Chapter 1859 Please, Please Go Away!

So, she ran to find Mrs. Jones, but... she still underestimated the other party's ruthlessness.

Murong Mian pulled Mrs. Murong out, then let her go, and let her sit on the ground without caring, and turned to Mrs. Jones who was still twitching and foaming.

At this time, she had scratched the exposed skin to a bloody mess, and the whole person was almost unconscious.

She lay on the ground, hitting the ground with her head.

People who take drugs for the first time may die if they can't make it.

Especially Mrs. Jones is preparing for the kind of new drugs that will make you addicted once and can't quit for life. I guess only she knows the pain and torture.

Murong Mian looked at her coldly, grabbed Mrs. Jones's clothes, and then threw her into the box where Mrs. Murong had just been lying.

As soon as she lay down, snakes and insects immediately crawled on her, especially her body. The bloody smell was very strong, and the exposed wounds on her arms and neck kept bleeding. Soon, the wounds were crawling with insects.

Mrs. Jones rolled around inside, twitching and wailing. For her, this was probably what it meant to be below.

She wanted to seize the Murong family, torture Mrs. Murong, and make Murong Mian live a life worse than death.

However, all the things she prepared for them now fell on her.

Mrs. Murong said to him, "Go, go quickly..."

Murong Mian did not move. He checked the basement and emptied out all the things in Mrs. Jones's bag, but he did not find what he was looking for. He asked, "Where is the medicine?"

Mrs. Murong's breathing became more and more rapid, and her lips began to turn purple. She shook her head, "I'm fine, I'm not poisoned at all, she was... lying to you."

Murong Mian glanced at the unconscious Mrs. Jones, squinted her eyes, walked over, picked her up, and searched all the places on her body where she could hide things, but still found nothing. She threw her down in disgust.

He looked at his hands, feeling sick.

Murong Mian rudely pulled Mrs. Murong up: "Let's go to the hospital."

Since there is no antidote, we can only go to the hospital quickly. If he can save her, he will save her. If he can't, that's her fate.

He has done his best. If she still dies, that's her fate.

Mrs. Murong shook her head and panted: "Lan... Randy, I'm very happy that you can come. Go quickly and don't worry about me. If you don't go, it will be too late..."

Murong Mian said coldly: "Can you shut up and talk less."

"Please, go quickly, Randy..."

Murong Mian ignored her, dragged her with one hand, picked up the urn on the ground with the other hand, and was about to go up.

But after a few steps, he slowly retreated again.

The black muzzle of the gun was less than two meters away from him. He retreated and the gun also went down.

Murong Mian retreated back to the original place and slowly put Mrs. Murong down.

Mrs. Murong looked at the people coming down from the front and felt very annoyed. If she hadn't acted impulsively, he wouldn't have fallen into such a dangerous situation now. It was all her fault.

Murong Mian's eyes were fixed on the four people coming down from above. The middle-aged man standing in the middle was wearing a well-made handmade suit and tie. He was slightly fat. Walking on the street, he must have looked like the gentleman advertised here.

The three people around him, each of them had a gun in their hands, and the muzzles of the guns were all pointed at him.