Quick Wear: The scumbag is on the prowl, beware

Next, Qi An imprisoned Fu Zhizhao in the name of recuperating from his injuries.

In name, Fu Zhizhao was still the drug lord boss, but the one who really called the shots became Boss Qi.

After Yan Chuchu had her second miscarriage, she also disappeared from the base camp. Both of them were locked up by Qi An in the torture room where Xia Ying was tortured before her death.

The beautiful love finally met in the torture chamber.

At this time, the gunshot wound on Fu Zhizhao's chest had rotted away beyond recognition, and he had a high fever for days. He looked weak and listless.

Yan Chuchu crawled over and hugged Fu Zhizhao and cried: "Ah Zhao, what's wrong with you? What did you do to my Ah Zhao?"

Fu Zhizhao frowned at the stench on her body and pushed her away impatiently.

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Ata shook his head in disapproval: "Why do you treat your baby like this? Where is the beautiful love you promised me?"

Compared to Fu Zhizhao, Yan Chuchu is even more miserable.

If she was a sweet-looking little beauty before, now she is a skinny and shriveled crazy woman.

Her body was covered in bruises, her hair was sparse and greasy, her eye sockets were deeply sunken, and her arms were covered with needle marks from drug injections.

Her drug addiction kicked in, her hands and feet were cramping, saliva was flowing down uncontrollably, and she knelt in front of Qi An and Guo Jun and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Please, give me an injection, please give it to me quickly, I feel so uncomfortable, I am going to die, please, let me do anything."

Based on her recent experience of currying favor with drug dealers, she bypassed Qi An, crawled in front of Guo Jun, and reached out to pull down his pants.

Guo Jun pushed her away, turned his head away in disgust, and clenched his jaw.

Qi An smiled evilly, took out a syringe from his pocket, pushed it gently, and a few drops of liquid came out of the needle hole.

Yan Chuchu crawled towards her like a dog again.

"Give it to me, give it to me quickly..."

Qi An kicked her away: "This is not for you, this is for our Mr. Fu."

Fu Zhizhao's pupils constricted when he heard that, and his face, which had been calm just now, instantly cracked.

He is the biggest drug lord in Country H. Tons of drugs flow from his hands into the hands of drug addicts, earning him countless wealth and supreme prestige.

But he himself never touches drugs and does not allow people around him to do so.

As a drug lord, he knows better than anyone how terrible this thing is.

It will corrode people's brains, destroy their spirits, and turn normal people into something neither human nor ghost.

Just like a zombie with its brain hollowed out, it can only smell the scent of rotten flesh.

Moreover, once you touch this thing, you will be addicted and can't get rid of it until you die.

People who are dominated by drug addiction cannot be called human beings. For the sake of momentary extreme pleasure, they can kill and burn, and even beg for mercy.

Countless families have been destroyed by drugs. In order to raise money for drugs, a strong woman can become a prostitute, a good husband can force his wife to sell herself, and a good father can sell his sons and daughters.

If a woman who has been taking drugs for a long time becomes pregnant, there is a high probability that the baby she gives birth to will be deformed or will be born an addict.

Qi An stepped on Fu Zhizhao's wound and approached him, saying sinisterly:

"It seems that you, a jerk, also know how sinister and evil this thing is. How come you forgot it when you used it to make money?"

Fu Zhizhao's veins were exposed, and he struggled desperately: "Take it away, take it away."

Qi An slapped him in the face: "You are such a scumbag, pretending to be cultured all day long. Today I will teach you what it means to do to others what you do not want others to do to you."

Qi An held his dog's head and injected a full syringe of high-concentration drugs into the vein in his neck.

Fu Zhizhao let out a desperate roar.

It's over, it's over.

The drugs took effect quickly. Fu Zhizhao was like a mad beast. Even though his wounds were bleeding, he didn't feel any pain and was deeply trapped in hallucinations, unable to extricate himself.

Yan Chuchu's hopes were dashed. She picked up the syringe that Qi An had thrown on the ground and stabbed herself in the arm. She looked so sad and pitiful.

The once glorious male and female protagonists have become two ridiculous drug addicts.

Qi An broke both of Fu Zhizhao's arms and scratched the pretty face that was praised by fans as being as gentle as jade.

The tongue hasn't been removed yet, she just loves to hear the dog scream.

Over the next few days, Qi An tried all kinds of torture instruments in the torture room on the adulterers one by one.

While torturing them to the point where their life was worse than death, they were also keeping them on life support so that they wouldn't die easily.

Only one syringe of liquid was supplied each day, and the two men fought and bit each other like mad dogs, even biting off each other's flesh.

Fu Zhizhao lost both arms and his face was disfigured. He became addicted to drugs and turned into an ugly monster.

Yan Chuchu no longer said she loved him, nor did she mention having two children. Instead, she stayed away from him.

Ata: "Oh, bullshit beautiful love, it's all about looks. If Fu Zhizhao was like this in his previous life, she would have run away faster than anyone else."

Qi An agreed: "And there are those book fans with distorted values. If Fu Zhizhao loses his reputation, they will remember the criminal law better than anyone else."

Although Yan Chuchu tried her best to hide, they were both locked up in the same torture room, so where could they hide?

Drugs and sex have always been inseparable. When drug addiction strikes, it will also bring about a surging sex addiction.

The two of them hated each other, but when the fight broke out, they were entangled together like maggots.

Qi An expressed his feelings: "A beautiful love story is so sweet, locked in."

When she was sober, Yan Chuchu wished she could bite Fu Zhizhao to death.

She expressed her regrets over and over again, and missed Guo Jun's kindness to her so much. Those days living under the sunshine were so beautiful.

It seemed that she just remembered at this moment that the man in front of her was an unforgivable drug lord.

No matter how miserable his childhood was, how forced he was, how handsome and affectionate he was, he is still a drug lord and will go to the eighteenth level of hell after his death.

Her parents died from drugs, and Ajun died at the hands of drug lords. She once hated drug lords so much.

How could she have forgotten this before?

Ata applauded: "Congratulations! Even when death is imminent, your love brain has sobered up."

Qi An: "It's probably because I cried too much and all the water in my brain came out."

At this point, Fu Zhizhao actually believed what she had said before and believed what Yan Chuchu said about their past lives.

After all, at this point, he had nothing, and there was no need for Yan Chuchu to lie to him anymore.

But looking at this dirty and ugly woman, he couldn't muster up any interest at all, and only felt disgusted.

Except for the first time, Qi An did not bring Guo Jun with him when he tortured the adulterer later.

He is a righteous policeman who believes in the law and in light. Qi An doesn't want to distort his mentality.

She assigned Guo Jun other tasks.

A piece of news quietly spread among drug dealers in Country H.

According to people familiar with the matter, Fu Zhizhao’s headquarters has developed a new product, and the existing products on the market have to be thrown away compared to it.

It is said that the new product has a simpler production process and lower cost, but its purity is very high. Once it is on the market, the profit can be multiplied several times.

Now, domestic drug lords and drug dealers can no longer sit still.