However, using this knowledge to develop drugs is twice the result with half the effort. It is always easier to kill people quickly than to save people. He smiled with a self-deprecating smile and stood condescendingly on the head of the bed. His tall figure blocked the light, completely covering Ryusuke's face in the shadows.
Ryusuke's face was gray, his nose was swelling, and in February weather, his forehead was sweating and he said tremblingly: I warn you Ah, if you really have a needle, you will never think about it in your life. I will tell you that... Where is that Asami Yu? I will do what I say!
Qingxiao smiled silently, a few strands of black hair hung down, blocking his eyes, and said quietly: I also hope you can resist telling me, this can prove that human willpower can really defeat drugs, but unfortunately, it usually takes less than half an hour, even the most stubborn bandit can't help crying and begging for mercy
The translucent liquid sways slightly in the syringe, and the light flashes with a sensational and strange luster, and a kind of lingering sadness in the coldness: This is my work, I call it Dm, Destruction, Doom, Doom, Last Judgment, Everything is good, large doses of sucking can make people addicted at one time, and the intravenous injection is more effective, very precious things, I only provide it to Sanada group to deal with particularly difficult opponents, of course, in return, Sanada group gave me a lot of what I want
For example, you said this resolutely and stabbed the needle quickly and accurately into the vein vessels of Ryusuke's arm.
Ryusuke finally screamed unstoppably, trying to avoid it frantically, but the greatest resistance he could make was to shake his head and hissing: Don't do this, I beg you all... I beg you all...
Just as he was shouting, all the potion had been injected into his body, Kiyoko smiled coldly, got up and left, letting Ryusuke lie on the bed and vomit.
Looking at his expression, it seemed as if he was going to vomit all the bile, but it only caused a choking and a long time to recover. He cursed: You bastard! Madman! Bastard! I fuck you! Fuck you to death! Wait and see, I will make you regret giving birth!...
Qingxiao sat on an antique chair, closed her eyes and said lightly: I advise you to take a break. You will be called out later. Be careful to scream.
Ryusuke was stunned and continued to curse Qingxiao and turned a deaf ear. What he had to do was already done, and all that was left was waiting.
wait
He's already used to waiting
In the past three years, all he can do is wait
He held the hardwood armrests of the antique chair tightly. The hard wood was unknowingly cut by the nails. The sting on his hands reminded him. He slowly let go of his hand, took a deep breath, and forced himself to smile.
This time, he believed that he wouldn't wait too long
As expected, he hadn't waited for a long time, his screams slowly lowered, his tight limbs relaxed, and his face showed an intoxicated look. The angry scolding gradually turned into a moan of enjoyment and addicted face. His trance-like eyes, he had seen too much in this situation, and he felt disgusted. He jumped up and walked to the window, lifted up the dark red curtains like blood, and stared at the purple sky outside.
It's dusk
The street lights have already lit up in the buildings, and the lights are also lit up one after another, illuminating the vast sky of their lives. Some are reuniting, some are rushing, some are having sex, and some are venting
And he was in a room that had not been inhabited for a long time, next to him was a man taking drugs and the ashes of a dead woman.
The fine snow is still falling quietly, falling in this loveless world
After scolding, drunk, struggle, scolding, struggling, struggling, and struggling. After a few twists and turns, Ryusuke finally exhausted his energy and had time to run out. He looked at the same time. Qingxiao pondered for a moment, unscrewed the flame ring on his middle finger, poured out some white powder, lit a cigarette, and slowly roasted it. The room suddenly filled with a strange fragrance of mandala flowers.
That is the special fragrance powder hell gate that induces the attack of Dm drug addiction. Isn’t it opened by the flame?
After a while, Ryusuke snorted, his breathing began to become rapid and Qingxiao looked at his watch and said indifferently: The timing began to hope that you can support the human limit for more than half an hour.
The fragrance is filled with misty breath of death, the black mandala flower is originally blooming near the execution ground, nourishing and blooming with blood, watching the disappearance of life coldly
Ryusuke's body was twisting uneasyly, the amplitude was getting bigger and bigger. Cold sweat slowly soaked his whole body. He still wanted to struggle, but he couldn't move his hands. He tried hard to kick his feet but couldn't fall into place. The curtain of the bed was soft and tough. The more he struggled, the tighter he was tied, the tighter he was under his body. Under his head was a soft pillow. The bed board was still far from his body. No matter how violent his movements were, it could not hurt him at all. But looking at his appearance, he would rather have something rough to scratch him. It seemed that there was a beast hidden in his heart, and he was about to break out of his chest.
The gritted teeth finally opened, and he let out a sharp roar, as if the magic sound was piercing the ears.
Once the drug addiction occurs, it can no longer stop the shrill roar. The cry echoes in this cold snowy night. The dim light reflects the pale ashes on the ground. Cooperating with the miserable call, the whole room is as straight as the hell of the world, Qingxiao sat alone on an antique chair, holding his forehead with his hands, and closing his eyes a little tiredly.
Ryusuke's screams gradually became weaker, his voice became hoarse due to the long roar, and his whole body was sweating profusely, as if it was fished out of the water, and he gasped quickly and suddenly roared: Give it to me! Damn it, I will tell you what you want to know! Give me that damn medicine! Quick!
His blood-covered eyes stared at Qingxiao fiercely, and he was full of anger, like a beast that was about to choose a person to eat.
Qingxiao did not look up at him, but looked at his watch and said calmly: You have only been so tough after ten minutes, you should have lasted at least half an hour.
Ryusuke was stunned and suddenly whimpered, making a series of vague and difficult to distinguish curses. His body was bouncing in despair like a fish. Even the hardwood bed posts made a sound. This round of struggle could be described as earth-shaking. All the tears and snots were gone. The neat mattress made the curses, howlings and cries slowly turned into begging, with blood on the sound, and weeping: It was my fault, please give it to me!
Please, I will give you whatever you want!
Please, give it to me!
Give it to me, please...
Please...
……
Qingxiao slowly closed his eyes, and the past came to his face, making him unable to help but tremble in the bloody dusk. When the sunset was setting, he heard the whine with his own ears:
Please, save me!
Save me!
……
The miserable cry pierced the sky like a sharp sword, and it was still echoing in his ears and tears were about to flow out, but he forced himself back and bit his arm suddenly, until blood blew out in that unforgettable day. In the secret room full of monitors, lovers used this way to force themselves to wake up and tell him that he loved him
With sad tenderness, he licked the bitter tears of blood on his arm and the familiar smell of blood, awakening the smell of love in memory, he staggered up, slapped Ryusuke in the face, and said sternly: Tell me, where is Xiaoyu?
Ryusuke's lost eyes woke up for a moment due to the pain and murmured: In South America, he is in South America...Ah, give me medicine!
**************
Kiyoko hugged his arms with both hands, and looked coldly at Ryusuke in the corner. He had already injected Dm again, and his arm joints were also connected, but he was still timid and hid in the corner, like a poor puppy door, but he had no courage to escape. He hugged his head and peeked at Kiyoko from time to time, his eyes were full of fear and begging. The domineering young master no longer knew where he was going.
Really, I only know that they are in South America, but I don’t know where they are... Ah Ren doesn’t like others to disturb him, so I can’t do anything about him...
I don't know how many times he repeated this answer, he licked his dry and bleeding lips, not daring to complain at all
Kiyoko sighed, it seemed that the only thing was that his intention to leave was so obvious. Ryusuke suddenly pounced on him, hugged his feet, and said tremblingly: Please, please...
He couldn't continue, but Qingxiao already knew what he meant and smiled and said: Do you still want it?
Ryusuke showed an ecstatic expression on his face and nodded repeatedly
Qingxiao smiled and dragged a suitcase from under the bed. Opened it with small bags of fine white powder. So much is enough for you to use it for half a year. If you can keep the same amount of it all the time
Ryusuke stared at the powder tightly, and his joy slowly turned into hatred, with a complex expression
Kiyoshi smiled: Actually, you can find ways to get rid of it, such as finding other drugs to replace Ah, or asking your subordinates to help develop drug rehabilitation drugs. Didn’t Asami’s family start with drugs? There are a lot of people in the laboratory or researchers, so just make up their minds to quit it.
Under the light, his smile seemed mysterious and erratic: If you can't do it, you can give the medicine to your wife for care. Don't you respect your wife very much? By the way, she has your children, and it is very likely that you are a boy. Think about you having such a happy family. For them, you should also try to quit drugs. Give the drugs to your wife and let her help you quit. Tell her that no matter how you want to suck, you can't hold on to you. Hope is ahead. At that time, the sun will be brighter, and your relationship will be better because of the hardships they have experienced together. Look, what a bright road I have pointed you.
Ryusuke remained silent, but tears gradually emerged in his eyes. He heard the coldness and ridicule in his voice.
As if touched by the tears, Qingxiao squatted down and stared at him for a while, whispering in his ear, every word was clear, full of bloody resentment and hatred: Of course, if you can't do it, then you can't blame me. I didn't kill them all, right?
Qingxiao stood up straight, walked to the window, suddenly turned around and smiled, whispering: Take care, live well, think about me more if you have time
With a loud bang, the thick blood-colored curtain was pulled open by him vigorously, as if the curtain of a big show was opened. The long-clogged window finally opened. The cold wind brought snowflakes to the face, bringing cold comfort between heaven and earth, Qingxiao took a deep breath, turned over and jumped out of the window, and disappeared into the vast snow and snow.
It was already dark, and his footprints were left on the balcony on the second floor, gradually being covered with white snowflakes, without a trace.
**********
Note: Black Mandala: Flower language is unpredictable darkness, death, and wandering love are worthy of filial piety
Ryusuke's face was gray, his nose was swelling, and in February weather, his forehead was sweating and he said tremblingly: I warn you Ah, if you really have a needle, you will never think about it in your life. I will tell you that... Where is that Asami Yu? I will do what I say!
Qingxiao smiled silently, a few strands of black hair hung down, blocking his eyes, and said quietly: I also hope you can resist telling me, this can prove that human willpower can really defeat drugs, but unfortunately, it usually takes less than half an hour, even the most stubborn bandit can't help crying and begging for mercy
The translucent liquid sways slightly in the syringe, and the light flashes with a sensational and strange luster, and a kind of lingering sadness in the coldness: This is my work, I call it Dm, Destruction, Doom, Doom, Last Judgment, Everything is good, large doses of sucking can make people addicted at one time, and the intravenous injection is more effective, very precious things, I only provide it to Sanada group to deal with particularly difficult opponents, of course, in return, Sanada group gave me a lot of what I want
For example, you said this resolutely and stabbed the needle quickly and accurately into the vein vessels of Ryusuke's arm.
Ryusuke finally screamed unstoppably, trying to avoid it frantically, but the greatest resistance he could make was to shake his head and hissing: Don't do this, I beg you all... I beg you all...
Just as he was shouting, all the potion had been injected into his body, Kiyoko smiled coldly, got up and left, letting Ryusuke lie on the bed and vomit.
Looking at his expression, it seemed as if he was going to vomit all the bile, but it only caused a choking and a long time to recover. He cursed: You bastard! Madman! Bastard! I fuck you! Fuck you to death! Wait and see, I will make you regret giving birth!...
Qingxiao sat on an antique chair, closed her eyes and said lightly: I advise you to take a break. You will be called out later. Be careful to scream.
Ryusuke was stunned and continued to curse Qingxiao and turned a deaf ear. What he had to do was already done, and all that was left was waiting.
wait
He's already used to waiting
In the past three years, all he can do is wait
He held the hardwood armrests of the antique chair tightly. The hard wood was unknowingly cut by the nails. The sting on his hands reminded him. He slowly let go of his hand, took a deep breath, and forced himself to smile.
This time, he believed that he wouldn't wait too long
As expected, he hadn't waited for a long time, his screams slowly lowered, his tight limbs relaxed, and his face showed an intoxicated look. The angry scolding gradually turned into a moan of enjoyment and addicted face. His trance-like eyes, he had seen too much in this situation, and he felt disgusted. He jumped up and walked to the window, lifted up the dark red curtains like blood, and stared at the purple sky outside.
It's dusk
The street lights have already lit up in the buildings, and the lights are also lit up one after another, illuminating the vast sky of their lives. Some are reuniting, some are rushing, some are having sex, and some are venting
And he was in a room that had not been inhabited for a long time, next to him was a man taking drugs and the ashes of a dead woman.
The fine snow is still falling quietly, falling in this loveless world
After scolding, drunk, struggle, scolding, struggling, struggling, and struggling. After a few twists and turns, Ryusuke finally exhausted his energy and had time to run out. He looked at the same time. Qingxiao pondered for a moment, unscrewed the flame ring on his middle finger, poured out some white powder, lit a cigarette, and slowly roasted it. The room suddenly filled with a strange fragrance of mandala flowers.
That is the special fragrance powder hell gate that induces the attack of Dm drug addiction. Isn’t it opened by the flame?
After a while, Ryusuke snorted, his breathing began to become rapid and Qingxiao looked at his watch and said indifferently: The timing began to hope that you can support the human limit for more than half an hour.
The fragrance is filled with misty breath of death, the black mandala flower is originally blooming near the execution ground, nourishing and blooming with blood, watching the disappearance of life coldly
Ryusuke's body was twisting uneasyly, the amplitude was getting bigger and bigger. Cold sweat slowly soaked his whole body. He still wanted to struggle, but he couldn't move his hands. He tried hard to kick his feet but couldn't fall into place. The curtain of the bed was soft and tough. The more he struggled, the tighter he was tied, the tighter he was under his body. Under his head was a soft pillow. The bed board was still far from his body. No matter how violent his movements were, it could not hurt him at all. But looking at his appearance, he would rather have something rough to scratch him. It seemed that there was a beast hidden in his heart, and he was about to break out of his chest.
The gritted teeth finally opened, and he let out a sharp roar, as if the magic sound was piercing the ears.
Once the drug addiction occurs, it can no longer stop the shrill roar. The cry echoes in this cold snowy night. The dim light reflects the pale ashes on the ground. Cooperating with the miserable call, the whole room is as straight as the hell of the world, Qingxiao sat alone on an antique chair, holding his forehead with his hands, and closing his eyes a little tiredly.
Ryusuke's screams gradually became weaker, his voice became hoarse due to the long roar, and his whole body was sweating profusely, as if it was fished out of the water, and he gasped quickly and suddenly roared: Give it to me! Damn it, I will tell you what you want to know! Give me that damn medicine! Quick!
His blood-covered eyes stared at Qingxiao fiercely, and he was full of anger, like a beast that was about to choose a person to eat.
Qingxiao did not look up at him, but looked at his watch and said calmly: You have only been so tough after ten minutes, you should have lasted at least half an hour.
Ryusuke was stunned and suddenly whimpered, making a series of vague and difficult to distinguish curses. His body was bouncing in despair like a fish. Even the hardwood bed posts made a sound. This round of struggle could be described as earth-shaking. All the tears and snots were gone. The neat mattress made the curses, howlings and cries slowly turned into begging, with blood on the sound, and weeping: It was my fault, please give it to me!
Please, I will give you whatever you want!
Please, give it to me!
Give it to me, please...
Please...
……
Qingxiao slowly closed his eyes, and the past came to his face, making him unable to help but tremble in the bloody dusk. When the sunset was setting, he heard the whine with his own ears:
Please, save me!
Save me!
……
The miserable cry pierced the sky like a sharp sword, and it was still echoing in his ears and tears were about to flow out, but he forced himself back and bit his arm suddenly, until blood blew out in that unforgettable day. In the secret room full of monitors, lovers used this way to force themselves to wake up and tell him that he loved him
With sad tenderness, he licked the bitter tears of blood on his arm and the familiar smell of blood, awakening the smell of love in memory, he staggered up, slapped Ryusuke in the face, and said sternly: Tell me, where is Xiaoyu?
Ryusuke's lost eyes woke up for a moment due to the pain and murmured: In South America, he is in South America...Ah, give me medicine!
**************
Kiyoko hugged his arms with both hands, and looked coldly at Ryusuke in the corner. He had already injected Dm again, and his arm joints were also connected, but he was still timid and hid in the corner, like a poor puppy door, but he had no courage to escape. He hugged his head and peeked at Kiyoko from time to time, his eyes were full of fear and begging. The domineering young master no longer knew where he was going.
Really, I only know that they are in South America, but I don’t know where they are... Ah Ren doesn’t like others to disturb him, so I can’t do anything about him...
I don't know how many times he repeated this answer, he licked his dry and bleeding lips, not daring to complain at all
Kiyoko sighed, it seemed that the only thing was that his intention to leave was so obvious. Ryusuke suddenly pounced on him, hugged his feet, and said tremblingly: Please, please...
He couldn't continue, but Qingxiao already knew what he meant and smiled and said: Do you still want it?
Ryusuke showed an ecstatic expression on his face and nodded repeatedly
Qingxiao smiled and dragged a suitcase from under the bed. Opened it with small bags of fine white powder. So much is enough for you to use it for half a year. If you can keep the same amount of it all the time
Ryusuke stared at the powder tightly, and his joy slowly turned into hatred, with a complex expression
Kiyoshi smiled: Actually, you can find ways to get rid of it, such as finding other drugs to replace Ah, or asking your subordinates to help develop drug rehabilitation drugs. Didn’t Asami’s family start with drugs? There are a lot of people in the laboratory or researchers, so just make up their minds to quit it.
Under the light, his smile seemed mysterious and erratic: If you can't do it, you can give the medicine to your wife for care. Don't you respect your wife very much? By the way, she has your children, and it is very likely that you are a boy. Think about you having such a happy family. For them, you should also try to quit drugs. Give the drugs to your wife and let her help you quit. Tell her that no matter how you want to suck, you can't hold on to you. Hope is ahead. At that time, the sun will be brighter, and your relationship will be better because of the hardships they have experienced together. Look, what a bright road I have pointed you.
Ryusuke remained silent, but tears gradually emerged in his eyes. He heard the coldness and ridicule in his voice.
As if touched by the tears, Qingxiao squatted down and stared at him for a while, whispering in his ear, every word was clear, full of bloody resentment and hatred: Of course, if you can't do it, then you can't blame me. I didn't kill them all, right?
Qingxiao stood up straight, walked to the window, suddenly turned around and smiled, whispering: Take care, live well, think about me more if you have time
With a loud bang, the thick blood-colored curtain was pulled open by him vigorously, as if the curtain of a big show was opened. The long-clogged window finally opened. The cold wind brought snowflakes to the face, bringing cold comfort between heaven and earth, Qingxiao took a deep breath, turned over and jumped out of the window, and disappeared into the vast snow and snow.
It was already dark, and his footprints were left on the balcony on the second floor, gradually being covered with white snowflakes, without a trace.
**********
Note: Black Mandala: Flower language is unpredictable darkness, death, and wandering love are worthy of filial piety
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