Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 397 Underground black market, dark transactions. 9
"I didn't expect the dignified young master of the Fu family to be a drug addict."

The man held the oiled paper bag and smiled sarcastically. Just as he was about to hand the paper bag to him, another man stopped him: "Wait a minute."

"Beware of fraud!" Another man looked at Fu Ziyuan warily.

Since the young man was able to break free from the rope, the appearance of this drug addict might also be pretending.

"Uh."

The man obviously didn't expect so much, but Fu Ziyuan rolled on the ground in pain, and kept begging the man: "Please, give me a quick breath, I have a lot of money, give me five stone powder quickly..."

The man felt that Fu Ziyuan's appearance didn't look like an act, so he said with some embarrassment: "The higher-ups have explained, this kid can't die yet, why don't you give it to him?"

If anything happened to Fu Ziyuan, the master would not let them go.

The other man hesitated for a moment, but seeing Fu Ziyuan's increasingly painful expression, he had no choice but to nod.

The man immediately took out the key to open the iron door, squatted behind Fu Ziyuan and said, "For your poor sake, I'll give you five stones, and I'll settle down after you're done."

Fu Ziyuan turned around in pain, the moment he took the oiled paper bag, his eyes froze, he grabbed the oiled paper bag and sprinkled it towards the man's eyes.

Reflexively, the man stretched out his hand to resist. Unprepared, Fu Ziyuan jumped up suddenly, and the hairpin in his hand went straight to the man's neck, and inserted it hard.

"You!" The other man's eyes widened, and he was about to make a move on Fu Ziyuan, but before he could wave his hand, Minghui who was lying on the ground suddenly jumped up.

Quickly pinching the hairpin in his hand, he stabbed it into the man's throat, and he immediately let out a whimper, but because Minghui's strength was too weak, the hairpin only sank a little.

The man stretched out his hand and grabbed Minghui's neck, desperately squeezed out two words from his throat: "Let go..."

The sound was too small to be heard at all.

"You are dreaming!"

Minghui refused to let go, gritted her teeth and wanted to push the hairpin into his neck a little more, but she was weak, and being pinched by the man like this, she almost rolled her eyes and passed out.

After Fu Ziyuan dealt with the man in front of him, he quickly pulled out the hairpin and forced it towards the other man's eyes.

The young man's expression was cold, his body full of murderous intent, he held the hairpin and mercilessly pierced it into the man's eyes, the sound of the hairpin piercing his flesh and blood was particularly crisp.

The hairpin slid into the man's right eye with perfect precision, causing his entire face to contort in pain, and the hand that was pinching Minghui loosened.

"go to hell!"

Fu Ziyuan pressed forward step by step, pulled out the hairpin and plunged it into the man's neck mercilessly. The man's eyes widened in horror immediately, and a moaning sound like a trapped animal came out of his throat.

But he could only struggle to the death, helpless.

The main artery in the man's neck had been cut by Fu Ziyuan, and blood spurted out like a well, staining the clothes of the two of them red.

He let out a last whimper of pain from his throat and died.

It fell straight down towards the back.

The throat is still bubbling with blood, and the blood is dripping all over the body, which is shocking.

Fu Wenjing was so frightened by this scene that her face turned extremely pale, and she curled up there with her arms folded, trembling all over. Minghui frowned displeasedly, and pulled her up from the ground.

Minghui looked at her indifferently and said, "What are you afraid of? If you want to live, you have to go through everything."

If Fu Yuejun saw that the children of the Fu family were so timid, he would definitely be angry.

(End of this chapter)