Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Yes, she can't die, she has to find the antidote to save him.

With strength bursting out from nowhere, her hand with one finger missing tightly grasped the snake's head that was trying to attack her carotid artery.

Pull it up and throw it to the ground.

She curled up in the corner again, hugged herself tightly, buried her head between her knees, and let those cold-blooded animals strangle her body.

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The blast hole revealed a hellish world to everyone.

On the underground floor, there were cages holding the victims. Seventy or eighty people had already been transferred away, so the space was empty.

Lin Yu raised his eyebrows and smiled secretly, his men were quite quick in their actions.

As long as there is no witness or evidence, it doesn't matter even if the police arrive. After Mr. Han finishes viewing the fourth underground floor, he will immediately burn everything down.

"Lin Yu, are you in your seventies or eighties? You're walking so slowly. Hurry up, to the fourth floor!"

Han Guanshan had a cigarette in his mouth, puffing continuously. His tangled thoughts became increasingly tense as he approached the fourth floor.

Chen was not far behind Han Guanshan. As long as he was willing to draw his gun, he could kill him with one shot with his superb marksmanship.

He stared at the back of Han Guanshan's head, twirling his fingertips with a dark look in his eyes.

Kill her and she will be safe.

But a large number of clues will be disconnected.

Drug control is not a network that can be recovered overnight, but a battlefield for which generations have fought and even sacrificed their lives.

Chen Fang clenched his fists, his eyes hiding the redness, and in a helpless corner where no one else could see, he gritted his teeth and swallowed it.

Not many people came down, and the pace of a few people was getting faster and faster without them noticing.

When they were almost at the fourth floor, Lin Yu had to jog to keep up with the three men's fast-moving legs.

The entire fourth floor was empty; the crowd had been evacuated, leaving only a few ugly, crushed masks on the ground.

When they saw the row of cages, they all stopped in their tracks.

The wolf is growling, the drugged man is masturbating crazily, and there is half a foot in the crocodile's bloody mouth...

It seemed that at this moment, all the powerful people in the past became timid.

They didn't dare to take a step forward, fearing that they would see a scene that they could not bear. Only Fu Haitang did not hesitate for a second and ran directly towards the snake cage.

Chen Fang followed behind, taking out a saber from his pocket as he walked, gripping the hilt tightly, his entire arm as tense as an arrow string.

Han Guanshan stopped where he was, staring at the cage. He couldn't help but move forward half a step, but stopped timidly again.

When he went crazy, he didn't even care about his own life, but at this moment he seemed to have suddenly lost his sense of security. He had nowhere to put his hands, so he could only put them in his trouser pockets, tightly holding the gun inside.

She paused, watching the two men walk towards her.

There was a hissing sound coming from the cage. There were more than twenty snakes, some hanging in the air, and some entangled in the wire mesh.

The white coat was covered in bloodstains, which spread outward in small pieces and also soaked into Fu Haitang's dark eyes.

In his eyes, her small body was lying on the ground, and her breathing was almost invisible.

The slender hand was crawling on the ground, wrapped in dirty gauze, with only four fingers left, and the wrist was so pale and thin that it seemed like it would break if touched.

The snake spit out its tongue and coiled around her.

Although there was no hail of bullets, Chen Fang was struck in the heart by the scene before him. It was too late to regret.

Zhou Qingye grabbed Lin Yu's neck mercilessly and pulled him to the cage. "Take the key! Open it!"

The iron gate was creaked open, and Fu Haitang stepped in and knelt beside her, as if he could not see the snakes with bared fangs.

Reach out and pull the snake off her body.

Afraid that the snake would bite her again, he grasped the snake's head with his hand, collected its fangs in his palm, and threw them out of the cage one by one.

Her hair was covered with blood on the side of her face. With shaking hands, he carefully tucked it behind her ears and called her softly, "Baby."

"I'm here, can you look at me?"

"I'm sorry, I should be faster."

Chen Fang held a saber and chopped off the snakes that tried to attack the two men, while also noting down the species of the snakes for preparation of serum.

Zhou Qingye looked inside the cage and was stunned for a moment.

Obviously, he had done much worse things than this, so this was just a small scene. But at this moment, his breathing was extremely disordered, and he slightly opened his lips and looked at Han Guanshan who was standing far away with a trembling voice.

"Brother...Sister Qi, she, she."

Han Guanshan had a blank expression on his face. He blinked for a long time before blinking. His voice, which was smoked by tobacco, was extremely heavy and hoarse. "Is he dead?"

Zhou Qingye looked down again.

"Not dead, but...very miserable. Almost dying."

Han Guanshan's protruding Adam's apple moved deeply, his face still tense and emotionless, and he began to walk towards the cage.

He stood outside the cage, staring blankly at the little figure on the ground who seemed to have been drained of blood. He had thought about meeting her again. She was bright, flamboyant, sexy and domineering.

She should have glared at him and said, "Han Guanshan, you still have the nerve to come back?"

"Han Guanshan, you should go to the eighteenth level of hell!"

But the only thing it shouldn't be is covered in blood, lifeless, pale and fragile.

Not only could she not raise her chin to scold him, she even had trouble breathing.

Han Guanshan turned his head to the side, hiding the emotions that shouldn't belong to him in his eyes, bit his lips until they bled, and forced himself not to be soft-hearted.

Lin Yu on the side was even more confused. Didn’t Han Guanshan like to torture people the most?

Why doesn't he smile?