Hot flashes and slim waist

Jiang Zhao took down the bottle from the shelf and twisted open the test tube.

"Jiang Shijie is locked up in a detention center and is expected to stay there for the rest of his life. In order to survive, he told me everything."

The tip of the needle was particularly bright under the light, "And you won't be able to see the sun tomorrow again, so just go down and atone for what you have done."

Jiang Zhao held the test tube of the medicine tightly and pointed the needle at the bottle.

Under Lu Zhenting's gaze, he slowly injected the liquid into the bottle.

Her whole hand was shaking, and she knew she couldn't fail.

Zhao Jiaojiao, you must hold on.

After the entire medicine was injected, Jiang Zhao hung up the bottle again and adjusted the drip speed to the maximum.

Sitting next to Lu Zhenting gracefully, he looked at the old man who was still struggling in front of him.

"Don't worry, I won't be like you. I will let you die quietly without any pain."

Compared with what Lu Zhenting has done, what does what she is doing now count?
It's not worth mentioning at all, it can even be said to be too kind.

At least she didn't let Lu Zhenting feel what pain was.

Her family members all suffocated to death.

Fear and screams filled the entire Zhao family's old house, while Lu Zhenting and others outside watched the screams of the people inside with a smile on his lips.

Jiang Zhao stood on the balcony on the second floor and couldn't see clearly the other party's appearance, he could only hear the laughter.

It should look similar to her expression now.

"What did you put in there?"

Lu Zhenting's eyes widened. Judging from his current reaction, he should really want to live, otherwise he wouldn't have desperately called for help. It's a pity that he is old and his voice is too soft.

There was no one else in the entire nursing home except her, and she would accompany Lu Zhenting through the last scene.

Compared to himself, Lu Zhenting is not too lonely.

In other words, she is watching Lu Zhenting go to hell for all the people he killed.

Her parents, as well as all her relatives, including Pei Wang's mother, were all tortured to death by Lu Zhenting's vicious methods, draining all the value that could be used from them before letting them die in pain.

This man is simply a pervert and has no conscience at all.

Jiang Zhao used the most vicious words in the world, but he couldn't describe what Lu Zhenting had done before.

At this time, Lu Zhenting looked pale, and the aura of death on his body became even more solemn.

There was cold sweat on his forehead, and he was now staring at Jiang Zhao with the same eyes.

"You bitch, you bitch."

Lu Zhenting cursed her over and over again, as if doing so could lessen the potion that had been poured down from the bottle.

The pain started in his fingers and worked its way up to his lungs.

Lu Zhenting wanted to absorb more oxygen, and red blood covered his mask.

His whole body was shaking, and the skin on the back of his hands began to turn purple.

The venom invaded his insides.

Lu Zhenting should be in great pain now.

My fingers rubbed the sheets tightly, and I wanted to take a big breath of fresh air. But he simply didn't have the energy.

"I didn't expect you still want to live?"

Seeing this, Jiang Zhao had to admire Lu Zhenting's ability. She increased the dosage of the potion, which was more than enough to kill Lu Zhenting.

I just didn't expect that after so long, Lu Zhenting could still make a weak voice, and even wanted to scold himself a few more times.

Sure enough, the vitality of bitches is particularly tenacious.

But it's useless. Lu Zhenting must die today.

Jiang Zhao took out her phone and pulled out the pictures of her and Pei Wang's previous love, and put them in front of Lu Zhenting.

"You see, the relationship between Xiao Wang and I is much better than you think. We knew each other before we met you and were still together."

It was impossible for Jiang Zhao to let Lu Zhenting die peacefully like this.

Her family members were burned alive by the fire, how painful that must have been.

Jiang Zhao will never forget all this. Even if she can't set Lu Zhenting to death, she still has to let him experience the heart-rending pain. Lu Zhenting's eyes were full of hopelessness, and finally he lowered his hand.

died.

The beast that had hurt dozens of people in the Zhao family was finally killed by her herself.

The moment Lu Zhenting stopped breathing, the machines around him made a harsh sound.

Covering up her cries.

After 12 years, she finally completed her revenge and can comfort her relatives in heaven.

Jiang Zhao wiped the tears from her cheeks. She looked at Lu Zhenting's body and her fingers gripped the sheets deeply, showing how unwilling he was.

But this is fine, as people who are unwilling to die will never be able to enter reincarnation.

Jiang Zhao wanted to send Lu Zhenting to the eighteenth level of hell, and he would try every pain.

Even if he dies, he must repent for what he has done before.

Jiang Zhao found that no matter how he restrained his tears, they couldn't help but flow down.

Her vision gradually blurred, and she missed her relatives even more deeply.

Mom and dad
aunt
And grandparents
She finally avenged the Zhao family, but at the same time her hands were stained with blood.

She is really a murderer now.

She didn't know what was waiting for her.

If I were reunited with my family after my death, would they still recognize me?

Will her mother call her by her baby name again and hold her tenderly in her arms?

Treat her like a child, sitting in the arms of her family, being cared for by them, without having to face all this.

Jiang Zhao looked at the dropped needle. If he used this to puncture a major artery, it would only hurt a little.

She can now meet the Zhao family.

The great revenge has been avenged, and Jiang Zhao has nothing. She wants to end her life and reunite with her relatives.

Living alone in this world is more painful than dying.

Not as good.
When Jiang Zhao's hand touched the needle, he was afraid.

She couldn't do it.

The only regret is that I never met Pei Wang again and said sorry to him.

She was blinded by hatred and ignored the people around her who were the best to her.

It was she who forgot him from her memory. Maybe this matter was fate, but it was not what she thought in her heart.

Jiang Zhao sighed, raised the needle, and pointed the needle at his neck.

Just click.

It hurts.

She will be able to see her relatives.

The milky white wooden door was kicked open from the outside, and the entire wooden door made a loud noise.

Jiang Zhao's hand that was about to pierce her neck was stopped by someone. The person held her hand and forcefully snatched the test tube from her hand.

The smell of blood filled the nostrils.

His hand was bleeding, and Jiang Zhao stared blankly at the liquid on his hand, dripping down his fingertips and onto the floor.

"What are you doing now?"

Pei Wang suppressed the anger in his heart.

Xiao Wang really hates herself now. She must feel sick just looking at herself now.

Jiang Zhao was pressed against the wall, and Pei Wang grabbed his throat tightly, suppressing her breathing.

She made a painful sound as her body was hit against the wall.

All this was seen by Pei Wang.