Chapter 1140 One Million for a Life

As for whether the Su family did it, she couldn't decide yet. There are many impossible things in this world. Often what you think is impossible, in the end, it slaps you in the face.

And she didn't want to slap herself in the face, and those people she suspected might be the murderers.

She clenched her hands, and a ball of hellfire was almost ignited in her blue eyes.

She was a little lonely on the road to Huangquan, so she had to find a few more people. Anyway, if her disease couldn't be cured, she wouldn't treat it.

There were more pedestrians on the street than before. Yan Huan walked among the pedestrians, still carefully avoiding everyone.

She raised her face, and some cold wind blew on her face. She could still feel the cold as ice and snow. Although it was the Chinese New Year, the weather was still cold.

A sudden gust of wind blew by, and the corners of her clothes were lifted up.

A woman had already run over, and she saw the woman's face clearly.

This woman seemed to be crazy, running forward non-stop. Her clothes were in tatters, and not a single piece was intact. She was also barefoot, without shoes, and her face was covered with heavy makeup. Right now. Her makeup was already worn out, like a used palette, her eyeliner was smeared all over her face, her false eyelashes were stained on her face, and her lipstick was smeared on her chin.

It wasn't until she ran into a deserted alley that she stopped. Then she gasped for air and vigorously grabbed the clothes on her chest, as well as the black and green skin covered with cold. There was also a layer of goosebumps on the skin.

Suddenly, her expression changed, and she continued to retreat backwards.

"Smelly cousin, are you running away?"

A man with colorfully dyed hair came out. When the woman was about to run, a hand stretched out and grabbed the woman's hair.

"Smelly cousin, you can run so fast, you run, run, let me see where you can go?"

"Bah..." He spat on the ground and started working on the left and right, and the two ear scrapers had already been slapped out.

"I haven't made back the money you spent. I want to run away. Even if you die, you have to give me enough money first, otherwise I will arrest you and sell your organs."

"Brother Long, I beg you..." The woman had already bent her knees and was kneeling on the uneven road, but now it was too late to even hurt.

"Brother Long, I beg you, I beg you, please let me go. That person is just a mutt. Brother Long, I beg you, I will be a cow and a horse for you for the rest of my life, okay? Please don't let me go." Give it to that guy and he'll kill me."

The woman kept kowtowing, but Brother Long didn't even have any sympathy for her. He kicked her directly, also on the face of the woman, and cursed her.

"If I let you go, who will let me go? My money is not money. You still owe me one million, what are you going to pay back?"

Just when Brother Long was about to fight again, he heard a cold voice from Youzhi. This voice was almost terrifying and made people feel scalp numb.

"I'll pay back the money she owes."

"Who do you think you are..." Brother Long turned around fiercely, but when he saw the ghost-like woman behind him and the pair of green eyes, he couldn't help but froze. Was frightened.

What he does is an underground business, and this kind of business is also shady. He has seen a lot of eyes with eyes like this, and they are all drug addicts who have been addicted to drugs for at least five years. And there is this kind of thing that is all green with black added, and I don’t know if it has that kind of internal disease.

These addicts would do anything for that one bite. Some would even dare to kill their own parents, let alone other people.

"You want to pay back?" Brother Long spat on the ground again, "Okay, you can pay back if you want. You can buy such a rotten thing back and use it however you want. Although she has been played to pieces a long time ago. But I’m not sick yet, so you can still sell the organs. As long as you’re not afraid of losing someone’s life, there’s no problem in making a million or two.”

"One million," he stretched out his hand, "I won't give you more than one million, so I will give you one million."

"Okay," the woman who wrapped herself tightly, like a wandering soul, soon took a small box. She opened the box and found stacks of red bills inside. It was the latest version, placed layer by layer inside. Brother Long hugged the box, then took out a stack of money from it, dipped it in his own saliva and started counting. Of course, he also had to look at it. This is not true.

And a lot of money passed through his hands. Whether it was real or not, he could tell by touching it with his hand, and he could tell whether it was real or fake by smelling it with his nose. He counted again, there were five floors in total, and the total was 45% horizontally and vertically, which was exactly one million.

"Sure," Brother Long stood up with the box, "There are rules on the road, and you can be considered half a Taoist. People in our Taoist work with money, and the money and goods are clear. You take this woman, and you want to Dig the organs yourself."

Brother Long took the money and left, but he had always believed that this woman bought a woman just for her organs. Otherwise, what was the use of buying such a rotten woman?

Men don't want it, let alone a woman.

And the woman huddled inside, her face bruised and swollen, her skin torn, her mouth torn, her eyes swollen and she couldn't see clearly.

She suddenly shrank up, then knelt on the ground, and kept kowtowing to the black-clad woman who bought her, saying don't dig out her internal organs, don't do this to her, don't, don't, don't...

"Zhu Meina, how did you become like this?"

The faint voice, a little cold, like a gust of cold wind on the road to the underworld, made the woman who was kowtowing shiver instantly.

The woman on the ground suddenly raised her face, and her appearance was almost invisible. Her facial features were blurred, and her whole body was colorful, like a colorful monkey.

The woman in black took off her hat, then the mask, revealing a slightly green face, and a pair of sinister pupils, like rain mixed with snow in winter, and then cold as winter.

"Are you Yan Huan?"

The colorful monkey on the ground looked at the woman's face in disbelief, "How could you, how could you become like this..."

"Aren't you the same?" Yan Huan put on her mask and hat again.

"If you have nowhere to go, come with me, as long as you don't regret it, and you can rest assured," she paused for a moment and said again.