Madam's black history was picked up

Anyajie saw that Huang Mingquan was still hesitant, her eyes swept over Huang Mingquan intentionally or unintentionally, and curled her lips in dissatisfaction.

"You don't want it either. You'll end it before I start."

An Yajie touched Huang Mingquan's sore spot in one sentence. He is good at what he says, but he often has more than enough energy.

Seeing Anyajie in red, Huang Mingquan's whole body seemed to be on fire, he bit it, took the paper bag, tore it open and poured the powder into his mouth with his head raised.

Anyajie crossed her arms, looked at Huang Mingquan with a smile, and counted down in her heart: "Five, four, three..."

In just five seconds, Huang Mingquan's legs gave way and rolled to the ground. Anyajie tore off the crown and threw it on the ground, and tore off her costume and threw it on the ground.

Then he went to strip Huang Mingquan's clothes and dragged him to the bathroom.

Anyajie looked at Huang Mingquan, who was like a puddle of mud, and sneered, "When you wake up, you will feel sour all night."

After dealing with Huang Mingquan, Anyajie took out a large trolley case prepared in advance, dragged Lin Xinyuan out and put it in.

The door of the dressing room was opened a crack, Anyajie poked her head out to look around, and while no one was paying attention, she slipped out and pulled the suitcase.

When someone looked over, they saw a woman wearing sunglasses and a windbreaker, pulling a suitcase and passing by the dressing room. Those who didn't know thought it was some female star.

Anyajie left the set, threw the suitcase into the trunk, started the car and drove off.

At night, when the lights come on, the neon lights are bright.

A woman was standing on the side of a secluded road waiting for a taxi. She was wearing a mask, the hat on her clothes was pulled up and worn on her head, and a large suitcase stood beside her.

If you are more careful, you will find that the position where she is standing happens to be the blind spot of all the cameras.

Anyajie stood there patiently, waiting for about 10 minutes, a taxi slowly came from a distance, and Anyajie hurriedly waved.

As soon as the car stopped, Anyajie opened the back door and sat in.

The driver turned his head and was about to ask, "Where are you going?" A hand suddenly stretched out covered his mouth, and he lost consciousness within a few seconds.

Anyajie got out of the car, put the driver into the trunk, and drove the taxi forward.

Not long after Anyajie left, a figure came out from the darkness.

He glanced at the direction where An Yajie disappeared, and then at the position of the camera, his eyes flickered imperceptibly.

"Second young master is too worried. Such a woman doesn't need other people's protection at all."

Anyajie parked the taxi opposite a KTV. She looked at the time on the dashboard. At eleven o'clock in the evening, Anyajie waited patiently with her arms folded.

When it was almost one o'clock in the morning, a figure staggered out of the gate of KTV. Anyajie twisted her sore neck, started the car and drove towards the gate of KTV.

"Beauty, where are you going? Do you want us to give you a ride?" The three men surrounded An Youyou who was drunk.

"Go away." An Youyou shook off the man's hand, disgust flashed in her eyes.

At this moment, a taxi slowly drove over, An Youyou hurriedly waved, and just as the car stopped, An Youyou got in.

Seeing this, the other men also wanted to follow, stretched out a hand and slammed the car door shut.

"You're looking for death." The man looked at the woman wearing a mask, his eyes gleaming with anger.

"She is my sister. I will pick her up and go home. If you want to follow her again, I will call the police."

The men were shocked by Anyajie's words, but they didn't follow after looking at each other.

Anyajie got into the car, started the car and left.

An Youyou leaned on the seat drunkenly: "Master, go to Qingquan Community."

Anyajie glanced at An Youyou in the endoscope, didn't say a word, increased the accelerator and drove forward.

An Youyou sat at the back in a good mood and hummed a song. She had been in a state of excitement for the past few days. After cleaning up Anyajie, the grievances accumulated in her heart for the past few years also disappeared.

So she came out every night to get drunk, to celebrate Anyajie's destruction and An Youyou's rebirth.

An Youyou hummed a song and glanced out the window, suddenly feeling something was wrong.

"This is not the way to Qingquan Community, where are you taking me?" An Youyou suddenly became alert, and most of the wine was sober.

Anyajie had already driven the car to the place where the taxi driver was robbed, and after the car stopped, she walked towards An Youyou. An Youyou looked at the woman wearing a mask in front of her, and panicked.

"You... what do you want to do, I called someone."

Anyajie leaned in front of An Youyou all of a sudden, with a cold light in her eyes: "You won't have a chance."

An Youyou recognized Anyajie's voice, her eyes widened in horror: "An... Anyajie, save...".

Just as An Youyou was about to shout for help, Anyajie covered her mouth.

After An Yajie put the fainted An Youyou into the suitcase, she took out a small bottle from her pocket and put it under the driver's nose, shaking it.

All her movements were crisp and neat, without any sloppiness. After doing all this, Anyajie pulled the suitcase and disappeared into the night.

The driver slowly opened his eyes, and when he found himself sleeping in the trunk, he screamed out of fright.

"Ah... I hit a ghost..."

The driver scrambled and ran to the car, started the car tremblingly, and drove forward shaking left and right.

An Youyou had a very long dream. She dreamed that she was infected with the virus. She was wearing a striped hospital gown and sitting in front of a huge mirror.

The self in the mirror is constantly changing, from a young and beautiful girl to pale and skinny;
Hair starts to thin out until eventually it all falls out;

Herpes began to grow on the face and neck, and the abscesses all flowed on the body;
The eye sockets are sunken, the teeth are falling out one by one, and the toothless mouth is shriveled, opening and closing.

The self in the mirror was like a devil who came out of hell, An Youyou screamed in horror.

She opened her eyes all of a sudden, but found that she couldn't move. Looking down, her arms were tied with dense ropes, and only the elbows could move.

A burst of fear surged into his heart in an instant, An Youyou looked up, and found that the opposite wall was full of photos of himself in his dream just now.

The self in the hospital gown, the skinny self, the hairless self, the herpes-covered self...

"Ah..." An Youyou rolled from the chair to the ground in fright. She kept struggling and screaming on the ground.

An Youyou's terrified screams echoed in the empty room.

Just as An Youyou was struggling on the ground, a pair of black canvas shoes appeared in front of her. An Youyou raised her head subconsciously, and Anyajie, who was dressed in black, looked at her with cold eyes.

An Youyou shuddered.

Anyajie squatted in front of An Youyou, put one hand on her knee, and lifted An Youyou's chin with the other.

"You're awake, my good sister." Anyajie was smiling, but her voice was so cold.

"You...what do you want to do?"

"Of course I took my sister to the theater. Don't you like acting? Maybe you will also participate in it together, but..."

Anyajie smiled evilly: "Before going to the theater, give my sister something good to eat first." As she spoke, she held up a pink paper bag in her hand.

An Youyou's eyes widened, and she shook her head desperately: "No, I don't want to eat, I don't want to eat."

"Sister, I was wrong, I shouldn't have treated you that way, please forgive me." An Youyou knelt down in front of Anyajie, tears streaming down her face instantly.

"Hahaha..." Anyajie mocked.

"Sister, you are so funny, the tears come as soon as you say it, you really deserve to be an actor."

Anyajie put away the smile on her face, pinched An Youyou's chin and poured the powder from the paper bag into her mouth.

"Woo..." An Youyou shook her head desperately.

"The good show is about to begin." Anyajie's eyes flickered with madness.

An Youyou's jaw was pinched and she couldn't break free. She swallowed all the powder into her mouth. After being thrown away by Anyajie, An Youyou bowed her body and kept reaching for her mouth. After vomiting for a long time, she didn't vomit the medicine , She choked with snot and tears streaming down her face.

Anyajie sneered, lifted the person rudely from the ground, put him on the chair, and turned the chair in one direction.

She bent down and leaned into An Youyou's ear: "The show is about to begin, don't blink." Anyajie got up and walked to a window, and opened the curtains violently.

What was in front of him was not a window, but a huge one-way perspective glass wall. An Youyou stared wide-eyed, looking at the other side in disbelief.

In the opposite room, there were five beggars in ragged clothes, each with blushing faces, scratching their ears and cheeks.

One of the men with a yellow and thin face scratched all the herpes on his neck, and thick yellow pus stuck to his face and neck.

An Youyou looked disgusted.

And in a corner of the room, a woman with heavy makeup fell asleep, her face was also blushing, and she was slowly waking up.

"Lin Xinyuan!" An Youyou was shocked.

Anyajie glanced at An Youyou, and sneered at the corner of her mouth.

Lin Xinyuan's memory still stays in the moment when An Yajie appeared in front of her. Enduring the heat on her body, she got up from the ground and suddenly saw a man with herpes all over his face.

"Ah..." Lin Xinyuan was so frightened that she sat back on the ground again.

The screams caught the attention of the beggars, and in an instant the five beggars showed excitement and greed in their eyes, and they rushed towards Lin Xinyuan like hungry wolves.

"Ah..." Lin Xinyuan's heart-piercing scream echoed instantly in the room.

The strong image on the opposite side impacted An Youyou's facial features, she was terrified to the extreme, An Yajie actually used the same method to deal with Lin Xinyuan.

What about her?What method would An Yajie use to deal with her?
An Youyou subconsciously looked up at Anyajie, who was holding her hands and looking at her with cold eyes.

Sensing An Youyou's gaze, she slowly turned her head to look at An Youyou, with an unknown smile on her lips.

An Youyou was so frightened that she quickly looked away, but her eyes couldn't help but want to look at the other side, and even... had an urge to join in.

An Youyou was startled, and suddenly raised her head to look at Anyajie.Anyajie looked at An Youyou whose face was starting to turn red, and raised her eyebrows with a smile.

She folded her arms and walked around An Youyou slowly, and finally bent down to stand behind An Youyou, holding her shoulders.

"Is it itchy to watch, and also have the urge to join the other side?"

"No, I don't want it, I don't want it." An Youyou shook her head desperately.

"No? Oh, I'm afraid it's not up to you."