Strongest Guard

They wore shabby clothes, and their faces were filled with the vicissitudes of life that did not match their age, just like the short courtyard house behind them.    

These were Sui Yueyue's parents.    

On the eve of the Spring Festival the year before their deaths, Sui Yueyue, who worked at Kaihuang Group, took pictures of them using her cellphone after she came home.    

Whether Sui Yueyue was scheming or not, it didn't matter that she complained many times about why her parents weren't rich. But one thing she did well was that she loved her parents very much and was also very filial to them.    

With parents, life has its origins.    

With his parents gone, he would only have a way home.    

In the past, no matter how deep the wounds Sui Yueyue had suffered in the outside world, she only needed to think about her loving parents and she would strengthen herself. She would grit her teeth and continue walking towards her goal of becoming a superior.    

It was because her parents were also there at that time.    

A home with parents is a harbor where a child can recuperate after being injured.    

His parents were gone?    

The child's life was left with only the path of return.    

No one could use their callused hands to caress her hair and comfort her softly when she was injured.    

There was only the cold — the grave, and the hatred!    

Tears suddenly flowed out of Sui Yueyue's eyes.    

Before meeting Sister Lian, she had warned herself repeatedly that she mustn't cry.    

She was going to laugh.    

Laughing, he allowed this black-hearted cousin to die miserably in endless regret, fear, and pain.    

If that was the case, would her parents' souls in heaven rest in peace?    

However, when Sister Lian looked at the photo and curled her lips in disdain, saying that these were just a pair of mud legs, what qualifications did she have to get to know them? Only then did Sui Yueyue realize her mistake.    

She shouldn't have played the current game of bridge with this reckless cousin of hers.    

For people like Sister Lian, they should use the most direct and brutal way!    

That way, she would be able to avoid harming her long-dead parents before she died.    

"Dad, Mom, I was wrong. I'm sorry."    

Sui Yueyue closed her eyes. While she was speaking in a low voice in her heart, she heard Sister Lian ask curiously, "Miss Sui, why are you crying?"    

"The two in the photo are my dead parents."    

Sui Yueyue picked up a napkin and gently wiped her delicate face. She opened her eyes and smiled at Sister Lian. "Moreover, they all died in your hands."    

"What?"    

Sister Lian froze for a moment as she finally realized that something wasn't right.    

Subconsciously, she was about to stand up.    

However, the moment her butt left the chair, she felt dizzy and plopped down on top of it.    

After that, she felt as if billions of ants were coming out of her limbs and bones, devouring every bit of her flesh and blood. It made her feel extremely empty, as if she needed something that she couldn't even talk about to fill her stomach.    

That thing had nothing to do with men.    

It was only because this emptiness did not come from the body, but from the mind.    

This emptiness, which seemed to be able to completely disintegrate her body in the next moment, forced Sister Lian to abruptly grab her neck before she slowly slipped out of the chair and landed on the ground.    

Her mouth was wide open as she panted heavily as if she was riding a roller coaster — there were no words to describe Sister Lian's current pain.    

And happiness.    

Similarly, there was no happiness that could be described with words.    

It was painful, joyful, and badly in need of something she didn't even know herself. This feeling made her bang her head against the chair, and she did her best to roll her eyes, making the hens hiss as they breathed.    

Vaguely, she seemed to hear Sui Yueyue saying, "Is this the power of number nine? Not bad, I am very satisfied. "    

"Number nine? What number nine? "    

Just as Sister Lian's mind was about to go blank, something suddenly appeared in her mouth.    

Cigarettes.    

Instinctively, she inhaled.    

Suddenly, billions of ants were swept away by a broom. Then, cool water was sprinkled on top of the broom. The irritation on their faces disappeared as they felt refreshed. This was her true reaction after taking a sip.    

Feeling extremely comfortable, she couldn't help but let out a low cry. She didn't want to move a single inch, and only wanted to immerse herself in the ease of experiencing extreme pain.    

However, there was a foot that kicked her heavily under her ribs, causing her to scream out in pain. She abruptly opened her eyes, flipped over and sat up from the ground.    

Only now did she realize that she was lying on the ground.    

Gillan, who was standing behind Sui Yueyue, was standing right next to her, looking down at her.    

"What … What happened to me just now?"    

Sister Lian asked subconsciously after being stunned for a moment.    

Sui Yueyue's voice came from behind a table that she couldn't see. "How did it feel?"    

"How do you feel?"    

Sister Lian blurted out these words before suddenly realizing something. She shrieked, "Little bitch, you were the one who tampered with the red wine!"    

Although Sister Lian was in desperate need of energy, her IQ was not low at all.    

After hearing Sui Yueyue's question, he immediately realized that there was something wrong with the red wine.    

Before she could finish her sentence, Gillan lifted her foot and kicked her heavily in the chin.    

Gillan was wearing military leather shoes, and no one would be able to stand kicking her ruthlessly under the chin.    

This was especially true for a pampered lady like Sister Lian. She immediately screamed and fell to the ground, face up. She opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. Two of her teeth had been spat out.    

Gillan then lifted her foot and stepped on her neck, forcing her to be unable to utter a single word.    

She didn't like anyone and scolded Sui Yueyue.    

"Gillan, what happened to her just now?"    

The tears on Sui Yueyue's face had dried a long time ago. She slowly swirled the wine cup and looked at the blood in it. Her eyes lit up as she watched the traces of red left on the wall of the wine cup.    

When her ugly expression turned ugly, she grabbed onto her own neck and slipped out from under the chair. Sui Yueyue also left the chair, picked up the bottle of white wine, and the two wine cups.    

When Sister Lian suffered indescribable pain, she had already lost all sense of time.    

However, Gillan was calculating the time it would take for her to develop the poison, as well as carefully observing the changes in her pupils.    

In this period of time, about ten minutes had passed.    

Ten minutes was enough for Sui Yueyue to raise her glass and toast her parents. She would quietly cry to the spirits of the two elders to rest in peace, and after making her enemies suffer the pain of living a life worse than death for at least half a month, she would forcefully dig out their hearts and bring them back to the graves of the two elders.    

When Gillan realized that if she didn't give Sister Lian the antidote, she would die just like that, Sui Yueyue had already finished her memorial service, dried her tears, tidied up her clothes, and once again sat on the chair like a queen, enjoying the beautiful life before her.    

"The pupils have been enlarging and shrinking irregularly. Her pupils dilate as her heart expands. When the heart returns to blood, the pupil responds by shrinking — it turns out that Nine can kill a person in twelve minutes. And Number 10's neutralizing effect is also not in accordance with the laboratory's initial report. "    

Half a year's time was enough for Gillan to become a 'senior' drug detectability expert. She didn't need any testing equipment. From Sister Lian's clinical reaction, she could determine the neutralization degree between No.9 and No.10, which was not in accordance with the laboratory 's report.    

According to the preliminary report from the laboratory, after being consumed, Number Nine should be even better than Number One …    

As for number 10 who could neutralize number nine, five minutes later, he would be separated from the beauty of number nine after being sucked in by someone.    

If it was used on Sister Lian, be it No.9 or No.10, the medicinal properties would be far greater than what the laboratory had reported.    

Sister Lian could live no more than 12 minutes after consuming No.9. However, when No.9 should have been neutralized, making it impossible for her to awaken after five minutes, the effect was obvious.    

"Hur hur, that's nothing."    

Sui Yueyue chuckled and said, "Originally, there was a big discrepancy in theory and practice. It was I who stopped them from experimenting with the two new products, because I wanted to use them on Lady Lian. "This way, we can save money to find the medicine men for us."    

Medicine men were "talent" that could only be found in Golden Triangle, Silver Triangle, and Jin Xinyue's three major poison refining bases.    

These kinds of people were usually extremely short of money and were forced into desperate straits by others.    

The poison production base provided them with a way to become rich, which was to have them voluntarily register as pharmacists to experiment with new drugs.    

In modern society, the renewal of any commodity is extremely fast.    

Drugs could also be considered one of the tens of thousands of drugs. In order to meet the increasing demands of the large number of drug users, the drug production base had to constantly develop new drugs to meet the market.    

New drugs are developed and marketed in a rigorous "clinical practice", where the drug seeker tries out the drug and finds the most suitable product for the addicts.    

At the unwritten market price, each pharmacist would be paid around one hundred thousand dollars.    

Some drug users could even take a hundred thousand dollars to enjoy a happy life after testing their drugs.    

However, there were some who died by kicking their legs in the middle of their actions.    

After the medicine man died, the drug lord would not swallow his "practice fee," but would find a way to find his family and give them the money.    

No drug lord would covet the practice fees of a drug refiner.    

Each of these lines had their own rules and regulations, and they were all particular about them.    

It is not auspicious for a druggist to practice death and then embezzle his practice expenses.    

After the laboratory developed two products, it immediately applied to Sui Yueyue for a pharmacist transfer, but she rejected it.    

She felt that letting Sister Lian become a pharmacist was the best choice.    

Whether Sister Lian died during the test, or caused her hidden ailments to become disabled, Sui Yueyue would be satisfied.    

Sister Lian's luck was pretty good.    

He didn't die in the first round of the test, and he could still wake up quickly.    

In fact, she might as well have died on the spot.    

"You, just who are you!"    

Sister Lian, who was struggling nonstop, finally asked this question.    

"Gillan, help Lady Lian up. I'll be sorry if I can't see the wonderful expression on her face. "    

Following Sui Yueyue's instructions, Gillan grabbed Sister Lian's hair and placed her on the chair.    

"Bitch, who are you? Why are you doing this to me? "Aren't you afraid of being punished by the law?"    

Sister Lian gritted her teeth, looking extremely terrifying.    

Sui Yueyue, however, found it laughable. "I can't believe that even a lady now believes in the law," she said.    

Sui Yueyue's gaze was fixed on Sister Lian as she asked in a hoarse voice, "surnamed Lian, do you remember that on the 21st of August last year, after you lost your bag at Qingshan Station and were picked up by a girl, they entrusted you with the task of calling her and asking you for the bag?"    

"I, I don't remember."    

Sister Lian shook her head vigorously.    

She had done a lot of things for him. He had given her his bag out of kindness, but she had taken his hair and beat him up. There was really no need for him to remember.    

"Alright."    

Sui Yueyue bit her lips and said coldly, "You should at least remember that you killed Sui Dajun who was in a hospital in Beijing, right?"