Chapter 1112 She Wins

"Okay," a man walked in outside. The man still held a cigarette in his mouth, "Don't get killed. The main thing you care about is the living, not the dead."

Huang Mao let go of his hand, and Li Huan was kicked to the corner by him.

"Pooh!"

Huang Mao spat directly on Yan Huan's body. Yan Huan just opened her eyes wide but showed no expression. At this time, her eyes were empty, and her heart was equally empty.

Only her weak breathing continued, and she laughed miserably, she was not dead yet.

Sure enough, her life is really tough.

The white coat got up from the ground and walked over, holding his neck. On his neck, you could still see the circle of blue pinch marks. It might be even more serious tomorrow.

You won't let your woman think that you were caught by the mistress, right?

Huang Mao hugged his chest and teased the white coat, "You are such a bear, but there are still women who like you. Women who can fall in love with you are really blind. You can't even beat a woman, and you are still a little short of being beaten." Choke to death, did you say that you were also pressed down by a woman when you were in bed?

The face in the white coat was now ashen, and the eyes were filled with resentment.

"Let's go." Brother Hua threw away the cigarette in his hand, stepped on it with his foot, and then walked out.

Huang Mao was also following behind Brother Hua. As for the white coat, he touched his neck and turned around to glare fiercely at the half-dead woman on the ground.

Okay, very good, since she wants to die, then he will fulfill her wish. Anyway, Brother Hua just said that the customer doesn’t want to die. He is already half-dead anyway, so he will fulfill her wish. He will definitely make her half-dead and alive. Better to die.

The heavy door was closed again, and the only light that came out disappeared in an instant. Yan Huan breathed with difficulty. Her neck was almost broken by someone, and she was lying on the ground. On the ground, her hands were tightly clenched into fists, and then she beat the ground hard, one after another, almost all of which were bloody. She hated it, she hated it, she really hated it.

Who wanted to treat her like this, who wanted to torture her like this, and who made her life worse than death.

She wondered what kind of serious crime she had committed to deserve to be ruined like this.

She is not convinced, she is not convinced, and she is not willing to accept it.

Ugh, she bit the back of her hand again, using this pain to let herself know something, to let herself understand something, and to make herself give up something.

For example, the person she loves most, for example, her child.

She couldn't get close to them, and she couldn't hurt them anymore.

In such a humid underground warehouse, there would be sounds like wild beasts from time to time. I don't know how long it lasted, and I don't know how long it passed.

A hard bun rolled in from the door and fell to the ground. Then a hand lifted her hair and slapped her in the face.

"Yes, you are very capable, aren't you? I wonder how you can do it?"

Huang Mao is not a lover of beauty at all. He doesn't care what movie queen you are, who you are, or what you are. When you get here, you are so dark that you can't even see a ghost. What you look like, he only cares about. Less than.

He apparently liked women's pain more than their faces.

Huang Mao was tired from the beating, so he stood up, clapped his hands, turned around and walked out again.

Yan Huan looked at her hands. Her hands were trembling constantly. The bones in her body seemed to be bitten by countless small insects. She suddenly grabbed her hair tightly, almost trying to pull off one end of her hair. Give them all the light and cleanness.

But I still couldn't bear the pain that felt like being bitten by insects all over my body.

Suddenly, she touched the wall behind her, and then banged her head against the wall hard. With this hit, she almost lost consciousness, but she could still feel the unbearable itching and pain. , and the pain of being bitten by hundreds of insects.

She shrank her body, snot and tears falling down from time to time, and her forehead was also stained with blood, and blood began to flow from it.

She can, yes, she can, she can definitely do it.

"What, are you an addict?"

The man in the white coat walked in with a syringe in his hand, "As long as you kneel down and beg me, and then lick my feet, I will give them to you, so you don't have to suffer anymore."

And he was already standing in front of Yan Huan, like a demon, pulling her towards the boundless hell.

Beg him, beg him.

Yan Huan put down his hand.

No, she shook her head and bit her lip tightly. She couldn't, she absolutely couldn't. She was not someone else, she was Yan Huan. She had already lived a lifetime. In her previous life, her blood had been Lu Qin was drained. She was stabbed countless times in the back by Lu Qin. Her stomach was cut open by Lu Qin. Her six-month-old child was also taken out alive. She had never experienced anything. , She has never suffered any pain, she has never experienced any pain.

Yan Huan will not admit defeat, but we will not accept defeat. We want to live like a human being, not like a dog or a pig like in the previous life.

Think about Lu Yi, think about the Lu family, think about the three children. You can't destroy your Lu Yi. You can't destroy Lu Yi, who is more important to you than life, and you can't destroy the three children.

When the three children grew up, everyone knew that they had a mother who was addicted to drugs. She couldn't, she couldn't, she couldn't. .

She was sweating all over, and even her hair was wet. No matter how painful she was, her eyes were always clear.

She could do it, yes, she could do it, she must do it.

She hugged her body tightly, just like that, gritting her teeth, swallowing tears, and hardening her heart, until the feeling of insect bites began to gradually lighten, she exhaled.

She won

And she suddenly raised the corner of her mouth, and there was a strange smile on her face.

The needle in the white coat fell to the ground, and then ran out as if he had seen a ghost.

Yes, I don't know who did it, they calculated everything, but they only forgot that Yan Huan, who lived a new life, had nothing, but her willpower was amazing, even ordinary men couldn't compare.

If she could get through the first time, she could get through the second time, the third time, and finally the last time.

At night, she sat on the ground and curled up her body. She hadn't changed her clothes for a long time. At this time, her body was almost full of an unpleasant smell, just like pickles that had been left for a long time, which was almost disgusting.