.

Jiang Ruochu walked over with a smile: "Sorry to have kept you waiting for so long. Thank you for your hard work today."

“No trouble, no trouble. No hard work, no hardship.”

Because the local Internet is not well developed, residents prefer to use cash for transactions, so Jiang Ruochu took out cash and gave it to the translator.

"It's getting late now. I guess there's no boat back to the main island. Do you want me to take you to find a place to stay?"

Jiang Ruochu shook his head slowly and said politely: "We still want to go a little further, so we won't bother you anymore. We will find a way ourselves when the time comes."

"Okay." The translator hadn't met such a generous employer for a long time, so he continued enthusiastically, "If you run into any trouble later, or really can't find accommodation or a boat, you can call me."

"Okay, thank you."