Wei Zizhen said in a low voice: "Since he is not afraid of pain, give him some itch! The newly bought itchy thing in the Middle East can give him a try!"

It is a viral drug. After taking it, people will feel countless insects crawling all over their bodies. In English, Wei Zizhen and others have always called it a slight itchy. This kind of thing is very effective against some disobedient opponents. Wei Zizhen's secret basement has done a lot of things. [fei su zw26nbsp;]

Wei Zizhen looked at the dead soldier and sneered: "There is no one in front of me, Wei Zizhen, who doesn't want to speak. Unless the dead, I will not let you die! If you can't stand it, beg for mercy earlier to avoid being disabled. No matter how much money you have, you will not be happy for the rest of your life."

The dead man's eyes were no longer colored.

Wei Zizhen turned around and left.

He returned to the mansion to change his clothes, but his arms still hurt very much. His arm was soaked because he had been gunshot wounds before and had been scooping water so constantly yesterday. The injured position is now very painful.

He couldn't care about so much. Although he had been in a turbulent past years, he had suffered a lot.

He had endured too many things in his heart, and he was not so vicious when he was born. He had been in this circle for a long time and knew that if he didn't take action first and was not crueler than others, he would die. He had long been used to the world where the strong prey on the weak.

He, Wei Zizhen, has always been a strong man.

He doesn't want to be a weak person himself. Weakness and weakness mean that he will be meat from a mermaid.

Wei Zizhen changed her clothes and sprayed a little perfume. After confirming that there was no smell of blood in the basement, she went out and drove into the car to the villa in the suburbs.

Wei Zizhen's car drove to the villa, and along the way, the bodyguards on both sides bowed and greeted him. Wei Zizhen got out of the car and went straight to Lan Ruoqing's bedroom. She was still asleep with a very bad face. She looked much thinner. She murmured with a hoarseness: "Don't leave me alone."

Such an isolated and helpless voice,

Wei Zizhen looked at her, she was still asleep. Wei Zizhen held her hand, and even though she fell asleep, she was still having a nightmare.

Wei Zizhen gently kissed her little face. It seemed that only when she was asleep would she not give him a cold face and would let him kiss gently.

Wei Zizhen didn't know how long it would take for this haze to completely dissipate from her heart.

He will wait, keep waiting.

This woman was the first person to let him take off his mask and speak in his heart. This woman was pregnant with his child, a child created by their blood, and a witness to their being together.

Wei Zizhen gently stroked Lan Ruoqing's face. She slept so heavily and vomited all day long, and she was extremely thin.

When I went out, I heard Ren's mother say, "Miss Lan has been having nightmares even though she has been unable to fall asleep these days. The doctor said that although the high-end calming medicine has no side effects, it is probably dependent if you use it too much, so it is still not recommended to use it frequently."

Wei Zizhen asked her, "Did you say anything else effective?"

Ren's mother shook her head and said, "Miss Lan is pregnant now, and essential oils and other things can easily cause miscarriage. However, there was a folk method in my hometown earlier, which was to pick fresh acacia flowers from the century-old acacia tree on sunny days, then dry them and make them into pillows, which can calm the mind."
Chapter completed!